give here as an addendum to the above items
of yearly consumption. It is this:

1352 gallons of black draught!

It would surely take a whole statistical
society to discover how many wry faces are
drawn over the swallowing of such an ocean
of salts and senna.

Whilst we have been going over this sum-
mary of hospital dietetics, all the beds have
been made, the hospital breakfast has been
got through, and another half hour of our
visit has slipped by. The sound of the clock
striking eight, quickens the steps of certain
tardy students, who are now seen hurrying
away to prayers in the church, whence they
emerge in about twenty minutes to meet at
breakfast, in the collegiate dining hall, such
of their companions as eschew the early service.
The morning meal having been discussed,
the future doctors trudge off at nine
o'clock to the Lecture Hall, to begin their
scholastic day with anatomy and physiology.
Whilst all this goes on, the Apothecary, or
the " House Doctor," as he is familiarly called,
is going through the physician's wards, and
the " dressers " are busy with strappings, ban-
dages, ointments, and rollers, amongst the
surgical patients; attending to wounds, and
making all " ship-shape " against the arrival
of the superior medical staff, by and by. The
"Clinical clerks " are also busy at bed-sides,
taking down notes of symptoms, of the action
of remedies, and the progress of special cases
all remarkable instances of disease, having
their chroniclers, who watch each stage of the
patient's progress from the day of admission
to the hour of cure, or death adding to each,
when the result is fatal, the after-death
appearances. By ten o'clock the students are
seen leaving the anatomical theatre for the
neighbouring one, where chemistry reigns
supreme amongst a host of bottles, retorts,
crucibles, test-glasses, and the thousand and
one philosophical nicknacks, making up the
chemist's tools. Whilst a great deal of difficult
talk is going on here about oxygen, that
giant amongst elemental things, and his com-
panions hydrogen, and nitrogen, and carbon,
the nurses are off to the store for arrow-root,
and sago, and other good things, in one place,
and another part of the establishment is
rapidly filling with the large class of patients
who are relieved with advice and medicine,
but not received into beds in the hospital.
On Thursdays this class of applicants is most
numerous, because on that day a certain
number of the most serious cases are selected
from their ranks, to fill any beds that may
have become vacant. This being known, poor
people are often seen amongst the throng who
have come ten, twenty, thirty, and sometimes
fifty miles in the hope of obtaining the help
of the institution.

The patients enter by the colonnade seen
from Smithfield. Passing the outer portal,
there are two doors: one for women, and one
for men; and these lead to two separate
rooms. By eleven o'clock the forms with
which these apartments are filled, are lined
with people of all ages, from the baby a
month old, sickening with measles or hooping
cough, to the old crone of seventy, groaning
with old age, which she declares to be
" roornatiz, which the doctors can cure."
Such a collection of sickly, unhappy faces,
and such a variety of dirty, dilapidated
clothes, with here and there a dash of faded
finery, must only be looked for in the waiting
-room of a large hospital. Here and
there you may see a handsome face, and here
and there an interesting one; but the majority
of these poor waiters for help belong to
the class upon whom falls the general weight
of the work, and of rough usage, and of the
risks of injury of a great city; and their
physiognomy, though full of character, has but small
claim to good looks. The crowd of patients
becomes thicker and thicker as eleven o'clock
draws near. Rows of mothers are seen seated
with rows of children with measles, children
with hooping coughs, children teething, and,
above all in number and discomfort, mothers
and children with cough and colds in all
stages of that popular English disorder.
Scarcely anybody talks to a neighbour, but all
sit waiting for the man who is to tell their
doom—the doctor. In one part of the room
enormous earthen pitchers decorate a corner
filled up as an appendage to the surgery,
where salves, and plasters, and "house
physic," and cough mixtures, are dispensed
with great readiness, when wanted. At
eleven o'clock the apothecary enters the
scene, with a handful of tickets differently
marked. Beginning at the end of the first
form, he commences his first examination of
the out patients—a task that looks enough to
occupy the whole day. " What is it? " is the
rapid inquiry; and while these words come
with a jerk, as it were, from his tongue, his
rapid practised eye is scanning the face of the
patient, and his finger is feeling a pulse.
The few first words of the patient tell him all
he needs; and in another second he has, if it
be a trifling case, selected one of the tickets,
with the injunction, " Get that medicine.
Take a dose twice a-day. Come here again
the day after to-morrow." In half a moment
more—" What is it ? " startles the next on
the form. Another tongue is out; another
face has been scanned; and the ticket and
direction given; and " What is it ? " assails
patient No. 3; and so the work goes on more
rapidly than this description has been written.

When a case of injury is amongst a throng,
the patient is sent off to the surgery, close by,
from whence groans and screams every now
and then sound out to startle and horrify
those whose turn is yet to come. More than
a thousand people are seen and prescribed for
every week in this place; this sick multitude
affording the main bulk of the applicants,
from whose ranks the greater part of the