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THE VETERINARIAN, OCTOBER 1, 1842. 
Ne quid falsi dicore audeat, ne quid veri non audeat. — Cicero. 
It is not often that, at the commencement of a month, we 
have addressed our readers with greater pleasure than we do at 
present. We have never been honoured by a greater number of 
new and valued friends — not more prized, however, than the old 
ones, and we have rarely or never had more interesting matter to 
set before our readers. 
The letter of Mr. Price acquires in our estimation high value 
from the time and the feeling with which it was written. It 
came, literally speaking, from his death-bed. “ I fear that my 
say is so long that it will not gain admission ; but I shall, never- 
theless, say a little more, for it is a long time since I wrote to 
you, and it will probably be a long time before I do so again.” 
A score lines more were not written ere — in the midst of a sen- 
tence — he pauses : “ and I have tired myself, and, I fear, your 
patience, and must defer to a future period some other remarks 
that I wish to make.” Had he lived, he would have been more 
justly estimated in his profession; but those who knew him 
justly appreciate his character and talent. His remarks on 
drenches and setons are much to the purpose. 
The swallowing of a piece of sponge by a horse, and its re- 
maining in the intestinal canal an unknown period — certainly 
more than a week — and then being voided, without having, in 
the slightest degree, undergone the process of digestion, or in- 
jured the animal, is a circumstance of rare occurrence. It hap- 
pened once before, in the practice of Mr. Rickwood. Have any 
of our readers met with a similar case ? 
The corroboration of the good effect of mercury in distemper, 
or epidemic disease, as communicated by Mr. Acherley to Mr. 
Percivall, is valuable. We are much deceived if there will not 
be considerable alteration in the treatment of these cases, and 
many others. * It was a perfectly erroneous opinion which Pro- 
