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Tell me more about the plants." "Forgive me," said the Harvester gently. "Just now I am collecting catnip for the infant and nervous people, hoarhound for colds and dyspepsia, boneset heads and flowers for the same purpose. There is a heavy head of white bloom with wonderful lacy leaves, called yarrow.
The sight of those square, little, gingham dresses, trimmed with scraps of lace and silk and with awkward sleeves standing straight out, brought to me, on that Oakland ferry, all my childhood again, and I was cuddled close between the surface roots of a great elm and from the nearby lane came the sight and scent of Bouncing Bet, Joe Pye Weed, Tansy, Yarrow, Golden Rod, Boneset, and over in the meadow the sight of cows and the smell of peppermint and water cress, beside a little stream.
An old iron crane, with various sized pothooks and links of chain, swung from the jambs at the will of the housewife. Boneset, wormwood and catnip had their places on the wall, together with ears of corn and strings of dried apples.
A niece, Cynthia, is being treated for the dropsy by "drinking copiously of a decoction made by charring wormwood in a close vessel and putting the ashes into brandy, and every night being subjected to a heavy sweat." It recommends plenty of blue pills and boneset for the ague. Later, Susan writes of a friend who is "under the care of both Botanical and Apothecary doctors."
He shook his head pitifully. His eyes at last settled on her, and he recognised her. He broke into a giggling laugh; the surprise was almost too much for his feeble mind and body. His hands reached and clutched hers. "Liddy! Liddy!" he whispered, then added peevishly, "the bread's sour, an' the boneset and camomile's no good. . . . Ain't tomorrow bakin'-day?" he added.
"I heard you moving about, and I've brought you something hot to drink," she said. "That's real good of you, Aunt Kate," was the cheerful reply. "But it's near supper-time, and I don't need it." "It's boneset tea for your cold," answered Aunt Kate gently, and put it on the high dressing-table made of a wooden box and covered with muslin. "For your cold, Cassy," she repeated.
But the frost ate the skin like an acid, and when Throng came to the door Pierre drove him back instantly from the air. "I only-wanted to say to Liddy," hacked the old man, "that I'm thinkin' a little m'lasses 'd kinder help the boneset an' camomile. Tell her that the cattle 'll all be hers an' the house, an' I ain't got no one but "
"Throng has a good Snider there," he said. "Bosh! Throng can't go." The old man coughed and strained. "If it wasn't only-half a lung, and I could carry the boneset 'long with us." Pierre slid off the table, came to the old man, and, taking him by the arms, pushed him gently into a chair. "Sit down; don't be a fool, Throng," he said.
There was always a little porringer of something steaming away on her stove, camomile, or boneset, or wormwood, or snakeroot, or tansy, and always a long row of fat bottles with labels on the chimney-piece above it. Eyebright fetched the medicine and the cup, and her mother measured out the dose. "I can't help hoping that this is going to do me good," she said.
But the frost ate the skin like an acid, and when Throng came to the door Pierre drove him back instantly from the air. "I only-wanted to say to Liddy," hacked the old man, "that I'm thinkin' a little m'lasses 'd kinder help the boneset an' camomile. Tell her that the cattle 'll all be hers an' the house, an' I ain't got no one but "
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