foe to Sir Amyas.--Do you know who Dr. Frumpton is--and who he was--and how
he has risen to his present height?

"He was a farrier in a remote county: he began by persuading the country
people in his neighbourhood that he had a specific for the bite of a mad
dog.

"It happened that he cured an old dowager's favourite waiting-maid who had
been bitten by a cross lap-dog, which her servants pronounced to be mad,
that they might have an excuse for hanging it.

"The fame of this cure was spread by the dowager among her numerous
acquaintance in town and country.

"Then he took agues--and afterwards scrofula--under his protection;
patronized by his old dowager, and lucky in some of his desperate quackery,
Dr. Frumpton's reputation rapidly increased, and from different counties
fools came to consult him. His manners were bearish even to persons of
quality who resorted to his den; but these brutal manners _imposed_ upon
many, heightened the idea of his confidence in himself, and commanded the
submission of the timid.--His tone grew higher and higher, and he more and
more easily bullied the credulity of man and woman-kind.--It seems that
either extreme of soft and polished, or of rough and brutal manner, can
succeed with certain physicians.--_Dr._ Frumpton's name, and Dr. Frumpton's
wonderful cures, were in every newspaper, and in every shop-window. No
man ever puffed himself better even in this puffing age.--His success
was viewed with scornful yet with jealous eyes by the regularly bred
physicians, and they did all they could to keep him down--Sir Amyas
Courtney, in particular, who would never call him any thing but _that
farrier_, making what noise he could about Frumpton's practising without