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I read about this yesterday, and spent last evening people watching. Either there are a lot of KGB-trained spies in my neighbourhood, a very high rate of Parkin

• thesz 11y ago
  http://www.gutenberg.org/files/308/308-h/308-h.htm http://www.gutenberg.org/files/308/308-h/308-h.htm I sat for awhile, frozen with horror; and then, in the listlessness of despair, I again turned over the pages. I came to typhoid fever—read the symptoms—discovered that I had typhoid fever, must have had it for months without knowing it—wondered what else I had got; turned up St. Vitus’s Dance—found, as I expected, that I had that too,—began to get interested in my case, and determined to sift it to the bottom, and so started alphabetically—read up ague, and learnt that I was sickening for it, and that the acute stage would commence in about another fortnight. Bright’s disease, I was relieved to find, I had only in a modified form, and, so far as that was concerned, I might live for years. Cholera I had, with severe complications; and diphtheria I seemed to have been born with. I plodded conscientiously through the twenty-six letters, and the only malady I could conclude I had not got was housemaid’s knee.
  • benten10 11y ago
    I realize this is getting off-topic, but that's by far the funniest book I've ever read. I don't remember laughing out loud so consistently (or even, at all) at any other book. If anyone's interested, "Three men in a boat" is HIGHLY recommended. "Three men on a bummel(?)" was OK, but this book hurt my ribs because I laughed so much so hard. : ) Ah, to be able to write like that. Was that his only more-popular book, anyone know (wiki's not helpful)?