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9. Dec. 22nd, 1866, – E. W. B. -, in good health, except slight cough. 2:55 p.m., 3j tinct. At 4 p.m., was referring to MS. index of cased of poisoning, &c.; did not seem to know where to look for what he wanted; when found, head read it over to or three times without did not notice enough to describe. Knew it was effect of C., and felt alarmed lest he had taken too much. Then wrote down following symptoms. 4.8 p.m., feeling in head as of something going around in it, from before backward, on right side. This was transient. Feeling of pressure on both cheeks, in corresponding spots, about posterior border of malar bone; did not last long. Roused himself and could recollect all. 4.11, feeling for a few seconds as of something surging like waves up neck into head, seeming to try to press it forwards. 4:30, wanted to refer to something in his MS. Had to stop and think what he wanted to find, and where to look for it; had to think for some seconds before he could bring his mind to subject. 4.36, peculiar feeling of moving or “swimming” in head, with transient feeling of constriction round head. Lay down on sofa and dozed a little; singing in ears, went off when he got up. 4:50, feeling of something surging up from posterior part of head towards forehead. 5, Dizziness in head. Felt drowsy, and fell as sleeping in armchair. At one time he tried to write down reference in his MS. Wrote down first half correctly, though he felt he might write nonsense in state he was; on attempting to finish did not know what he had to write, and could only do so by looking constantly at passage in printed book while he wrote it in MS., and even then he omitted something. After tea, 6:30, no more effects. (Ibid.)

10. “While in Paraguay, I took about 2 gr of the extract sent over from England, about noon, breakfasted, and lay down for a siesta as usual. I woke in the midst of a wild, shapeless dream, in a state of extraordinary agitation and bathed in perspiration; instinctively I felt my pulse and found it beating at a tremendous rate, but so feebly that I could not feel that impulse of the heart against the chest. I thought a severe attack of fever coming on, but to my surprise my tongue was quite clean; thoroughly puzzled, I sat down and tried to make out what was the matter, but in vain, for my attention was principally occupied by a hallucination that time was indefinitely prolonged. I seemed to myself to have sat there for hours, and when I tried to think why I had done so I nearly lost all control over my reason, and a rapid whirl of confused and irrelevant thoughts prevented me from fixing my attention on one point for a moment, and it was only the effort of checking myself when falling which recalled me to myself, and then I suddenly recollected cannabis indica. But when did I take it? Surely it was yesterday – last week – days ago. Then with infinite trouble in confining my attention, I succeeded in reaching the conclusion that the best thing was to take an emetic, and then some strong coffee and brandy. I also remembered in a bewildered way that some native friends were to visit me that day, and feeling that I could not see them, I rang the bell for the servant to give him directions about them. After an apparent delay of a few weeks he came, but I could not remember why I summoned him, and only that I had done so, and moreover I felt that if I spoke to him I should only repeat some nonsense over and over again, so I stared at him in silence. He naturally thought from my wild appearance – pupils were widely dilated and my strange behavior, that I was mad; he turned pale that is, in an Indian, pale green and stammered out a few words. I was immensely amused at his scared look, and laughed long and heartily, yet never losing for a moment the feeling of intense anxiety with which I awoke. At last I so far succeeded in collecting my scattered senses as to give him directions. (Narrator then took a zinc emetic.) Feeling somewhat relieved and placing some water to boil in a flask over a spirit lamp, I sat down in my office and remained there apparently for weeks or months, feebly wondering why I did so, and if the water before me would ever boil, and what it was for when it did. I was aroused from my abstraction if the whirl and dull confusion of thought could be called so by the water boiling over, and then, with many pauses and periods of forgetfulness, I made a cup of strong coffee, and hastily swallowed it. I soon found myself better, and after some brandy and water lay down and fell asleep. I could eat no dinner that e., but next d. was in my usual state of health. (Communicated by IBID, Monthly Hom, Rev., xiii, 726.)

Richard Hughes
Dr. Richard Hughes (1836-1902) was born in London, England. He received the title of M.R.C.S. (Eng.), in 1857 and L.R.C.P. (Edin.) in 1860. The title of M.D. was conferred upon him by the American College a few years later.

Hughes was a great writer and a scholar. He actively cooperated with Dr. T.F. Allen to compile his 'Encyclopedia' and rendered immeasurable aid to Dr. Dudgeon in translating Hahnemann's 'Materia Medica Pura' into English. In 1889 he was appointed an Editor of the 'British Homoeopathic Journal' and continued in that capacity until his demise. In 1876, Dr. Hughes was appointed as the Permanent Secretary of the Organization of the International Congress of Homoeopathy Physicians in Philadelphia. He also presided over the International Congress in London.