The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1904-08-07

cines made out of living things
read and puzzled till his head was
aching and muddled. 81 am of Opin-
ion" said the book, that the Suet of
a Goat mixed with a little Sutfron is
an excellent OINTMENT, especially for
pains, as any is" Then, The FrOath
of the Sea, it is hot and dry; Being
mixed with powdered crabs fhells, it
helps chills. 1t helps baldnefs, and
trinity decks the head with hair"
Again. THE Bone that is found in the
Heart of a Stag is as fovereign Cor
dial and as great ftrengthener of
the Heart as any is, being beaten into
Powder" Thus on and on-pouring
over the list of strange cures.
THE heart of a stag" he thought
putting his hand to his brow. Nov
they's deal in that. I'm thinkin'."
He fell asleep over the table at last
with his head on the old book.
Ishmael brought the punt in from
the grounds early next day, The sun
was out-shining bright and warm:
the morning mist had been driven
away. The harbor was still and hot
and yellow. Ezra was sitting in the
sunshine by the cottage door, sea and
harbor spread before him, from the
messy rocks below to the far-off line
over those places which had long been
known to him.
=" tbs a fine time t. sit in the sun"
he said, when Ishmael came up.
''Ay, by" said Ishmael. his eyes
shining; but you'll soon be sailin' i'll
it. Twill be moare t your taste, I'm
thinkin'."
"Ishmael," said Ezra, "has you
has you had the dream? '
CT n
his lips quivered. and he turned his
eyes away, fearing new disappoint-
ment.
"Ay," said Ishmael, "the dream has
come"
as it sure cure man? Tell
"'Tis the heart of bull-the heart
of a black bull with a white face,
said Ishmael. Sure | knows noa bull
like that, but they must be one some
where. else the Lard wouldn't "a
told me So"
"Thev is" Ezra whispered in awe.
"'Tis Jacob Swift's bull t Round
Island. l knows un we'll. 'Tis black
bull with 4 white face"
Il knowed they was" said Ishmael.
quietly. well, by" said Ishmael.
quietly well by" he went on, ssyou
takes the heart from a live black bull
with a white face. Then you 'biles un
for two days in a black pot. Which
done, you smokes un an dries un like
a salmon. Then you grinds un to
powder-an' takes un regular in goats
milk. 'Tis cure for the declinc-'tis
sure cure!"
Jacob Swift's bull. He's a Wonderful
white face, that one!'
"'TiS queer" Ishmael unused. "what
things the Lard keeps track Of. ',ris
queer, now, that He knoWed they was
white-faced bull hereabout-'tis
wonderful queer!'
81 wonder what Jacob Swift'll be
askin' for the heart of his bull?"
Twill be so much, I'm thinkn','
said Ishmael. las the whole bulls
worth"
GAY, he's a mean man."
eve some silver" said Ishmael,
(which would be part o the price. y
riff da)g *dht,w( ffi5" 'uog III Ysv5' "
i've a punt an two salmon-nets. ="
said Ezra. "'Tis like can sell un for
something.
Ezra said the wife Mary, coming
through the door, I've heered you
talkin'. man." she said, laying her
clasped hands on her bosom, but I'm
-I'm-happy! I've the garden BY
"Noa, noa, woman" said Ezra. "I'll
not have you lose thing your fawther
give you. I'll do it,
But by" said she, when you
gets well twill be easy { get vi
back"
"Ay," said Ezra softly, cts true
When I gets we'll, Mary, I'll buy III
back. I'll buy you two gardens. dear
when 1 gets t the fishin' agin."
"Ah, Ezra" she said, but twill be
fine t. have you strong agin. Ny, but
'twill!/
You is a Iovin' wife, Mary" he al.
swered; and he added, solemnly, IAN
I'll be a lovin' man t YOU"
blessed be the name o the Lard,
said Ishmael, because He has madc
known the cure!'
Jimmie Lutte was dispatched tC
Round Island with the healed from
PARKWAY Cove to buy the heart OF
the black bull with the white face
When Jacob Swift. who owned the
bull. perceived the urgency of thcil
business, he demanded all that they
had for said he, IF the, Lard Coo
Almighty keeps an eye on my bull, us
a gran fine bull; an if the Lard set!
such store by the heart o the bast
'tWould be noa more'n respectful FOL
me t. put a good price on it. Bu
what cared Ezra? What cared Mary
Jimmie Lutte? What cared they al
when they had the queer, black pow
der safe in the jar? 1t was happy
wonderful hour, indeed, when the cure
was begun.
'T' think o. you bein' strong agin"
said Mary. Just t. think o that! Sure
can hardly bear it, Ezra-I cal
hardly bear the joy of it."
"Ay, tbs a wonderful thing, this
cure said Ezra. Does you think
Ishmael," turning to the healer
chat twill cure me in two weeks?"
I'm not SO sure O. that, by" said
| Ishmael. Sometimes the Lard works
slow, an sometimes tbs wonderful
fast. Twill not be moare'n three
weeks, I'm thinkin."
'The herrin' bait'll be comm in,
said Ezra, taking the medicine jar II
his hand to fondle it. ."In three weeks
I'll be settin' me nets again. III!
hard t. think it, Ay,' he whispered
tbs hard t believe"
Mary was quick to mark his ex
haustion-his dull stare, the flush, tllt
rasping breath.
"'Tis time for you t. be goain' t
bed by she said softly.
cay" he answered its time fol
you t. help me up. But at this time
H. l.