“Although it seems almost incredible that regularly qualified surgeons do not understand the art of bone-setting, or adopt their somewhat rough usage, I believe they really dare not do so for fear of being accused of rude treatment, by ladies or persons of sensitive feelings. I believe the knack of bone-setting to be hereditary; at any rate it is so in the case of my bone-setter (which is literally true), who is of the third generation in this style of treatment.” The following is a case related by Dr. Wharton Hood, in his work on “Bone-setting:”— “A gentleman, whom I will call Mr. A——, when sitting on a stool at his office, hastily descended it to welcome a friend. As soon as his feet reached the ground he turned his body without moving them, and in so doing he twisted or wrenched his left knee. He immediately felt considerable pain in the joint, which lasted for an hour or two, but decreased as the day wore on, and he continued to move about as occasion required. In the night he was aroused by increased pain, and found the joint much swollen. Mr. A—— was the brother of the professor of midwifery at one of the principal medical schools in London, and he had the best surgical advice that London could afford. He was ordered to rest the limb and to apply heat and moisture. In this way he obtained some diminution of the pain, but the swelling continued. He at last sent for Mr. Hutton, who at once declared that the knee was “out,” and proposed to replace it. An appointment for this purpose was made, but in the meantime the patient had again seen eminent surgeons, and he wrote to prevent Mr. Hutton from coming. Two years of uninterrupted surgical treatment passed without improvement, and then Mr. A—— sent for Mr. Hutton again. On this the second visit I accompanied him, and what I witnessed,” says Dr. Hood, “made a great impression on my mind. We found the knee-joint enveloped in strapping; and when this was removed, the joint was seen to be much swollen, the skin shining and discoloured. The joint was immovable, and very painful on the inner side. Mr. Hutton at once placed his thumb on a point over the lower edge of the inner condyle of the femur, and the patient shrank from the pressure and complained of great pain. He (Mr. Hutton) made no further examination of the limb, but said: “What did I tell you two years ago?” Mr. A—— replied: “You said my knee was out.” “And I tell you so now,” was the rejoinder. “Can you put it in?” said Mr. A——. “I can.” ‘Then be good enough to do so,’ said Mr. A——, holding out his limb. Mr. Hutton. however, declined to operate for a week; ordered the joint to be enveloped in linseed poultices and rubbed with neat’s-foot oil, made an appointment, and took his leave. During the dialogue I had carefully examined the limb, and satisfied myself that there was no dislocation, and had arrived at the conclusion that rest, and not movement, was the treatment required. At the expiration