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DR. COVEL IS ILL.
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cold season) after my feaver left me I had much adoe to
retain heat in my limbs; my right thigh was perfectly
numb from my knee to my hip, but friction, and bathing,
and flannel on my own head set me right. Dr. Alexander
Maurocordato came (by D.'s kindness); he advised me, 1st,
to eat flesh and goe colder in my very feaver. I a little
inclined to his advice, but one poringer of strong broth
increast it strangely, and I got a cold that I could not quit
in 4 clays. 2dly, he advis'd bleeding in the salvatella1 (I
starv'd my feaver out, eating nothing for 5 or 6 dayes, but
dinner and supper, one little porringer of Eng. Gruell).
3dly, when I was out of my feaver, which he cal'd a
miracle, he advis'd me to beer, forbad me all wine upon
pain of relaps. I drank beer at dinner, found my stomach
windy; at 6 o'clock I drank again with a tost, but it gave
me a most intolerable fit of griping in my stomach, which,
with vomiting, I got away in 3 houres. I recovered so
well as to go to Chappell.
Feb. yth, 1667, came a young priest—he wrote down his
name himself, D. Hilarione Bubuli—to me from padre Jere-
miah, to know if any letters were for Venice from my Ld.,
me, etc.; amongst other discourse he made a great discovery
to me. He was a Basilian (a Greek),but in orders (by Rome)
a Venetian, born and bred under the Greek Arch Bp. there.
He was not inform'd well by Padre Jeremiah (who is a
Greek of another stamp), and, taking me for a Romanist,
told me there were many Metropolites now Romans in
their hearts, and that some money would do anything
amongst them ; they question'd not but shortly to make
Metropolites enough of their own way. He said this
Patriarch was a lay man, cropt hair bare, but by money
and friends he was made a deacon one day, a priest the
1 The vena salvatella, a vein on the back of the hand much used
formerly for bleeding.
149
cold season) after my feaver left me I had much adoe to
retain heat in my limbs; my right thigh was perfectly
numb from my knee to my hip, but friction, and bathing,
and flannel on my own head set me right. Dr. Alexander
Maurocordato came (by D.'s kindness); he advised me, 1st,
to eat flesh and goe colder in my very feaver. I a little
inclined to his advice, but one poringer of strong broth
increast it strangely, and I got a cold that I could not quit
in 4 clays. 2dly, he advis'd bleeding in the salvatella1 (I
starv'd my feaver out, eating nothing for 5 or 6 dayes, but
dinner and supper, one little porringer of Eng. Gruell).
3dly, when I was out of my feaver, which he cal'd a
miracle, he advis'd me to beer, forbad me all wine upon
pain of relaps. I drank beer at dinner, found my stomach
windy; at 6 o'clock I drank again with a tost, but it gave
me a most intolerable fit of griping in my stomach, which,
with vomiting, I got away in 3 houres. I recovered so
well as to go to Chappell.
Feb. yth, 1667, came a young priest—he wrote down his
name himself, D. Hilarione Bubuli—to me from padre Jere-
miah, to know if any letters were for Venice from my Ld.,
me, etc.; amongst other discourse he made a great discovery
to me. He was a Basilian (a Greek),but in orders (by Rome)
a Venetian, born and bred under the Greek Arch Bp. there.
He was not inform'd well by Padre Jeremiah (who is a
Greek of another stamp), and, taking me for a Romanist,
told me there were many Metropolites now Romans in
their hearts, and that some money would do anything
amongst them ; they question'd not but shortly to make
Metropolites enough of their own way. He said this
Patriarch was a lay man, cropt hair bare, but by money
and friends he was made a deacon one day, a priest the
1 The vena salvatella, a vein on the back of the hand much used
formerly for bleeding.