Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1882-04-05

rendered useless for length of time and
that should be quite inOapacltated for
writing my letters. Well" said my
companion, CT know of one thing that
can assist you Shall I send for the
Tartar medicine man of the village?
These people really effect wonderful
cures. [ was once cured OF erysipelas
In the foot by one at IIkutsk after the
doctors had quite given up my case as
hopeless" ''Au right" said I, "any-
body will do--man or woman, / don't
care which, SO long as they can stop the
! blood" They are very strange people,
these village doctors, mostly Tartars, and
this healing power is said to be transmit
| ted from generation to generation In a
| peculiar manner. A man doctor, for in
stance, does not reveal the secrets of his
| formula to his male children, but to his
daughters, and these again never to their
daughters, but to their sons. The doc
| tor was there sooner than we expected,
| for the postmaster told US that the yem-
schik who was to drive us to the next sta
ton, was quite famous for his cures.
So this person was called ina compare
i lively young man, clad In rough sheep
skins, having kindly expression Of
countenance. He came into the room,
looked at my wound for moment and
then asked my companion for my name
and that Of my father. :" Ivan lvano-
witch, was the reply-John the son Of
John-and that l hoped the wound
would heal up completely in two days.
| With the valuable piece OF information
about my name and parentage the SIM
pie peasant put finger lightly on the
| tips of my two wounded members, and,
lifting his eyes to the ceiling, muttered,
| half audibly mysterious formula or
prayer in his Tartar tongue, OF which the
| only words could understand were Ivan
Ivanovitch. This was al. He said the
wounds would quickly heal within TIE
time specified. looked at the wounds,
which up to that moment had been
bleeding profusely, so much that small
pool of blood had formed On the floor,
and nv establishment was great to find
that the flow had stopped as if by magic,
and that red line of blood had already
CONCEALED Oh the margin of the torn
cuts. [ was struck with surprise; but
the work had been accomplished.
"Nothing else ?" enquired. "Noth-
ing at all, " was the response; but keep
the hand quiet and the wound will heal.
I took the precaution, however, to place
some cotton wool over the cuts and then
bind the fingers with handkerchief.
Two days afterward the cuts were joined
| together nlost completely. [ could again
use my fingers IN making notes III my
books, and to-day as [ am writing this
letter only two red streaks across the
knuckle Joints show that l was ever cut
at all, and the healing has been so per-
feet that my fingers are just as supple
| to-day as they were q week ago when L
made my bungling attempt to open the
can of prepared soup. Perhaps the
story of my healed cuts may appear trivi-
al or even foolish to you; it may be the
usual thing for torn cuts across the
knuckles to knit themselves together in
couple of days SO firmly that the fD-
gers may be used in writing without
pain and without danger of breaking
again, but, if so, I do not know it. In
deed, showing the scars yesterday to a
German doctor in Omsk he declared that
the healing had been effected in re-
markedly short space of time; that such
jagged cut wounds we're generally trou-
blesome for ten days or a fortnight, and
that regular practitioners ID Siberia rec
ognized the mysterious magnetic or
other power which the native doctor
possesses. I cannot discuss the psychol-
ogy of this subject; desire simply to
record my experience with this
Big cut healing young man,
This wound annealing young man,
This cream of Tartary,
Stop up your artery,
Laying on your hands young man.