The Doctor Was a Blockhead

After his broken leg was set he was feverish and forgot his self-restraint. He tried to get out of bed and catch you though his leg was a fire with pain. On account of this they tied him down to the bed that this the moth grew bolder. Then because he struck out violently with his arms they tied these also. At this the moth came and crawled over his face and happily wet, sore, screamed, prayed for them to take it off him unavailingly. The asylum doctor calls it hallucination but happily when he is in his easier mood and can talk says it is the ghost of pockens - well worth the trouble of catching. Good night