I will here likewise mention an Instance of the good Effects of Walking, the most common and unpromising Exercise; which I had from Dr. _Baynard_. About Twenty Years agoe a certain Gentleman came from the _West-Indies_ for the sake of our Hot Bath, for the Cure of a Sort of Palsie, which was occasion’d by the Dry-Gripes of that Countrey, kind of _Colica Pictonum_, which if not cur’d in time, usually terminates in a Palsie; This Gentleman got a Calash to carry him to the Bath; but it came into his Head, that he would by the way try to walk as much as he could, and when he found himself tir’d would get into his Calash; upon this Attempt he found his Limbs come to him more and more every day; and before he quite reach’d the Bath, he was perfectly well. And here it is remarkable, that _Bontius_, as great an Admirer as he was of fragrant Exoticks, in his _Medicina Indorum_, treating of a Sort of Palsie which some of the _Indians_ call _Beriberii_, not much unlike to, if not the same with that I have lately mention’d, he makes it his first Rule in the Cure of that Distemper, That the Sick shouldn’t give way to it, but set upon vigorous Exercise, _Sed hoc imprimis curandum est, ne (si ullo modo fieri possit) te lecto affigas decumbendo; sed vel ambulando, vel equitando, vel simili aliquo motu validiore omni conatu te exerceas_. Dr. _Baynard_ has likewise given me, in the following Letter, an Account of his Recovery from a Consumption, some Years agoe. SIR, _In Answer to your Request, concerning my Illness, as near as I can remember, I here give you in short the Matter of Fact. In the Month of ~October, Anno 1694~, I was sent for to my old Friend and Acquaintance, Colonel ~Warwick Bamfield~, at ~Hardington~ in ~Somersetshire~; I being then in ~London~, and had been very ill all the Summer at ~Bath~; my Case was, as I and other Physicians thought, a true and confirm’d ~Phthisis~; for I had an habitual Heat and continual Cough, Night and Day, a very quick and frequent Pulse; I spit Blood, and exputed a viscous tough Matter, sometimes Green, Yellow, Ash-colour’d, and that in great Quantity. It would sink in Water, and smell ill and fœtid when cast upon live Coals. My Flesh went off, my Stomach decay’d, and I had that ~Livor Genarum~, as tabid People usually have, Night-Sweats, &c. so that every Body gave me over as lost and gone; but through a constant and cool Regimen in Dyet, chiefly Milk and Apples, sometimes with Honey and Sugar of Roses, and a distill’d Milk, with the temperate and cool Pectorals, together with constant Riding Night and Morning in the Air, and that on the highest Hills and Places I could find. I thank God, in two Months time my Hectic abated, Cough ceas’d, Flesh came on, and my Stomach return’d; and by continuing Riding, and other Field-Exercises, I recovered to a Miracle: And this present Year 1705, falling into the same