throughout his frame. Amazed at this
result, Broussais, like a bold theorist as he was, converted his
casual forgetfulness into an experience. He boldly _threw open the
window_, and for some time inspired the cold winter air that blew
in upon him. Finding himself greatly benefited, he concluded that
cool drink would be as refreshing to his stomach as cold air had
been to his body. He deluged his stomach with cold lemonade, and
in less than forty-eight hours he was well again!"

The following amusing anecdote is told in a work recently published in
London of Tom Cooke, the actor and musician:

"At a trial in the Court of King's Bench, June, 1833, betwixt
certain publishing tweedledums and tweedledees, as to the alleged
piracy of an arrangement of the 'Old English Gentleman,'--an old
English air, by the bye--Cooke was subpoenaed as a witness. On his
cross-examination by Sir James Scarlet, afterwards Lord Abinger,
for the opposite side, that learned counsel rather flippantly
questioned him thus: 'Now, sir, you say that the two melodies are
the same, but different; now what do you mean by that, sir?' To
this Tom promptly answered, 'I said that the notes in the two
copies were alike, but with a different accent, the one being in
common time, the other in sixth-eight time; and, consequently, the
position of the accented notes was different.' Sir James--'What is
musical accent?' Cooke--'My terms are a guinea a lesson, sir.' (A
loud laugh.) Sir James (rather ruffled)--'Never mind your terms
here. I ask you what is musical accent. Can you see it?'
Cooke--'No.' Sir James--'Can you feel it?' Cooke--'A musician can.'
(Great laughter.) Sir James (very angry)--'Now, pray sir, don't
beat about the bush, but explain to his lordship and the jury, who
are supposed to know nothing about music, the meaning of what you
call accent.' Cooke--'Accent in music, is a certain stress laid
upon a particular note, in the same manner as you would lay a
stress upon any given word for the purpose of being better
understood. Thus, if I were to say, 'You are an _ass_--it rests on
ass; but if I were to say, '_You_ are an ass--it rests on you, Sir
James.' Reiterated shouts of laughter by the whole court, in which
the bench itself joined, followed this repartee. Silence having
been at length obtained, the Judge,