Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1907-03-28

passing the winter, and no doctor
could be found nearer. There seemed
no other way than to trust to Fonts
knowledge of rattlesnake.bite.
But the little fellow was gone 80
long that the boys began to fear that
he had fooled them. They were on
the point of despair when he pushed
through the swamp thicket again, car
rying some leaves and roots in his
hands.
"This will cure snake-bite,'' he
said. 1T is an old Indian cure.
Rub the leaves on the sore and chew
the roots.'
Font handed the frightened boy
severa pieces Of root, which he began
to chew eagerly. Meanwhile Font
rubbed the wound vigorously with
the leaves. A green slime seemed to
e1ude from the leaves, as lie rubbe 1,
and when this was smeared over the
whole hand he smiled with satisfac-
ton.
The roots that the sufferer was
forced to chew were bitter, and he
made many wry face as he swallow
ed the juice. Finally he asked:
How long must l chew them ?"
Till the swelling goes down" re-
piled Font, with serious air.
For half an hour the trio stood
watching results. The two frighten-
ed city boys hardly dared look at any
thing except the swollen arm, which
was now actually growing smaller.
"See, the swelling is going down."
said Bob
"Yes," gasped Harry, "but l can't
stand this much longer. It's making
me sick"
A deathly pallor spread over his
face and Font looked up with con-
Germ. Then he said quietly:
Maybe that will do now. The
swelling has gone down some."
With an expression of intense re-
lief Harry took the roots out Of his
mouth and tried to look happy.
But he was far from feeling e1ultant,
even though he knew that his life
had been saved.
"Do you think there is any danger
now," he asked apprehensively.
mot if you go right home and
stay in bed two days" said Font.
You mustn't get up and go around.
Two days in bed, the indians say, and
then the poison will go away"
With this advice carefully cherish
ed in their minds, Harry and Bob
parted from the little fellow; but not
until after they had inquired where
he lived. When the two boys were out
of sight, Font threw himself on the
grass ard rolled around in paroxys SIMS
of laughter.
Three days later three horsemen
drew rein before the log house Of
Fonts father, nesting snugly in a
beautiful orange grove. The boy,
from his hiding place in the grove,
recognized Bob and Harry, and the
man accompanying them he took to
be their father.
Font came out when the riders
shouted to attract somebody stten.
ton. Immediately the two boys
shouted:
There he is now That's the boy i
The gentleman rode up to Font and
dismounted Taking the boys hand
in one of his he said:
my lad, l owe to you the life of
one of my sons. Harry told me how
you saved him from death when
rattlesnake bit him.
Font felt uneasy, and rested fret
on one loot and then on the other.
1--WE have come to thank you,'' the
gentleman continued, land also to
reward you.
He put his hand into his pocket
and drew out his pocket book. This
was too much for Font, and he raised
his hand in protest:
mo, no." he said, 81 don't want
any reward ; II don't deserve any"
"Why, my lad you certainly do, if
you saved my sons life, the gentle
man said.
"But-"Then Font hesitated and
smile crept over his face. BE
glanced from one face to another.