Fire-king--"Is there any medical gentleman here who will examine it?"

A person in the room requested that Dr. Gordon Smith, one of the

medical professors in the London University, would examine the vial,

and decide whether it contained genuine phosphorus.

The professor went to the table, on which the formidable collection of

poisons--such as red and white arsenic, hydrocyanic acid, morphine and

phosphorus--was placed, and, examining the vial, declared, that, to the

best of his judgment, it was genuine phosphorus.

M. Chabert asked Mr. Smith, how many grains he wished to commence his

first draught with. Mr. Smith--"Twenty grains will do as a

commencement."

A medical gentleman then came forward and cut off two parcels of

phosphorus, containing twenty grains each. He was placing them in the

water, when the fire-king requested that his phosphorus might be cut

into small pieces, as he did not wish the pieces to stop on their way

to his stomach. The poisons were now prepared. A wine-glass contained

the portion set aside for the fire-king--a tumbler the portion reserved

for Mr. Smith.

The Fire-king--"I suppose, gentlemen, I must begin, and to convince you

that I do not juggle, I will first take off my coat, and then I will

trouble you, doctor (speaking to Dr. Gordon Smith), to tie my hands

together behind me. After he had been bandaged in this manner, he

planted himself on one knee in the middle of the room, and requested

some gentleman to place the phosphorus on his tongue and pour the water

down his throat. This was accordingly done, and the water and

phosphorus were swallowed together. He then opened his mouth and

requested the company to look whether any portion of the phosphorus

remained in his mouth. Several gentlemen examined his mouth, and

declared that there was no phosphorus perceptible either upon or under

his tongue. He was then by his own desire unbandaged. The fire-king

forthwith turned to Mr. Smith and offered him the other glass of

phosphorus. Mr. Smith started back in infinite alarm--'Not for worlds,

Sir, not for worlds; I beg to decline it.'

The Fire-king--"Then wherefore did you send me a challenge? You

pledged your honor to drink it, if I did; I have done it; and if you

are a gentleman, you must drink it too."

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