At length the Disease having overcome all remedies, he was brought into that condition, that growing hungry he would eat until Oesophagus was filled up to the Throat, in the mean time nothing sliding down into the Ventricle, he cast up raw (or crude) whatsoever he had taken in: when that no Medicines could help and he languished away for hunger, and every Day was in Danger of Death. I prepared an instrument for him like a Rod, of a whale Bone, with a little round Button of Sponge fixed to the top of it; the sick Man having taken down meat and drink into his Throat, presently putting this down in the Oesophagus, he did thrust down into the Ventricle, its Orifice being opened, the Food which otherwise would have come back again... (1).