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upon my return, after a few days, I anxiously inquired about h e 
boy, and was informed he was recovered. I could not repress my 
curiosity : though I was greatly fatigued with my journey, and 
night was come on, I went directly to where he litfed, which was 
three miles off, in a wild part of the moors ; the boy himself open- 
ed the door, looked surprisingly' well, and told me he felt better 
from the instant he took the yeast. 
After I left Brampton I lived in Leicestershire : my parishion- 
ers being few and opulent, I dropped my medical character en- 
tirely, and would not even prescribe for any of my own family. 
One of my domestics falling ill, accordingly the apothecary was 
sent for ; his complaint was a violent fever, which in its progress 
became putrid : having great reliance, and deservedly, on the 
apothecary’s penetration and judgment, the man was left solely to 
his management. 
His disorder, however, kept daily gaining ground, till at 
length the apothecary considered him in very great danger : at last, 
finding every effort to be of service to him baffled, he told me he 
considered it as a lost case, arid that, in his opinion, the man could 
not survive four-arid-twenty hours. On the apothecary thus giving 
him up, I determined to try the effects of yeast. I gave him two 
large table spoonfulls ; in fifteen minutes from taking the yeast, 
his pulse, though still feeble, began to get composed and full. He 
in thirty -two minutes from his taking the yeast was able to get up 
from his bed and walk in his room. At the expiration of the se- 
cond hour I gave him a bason of sago, with a good deal of lemon, 
wine, and ginger in it ; he ate it with an appetite : in another hour 
I repeated the yeast ; an hour afterwards I gave the bark as before ; 
at the next hour he had food ; next he had another dose of yeast, 
and then went to bed ; it was nine o’clock. I went to see him the 
next morning at six o’clock ; he told me had had a good night, 
and was recovered. I, however, repeated the medicine, and he 
was able to go about his business as usual. 
About a year after this, as I was riding past a detached farm- 
house at the outskirts of the village, I observed a farmer’s daugh- 
ter standing at the door, apparently in great affliction ; on inqui- 
ring into the cause of her distress, she told me her father was 
dying. 1 dismounted, and went into the house to see him. 
I found him in the last stage of a putrid fever ; his tongue was 
black, his pulse was scarcely perceptible, and he lay stretched out, 
like a corpse, in a state of drowsy insensibility. I immediately 
