text:  The _milord_ whose dressing-gown we were possessed of was so bad as to be obliged to be rubbed sitting; but so powerful is the remedy that after fifteen such sittings he walked round the lake (two miles) and went home in his carriage "_guerito!_" "Such baths!" that had cured _he_ knew not how many persons:-- "Men who'd spent _all_ upon physician's fees Who'd _never_ slept nor had a _moment's_ ease Were now as _roaches sound_ and all as _brisk as bees!_"--CRABBE