to the metropolis, the dupes of London, a numerous class then as well as now, thought it no trouble to go ten miles to see the conjuror, till at length, she was pleased to bless the afflicted of London with her presence, and once a week drove to the Grecian Coffee-house, in a coach and six with out-riders! and all the appearance of nobility.  It was in one of these journeys, passing through Kent-street, in the Borough, that being taken for a certain woman of quality from the Electorate in Germany, a great mob followed, and bestowed on her many bitter reproaches, till madame, perceiving some mistake, looked out of the window, and accosted them in this gentle manner, “D——­n your bloods, don’t you know me?  I am Mrs. Mapp, the bone-setter!” Upon which, they instantly changed their revilings into loud huzzas.

Wadd’s Mems., Maxims, and Memoirs.

Dr. Radcliffe.

Among the many singularities related of Radcliffe, it has been noticed, that when he was in a convivial party, he was unwilling to leave it, even though sent for by persons of the highest distinction.  Whilst he was thus deeply engaged at a tavern, he was called on by a grenadier, who desired his immediate attendance on his colonel; but no entreaties could prevail on the disciple of Esculapius to postpone his sacrifice to Bacchus.  “Sir,” quoth the soldier, “my orders are to bring you.” And being a very powerful man, he took him up in his arms, and carried him off per force.  After traversing some dirty lanes, the doctor and his escort arrived at a narrow alley—­“What the D——­l is all this,” said Radcliffe, “your colonel don’t live here?”—­“No,” said his military friend,—­“no, my colonel does not live here—­but my comrade does, and he’s worth two of the colonel,—­so, by G——­d, doctor, if you don’t do your best for him, it will be the worst for you!”

Duels.

Many medical duels have been prevented by the difficulty of arranging the “methodus pugnandi.”  In the instance of Dr. Brocklesby, the number of paces could not be agreed upon; and in the affair between Akenside and Ballow, one had determined never to fight in the morning, and the other that he would never fight in the afternoon.  John Wilkes, who did not stand upon ceremony in these little affairs, when asked by Lord Talbot, “How many times they were to fire?” replied, “just as often as your Lordship pleases; I have brought a bag of bullets and a flask of gunpowder.”

William Hunter.

Dr. William Hunter used to relate the following anecdote:—­During the American war, he was consulted by the daughter of a peer, who confessed herself pregnant, and requested his assistance; he advised her to retire for a time to the house of some confidential friend; she said that was impossible, as her father would not suffer her to be absent from him a single day.  Some of the servants were, therefore, let into the secret,