U ABIES IN THE DOG— SYMPTOMS. 
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in Curzon Street. He had not eaten for the last twenty-four 
hours. The only appearance that could indicate rabies was this 
steadfast gaze on his young master and mistress ; but it soon 
cleared up, and was followed by more than usually boisterous 
caresses, as much as to say, “ No, no! You have nothing to do 
with it ; I won’t suspect you for a moment !” He then turned 
to me, and looked anxiously and half suspiciously at me. A 
physician, now living not far from that neighbourhood, happened 
to be present. “Well, Mr. Youatt,” said he, “I am glad that 
you have seen this poor fellow. There is nothing the matter 
with him.” The lady just at that moment left the room. “I 
hope there may not be,” was my reply, “ but I fear.” “ Fear ! 
fear what?” “Incipient madness.” “Incipient nonsense!” 
“ Well, sir,” said I, turning to the master, “ you must do as you 
please ; but my advice is, Tie this dog up : make him comfort- 
able ; I will call again to-morrow.” 
Dr. Elliotson, in his clinical lecture on the case of a boy who 
died hydrophobous a month before, in St. Thomas’s Hospital, 
says that “there was a general anguish of the mind ; he is the 
subject of extreme alarm and suspicion, and his countenance 
fully expresses it.” 
The next day this dog was so much himself — he ate and drank, 
and barked with such glee — I had given him an emetic, which 
perhaps had relieved his stomach from some load of indigesta — 
he was so perfectly himself, that I began to doubt whether my 
suspicions were well founded, until I saw him suddenly gaze at 
some imaginary object, and follow its fancied path, and snap at it. 
There was nothing else about him to guide my opinion, but that 
opinion was made up ; and to the astonishment, and annoyance 
and anger of the owner, I desired that he might continue to be 
tied up, and that a stronger chain might be put upon him. The 
physician again came. We talked about the dog ; he could 
comprehend the slight degree of delirium, but he could not believe 
that the case was so serious as I thought. However, he was a 
kind and good man ; he seconded my request, and the dog was 
more securely fastened. On the third day was the brilliant eye, 
the continual scraping of his bed, the hiding of his food, the altered 
bark, and every palpable symptom of rabies; although another 
medical man that came in said that he was not, even then, half so 
mad as I was. 
This peculiar delirium is an early symptom, and one that will 
never deceive. I once met a medical gentleman in consultation. 
A young man had been bitten by one of his own dogs. I found 
the medical gentleman there. The dog was eagerly eating a pan of 
sopped bread. “ There is no madness there,” said he. In a 
