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'' | and as he is just stepped out, I take this Opportunity to write that<lb/>that I promised about him: which I could not do so well before, <lb/>for fear, if he should by chance see what I am writing he might<lb/>take it ill. he was a Scholar here at first, but is now a Commoner.<lb/>after he had been here about a year, he grew a little disordered<lb/>in his Senses, and <add>was</add> what I think people call <sic>Hypocondriac</sic>. he<lb/>fancied once that the blood had all gone from his face; and<lb/>that it was quite pale and wan on that account; he would take <lb/>hold of this throat with his hands and <sic>squease</sic> it 'till he was al-<lb/>-most throttled: and one day he tied a rope as tight as he could<lb/>round his <sic>waste</sic>; and all this to get the blood up to his face, but<lb/>after all this trouble he declared that it would not do, and that<lb/>he was a dead Man. at last a Physician was sent for, but Cham<lb/>-bers said it would not do, <sic>'twas</sic> all over <add>with</add> him; he did not ex-<lb/>pect to live 2 hours longer: however, at last he recovered: <lb/> Sometime after this, he and an Acquaintance of his <add>a Scholar too</add> being<lb/>confined to College for some <sic>Misdemeanor</sic> or another, one night<lb/>being got a little <sic>tipsey</sic> as I suppose, and wanting to get out they<lb/>went to a back door that looks into New-College-lane; a little lane<lb/>if you remember by the side of Queen's; and from that door | ||
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and as he is just stepped out, I take this Opportunity to write that
that I promised about him: which I could not do so well before,
for fear, if he should by chance see what I am writing he might
take it ill. he was a Scholar here at first, but is now a Commoner.
after he had been here about a year, he grew a little disordered
in his Senses, and was what I think people call Hypocondriac. he
fancied once that the blood had all gone from his face; and
that it was quite pale and wan on that account; he would take
hold of this throat with his hands and squease it 'till he was al-
-most throttled: and one day he tied a rope as tight as he could
round his waste; and all this to get the blood up to his face, but
after all this trouble he declared that it would not do, and that
he was a dead Man. at last a Physician was sent for, but Cham
-bers said it would not do, 'twas all over with him; he did not ex-
pect to live 2 hours longer: however, at last he recovered:
Sometime after this, he and an Acquaintance of his a Scholar too being
confined to College for some Misdemeanor or another, one night
being got a little tipsey as I suppose, and wanting to get out they
went to a back door that looks into New-College-lane; a little lane
if you remember by the side of Queen's; and from that door
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Jeremy Bentham |
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