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Whilst I was Professor of Chemistry, I dissected a subjectwhich I had procured from London , in order to perfect myselfin Anatomy ; my laboratory was my theatre, and ProfessorWaring, known to Europe by his mathematical publications, andmy old friend Preston (afterwards Bishop of Ferns), were myassistants. When we had finished the business we put what re-mained of the body into a box, and commissioned an old soldier tobury it in the fields. The man thought the box was worth some-thing, and instead of burying it he opened it and poured thecontents into the Cam, and as there happened then to be a greatflood, some of them were drifted on shore and excited a greatsuspicion of murder having been committed; but as no personwas either taken up or suspected of it, we carefully kept oursecret, and thus probably escaped being stoned, like anatomistsof old, by a superstitious populace.

On the 2d of August, 1786, an insane woman, named MargaretNicholson, attempted to stab the King as he alighted from hiscarriage. Upon an intimation from the Archbishop of Canter-bury, addresses were presented from the several Dioceses. I drewup the following for mine.

“ Most Gracious Sovereign,

“ We, the Bishop, the Archdeacon , and Chapter, and theclergy of the diocese of Landaff, Your Majesty’s loyal and duti-ful subjects, humbly entreat Your Majesty graciously to acceptour faithful congratulations on the protection which the goodprovidence of God has lately vouchsafed to Your Majesty, fromthe attack of an insane assassin.

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