The Surgeon now ordered his Patient to be ſtript to his Shirt, and then entirely baring the Arm, he began to ſtretch and examine it, in ſuch a Manner, that the Tortures he put him to, cauſed Jones to make ſeveral wry Faces; which the Surgeon obſerving, greatly wondered at, crying, ‘What is the Matter, Sir? I am ſure it is impoſſible I ſhould hurt you.’ And then holding forth the broken Arm, he began a long and very learned Lecture of Anatomy, in which ſimple and double Fractures were moſt accurately conſidered, and the ſeveral Ways in which Jones might have broken his Arm were diſcuſſed, with proper Annotations, ſhewing how many of theſe would have been better, and how many worſe than the preſent Caſe.
Having at length finiſh’d his laboured Harangue, with which the Audience, tho’ it had greatly raiſed their Attention and Admiration, were not much edified, as they really underſtood not a ſingle Syllable of all he had ſaid, he proceeded to Buſineſs, which he was more expeditious in finiſhing, than he had been in beginning.
Jones was then ordered into a Bed, which Mr. Weſtern compelled him to ac-cept
