_Coarse in language._--This scarcely requires illustration. But as specimens, on the present occasion, of vulgar slang and miserable attempts at wit, we may mention his talking of "hole and corner" proceedings,--his comparing Sir James Scarlett to sour milk, and which happy thought he has, in hand-bills pasted about the town, converted into "Knight and Professor of Sour Milk,"--his explanation of the term _bat_ as applied to surgeons, "because they live in the dark, they suckle their young, and live in creaks and crevices of old walls, hospitals, and dungeons, _thriving and fattening on their own species_,"--his address to the "_gang_" of hospital surgeons, whom he represented as wading "through blood up to the neck,"--and lastly, his exclamations, several times repeated, perhaps with _prophetic_ phrenzy, that he "would die in a dungeon and expire in a ditch." _Diabolical in tendency._--The general tendency of Wakley's writings, and especially of his address to the Jury on this occasion, so far as such ravings can have any influence, is to sow distrust between men in every class of society and their medical attendants; to poison the sources of public charity, and arrest the hand of benevolence; to contract the relief afforded to human suffering, leading the poor and uninformed to suppose themselves the objects of cruel and wanton experiment, thus encouraging them rather to suffer disease to run its course than seek relief in such abodes of blood and horror as he most falsely represents our public hospitals to be. One of the first ebullitions of this demoniacal effort consisted in representing to the Jury, which he did in two different parts of his address, that the patient had been kept _bound_ during the operation, as if some unusual degree of coercion had been employed. "Yet, in opposition to the patient's cries--in opposition to his repeated entreaties to be unbound, still the operator kept him upon the table."--"Gentlemen," continued he, "I should like to know upon what principle it was that the man was kept _bound_ upon the table when he implored to be loosened. Was he not a free agent?" And then he goes on to put into Mr. Cooper's mouth not only words, but a sentiment he never uttered.--"No, no, (says the operator,) my _reputation_ is concerned. You were brought here to have the stone extracted, and extracted it shall and must be--_if you were to die upon the table_." Unless Wakley was intoxicated we cannot in any other manner account for an argument at once so absurd, so unprofessional, and so malignant. It evidently excited no feeling but that of disgust in the minds either of the Judge or the Jury.