Excerpt from Practical Hydropathy (Not the Cold-Water System): Including Plans of Baths and Remarks on Diet, Clothing, and Habits of Life A patient came to us early this year who, for a swelling in one of the glands under the ear had had blisters, then incisions, destroying the action of the gland, then excruciating caustic applications, until a cancer was formed of five to six inches in diameter. We have prolonged his life, and given ease, .but I see no hope of saving his life. The Prince Consort was quickly poisoned; the Prince of Wales has escaped, with long and terrible suffering, by his youth and strength the Earl of Chesterfield, at the age of forty, quickly sunk under the same disease, and the young Marquis Graham of a simple in ammation of the bowels. The brother of an, eminent baronet came to me three to four years since for disease of the heart from under the first medical men of the day, who gave him no hope of life; and indeed, he was very near death, not from any disease of the heart, but from the effects of drugs given to quiet the heart's action. I could assure him of quick cure, and in six weeks he left us, thoroughly well, and has, although, as he told me since, been more pressed with cares and anxieties than for many years, remained perfectly well and gained half a stone weight. Yet, as in the former case, his brother, the baronet, a perfectly healthy man, for some slight general derangement of the system put himself confidently in the m.d.'s hands, and has lingered out a miserable existence of three years, when death closed the doctor's account and the baronet's delusion. People have only to make observations amongst their relatives and friends and see that what I state is true. The last case I have heard of is Mr. Platt, the m.p. For Oldham, dead from no organic diseases Travelling in France, feeling unwell, sent for the M.D., whose nostrums soon finished his career. Surely the time will come when mankind will observe and act on their own reason. Another case I name in this book. A ax manufacturer had by enterprise and great industry, accumulated a handsome fortune at the age of fifty-four, and retired from business to enjoy the fruits of his labour, after having escaped the perils of changes in trade and monetary panics. But there was a danger to the frustrating of all his plans for a quiet enjoyable conclusion of life he had no idea of, and that was the very source he looked to for cen tinning life, but which proved his destruction. He went one day to a public dinner, ate of viands made to gratify the palate, not to support life. In the night, at two a.m., awoke with violent sickness; sent for his doctor, who, having no common-sense specific to relieve the burdened stomach, gave arsenic to stop the sickness, which was a natural effort of the organ to expel the indigestible matter. The arsenic stopped the sickness, but laid the foundation of cancer of the stomach, of which he died a year after his seizure. He came in his extremity to me, but after a week's trial I gave up the case, and sent him home to die a distressing death. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works."