If your mother has any regard for you she will put all your medicines out of your reach.
There are few known remedies against this frightful disease; and what few there are, must be adopted cautiously.

My own specific is sack." "Sack!" exclaimed Blaize, in astonishment.

"Henceforth, I will drink nothing else.

I like the remedy amazingly." "It must be taken in moderation," said the doctor: "otherwise it is as dangerous as too much physic." "I have a boddle or doo of de liquor you commend, docdor, in my private cupboard," observed Josyna.

"Will you dasde id ?" "With great pleasure," replied Hodges, "and a drop of it will do your son no harm." The wine was accordingly produced, and the doctor pronounced it excellent, desiring that a glass might always be brought him when he visited the grocer's house.
"You may rely upon id, mynheer, as long as my small sdore lasds," replied Josyna.
Blaize, who, in obedience to the doctor's commands, had drained a large glass of sack, felt so much inspirited by it, that he ventured, when his mother's back was turned, to steal a kiss from Patience, and to whisper in her ear, that if he escaped the plague, he would certainly marry her--an assurance that seemed to give her no slight satisfaction.