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Digby's statement of the affair; and a very plausible and connected one, it must be allowed, it was. It carried conviction to all present, and elicited from the presiding magistrate a high encomium on that person's fidelity, ability, and promptitude. The silver spoon, labelled as I had seen it, was now produced, when Mr. Wallscourt, who was also present, was called on to identify it.
You smiled when I related Sir Kenelm Digby's prescription with the live eel in it; but if each of you were to empty his or her pockets, would there not roll out, from more than one of them, a horse-chestnut, carried about as a cure for rheumatism? The brazen head of Roger Bacon is mute; but is not "Planchette" uttering her responses in a hundred houses of this city?
Come along, Miss Willmot." The call came from behind the counter. Miss Nelly Davis stood there, a tall, fair girl in a long blue overall. "I've made toast and buttered it, and Mr. Digby's waiting." "Good evening, miss, and a happy Christmas to you," said Bates. "If there's a happy Christmas going these times at all," said Sergeant O'Rorke, "it's yourself deserves it."
Costly ingredients such as pearls and leaf gold appear only once among Digby's receipts. The modern housewife may be aghast at the thought of more than a hundred ways of making mead and metheglin. Mead recalls to her perhaps her first history-book, wherein she learnt of it as a drink of the primitive Anglo-Saxons.
But despite this empirical base, Highmore has final recourse to a hypothesis blending many ancient ideas and substituting the Aristotelian material and efficient causes for the "fortune and chance" he objected to in Digby's hypothesis. It was not easy in the seventeenth century to avoid falling back upon some variety of cause or force.
'a sarved in General Chudleigh's troop a very singular straight young man." "Death has taken a many such," said I, and thought on the man I had run through in our last charge. The fellow groaned. We left him, and now, the descent being gentler, broke into a run, in hopes to catch up with Col. John Digby's dragoons, that already were far across the next vale.
But by Scudamore's own showing they parted "fairely;" or, as we should now say, good friends. Among Sir Kenelm Digby's English correspondents, while he was in Paris, was Lord Conway, a soldier as devoted to literature as to arms, and a general who always seemed fated to fight under disadvantages.
"The Pliny of our age for lying," quoth Stubbes. But Digby's extraordinary stories were by no means all false. He may have talked sometimes to épater le bourgeois; but his serious statements were often judged as were the wonders of evolution by country audiences in the seventies. His offence was he must always be talking. His ideas he must share, expound, illustrate, whether or no they were ripe.
The companions to The Closet Opened should be the hasty and entertaining Culpeper, the genial Gerard, and Coles of the delightful Adam in Eden, all the old herbals that were on Digby's bookshelves, so full of absurdities, so full of pretty wisdom.
The theories of development promulgated by Digby and Highmore reveal the chief formulations of mechanistic rationalism, more or less free of empiricism, that were emerging as the vitalism of the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries waned. There was little new in these theories: both Digby's and Highmore's theories included different combinations of elements of ancient lineage.
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