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it out, after breaking it down a little ; it proved to be a 
small shred of muscular fibre. In opening the trachea at 
first, a small portion of muscle must have been lacerated and 
pushed in with the tube, and in two or three days had grown 
so as to block up the passage : the cause being found and 
removed, the effects ceased. The Iodine was continued ex- 
ternally and internally until the middle of February, when 
she was so much better, and could work either with or 
without the tube, that they declined sending for any more. 
She does not make the least noise at work, or when pulling 
up hill ; but when eating there is yet a slight roaring or 
groaning noise. (I think this speaks well of Iodine.) 
June 2) si, 1852, I was passing through Hay ton, three 
miles from here in a contrary direction, and was requested to 
see a horse. Four or five stood in the stable; I locked 
around for the one, and felt the pulse first of one and then 
another; all were near alike, and I immediately .recognised 
the same symptoms as the Gamston horses. They had been 
treated, cr rather Mr. Peck was advised not to work them, 
for they did not know the ailment. The same treatment was 
adopted except to an old horse, which, it was showed, could 
not recover; however, he was at last bled, and he recovered. 
I am not aware that any of these had sore throat or coughs 
I have a sort of running down case in hand — a cow which, 
to all appearances, has been a deep milker. She came to 
lletford last Friday for the “ wild beasts ;” a bargain was not 
struck with them, and she was sold to the tender mercies of 
the same knacker before alluded to. I first saw her late on 
Saturday night ; he was driving her into his yard to kill. 
On inquiry I was informed that she belonged, just previously, 
to Mr. J. Bingley, a farmer at Wheatley Grange, and had 
been attended by an old friend and an old practitioner for 
some weeks, for the “ downfall,” as it is here termed. I 
prevailed upon him to spare her life until I wrote to the 
owner, to allow me to remove the udder. A sort of coalition 
existing between practitioner and knacker, I had something 
to do to get hold of her. The owner consented, and named 
his own terms, “ no cure no pay,” — a safish game certainly, 
though the pay was the last thing which crossed my mind. 
She stayed in this yard without any food until Monday 
night ; I had her taken to my own place, cast immediately, 
and removed the large schirrous gland, the vessels being 
secured as they turned up, and the parts sponged; to be 
certain, a pledget of tow was placed in the wound, the skin 
drawn together, and she was released. However, we had to 
