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Title: Doctors and patients; or, Anecdotes of the medical world and curiosities of medicine
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Timbs, John,1801-1875
Subjects: Medicine Medicine
Publisher: London, R. Bentley and son
Contributing Library: Yale University, Cushing/Whitney Medical Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Open Knowledge Commons and Yale University, Cushing/Whitney Medical Library

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following epitaph—a piece of vulgarity :

Here lie my old bones ; my vexation now ends ;
I have lived much too long for myself and my friends,
As to churches and churchyards, which men may call holy,
'Tis a rank piece of priestcraft, and founded on folly.
What the next world may be never troubled my pate ;
And be what it may, I beseech you, O Fate,
When the bodies of millions rise up in a riot,
To let the old carcase of Monsey be quiet.

Dr. Monsey lived so long in his office of physician at Chelsea
Hospital that, during many changes in administration, the
reversion of the grant had been promised to several of the
medical friends of the different paymasters of the forces. The
doctor, one day looking out of his window, and seeing a gentleman
examining the house and gardens, who, he knew, had just got a
reversion of the place, came out to him, and thus accosted him:—
' Well, sir, I see you are examining your house and gardens that
are to be, and I assure you they are both very pleasant and very
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Mark Akenside

Dr. Monsey. 53
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convenient; but I must tell you one circumstance. You are the
fifth man that has got the reversion of the place, and I have buried
them all; and, what is more (said the doctor, looking very archly
at him), there is something in your face that I shall bury you too.(
The event justified the doctor's prediction, as the gentleman
soon after died ; and, what was very extraordinary, at the time
of Dr. Monsey's death there was no person who had the
promise of the reversion.
One time, when the doctor was coming from his brothers in
Norfolk up to London, in the Norwich coach, during the
Christmas holidays, the inside of the coach was crowded as
usual with game, as presents from country gentlemen to their
friends in town. When daylight appeared, seeing that the
game had different assignments, to amuse himself, he altered all
the directions : the pheasants that were going to my lord or his
grace were sent to some tradesman. In short, everything had a
different destination from that assigned to it, but the

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