Under the shove heading the Doncaster Reporter of July 6th, 1887, publishes the following in its editorial colums:—Our readers may recall the circumstance of a young clerk, named Arthur Richold, falling insensible on the Wheatley Lane in this town some time ago, and being picked up, as he continued perfectly help-Jess, and taken in a cab by two gentlemen to the office of F. W. Fisher, Eaq., the solicitor who employed him. On restoring him to consciousness it was ascertain that he was afflicted with what seemed to bean incurable disease. When he was able to speak he said he had been to his dinner and was on his way back to his work, when suddenly his head was in a whirl and he fell in the street like a man who is knocked down. On coming to his senses in the solicitor's office he thought what this might mean, and feared he was going to have a fit of illness, which we all know is a very dreadful thing for a poor man with a family to care for.
With this in his mind he at once sought the best medical advice, telling the doctors how he had been attacked. They questioned him, and found that his present malady was
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