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"Yes, Martha," he answered, meekly, "it is very late, but I could not help it, and I insisted upon walking rather than have the tired, sleeping boy come out in the cold. I needed the exercise. I am not cold." "But you have taken cold. You needn't tell me, and I've got the water ready for a foot-bath, and some hot boneset tea. How did you leave Mr.
Silence was of opinion that Susan was getting to be "weakly and naarvy," and actually concocted an unmerciful pitcher of wormwood and boneset, which she said was to keep off the "shaking weakness" that was coming over her. In vain poor Susan protested that she was well enough; Miss Silence knew better; and one evening she entertained Mr.
I told her to make a good strong cup o' tea of it, and drink it hot, then git into bed and cover up warm, and sweat, and by to-morrow she wouldn't know she had a cold." The doctor looked from Drusilla to Mrs. Beaumont, hardly knowing what to say. This little old lady, with her sunbonnet and her boneset tea, was not the usual visitor he encountered in the homes of his fashionable patients.
"I thought last week she looked pinched and I asked if she felt bad but she said she felt all right, she was just a little bit tired sometimes. I guess teachin' forty boys and girls ain't any too easy, Becky." "My goodness, no! I'd rather tend hogs all day! But why don't you make a big crock of boneset tea and make her take a good swallow every day? There's nothin' like that to build abody up.
Pierre had charged Duc the incompetent upon matters for the old man's comfort, and had himself, with a curious sort of kindness, steeped the boneset and camomile in whisky, and set a cup of it near his chair. Then he had gone up to Throng's bedroom and straightened out and shook and "made" the corn-husk bed, which had gathered into lumps and rolls.
"An' Als'on can't pick cotton fas', nohow, kase he ain't use ter cotton neber see'd none till he come yere an' her know'd he'd git a cowhidin'. It's meaner'n boneset tea," said Edny Ann. "A heap meaner," assented Cat. "Sich puffawmance's wusser'n stealin' acawns frum a blin' hog."
When the laughter ceased and the doctor returned to his professional manner, asking her how she felt and starting to feel her pulse, she said: "Doctor, she's cured me. I haven't had a laugh like that for years. It's better than all your medicine. Boneset tea " and again she was off. Finally, when she had quieted, the doctor said: "I don't know but that her boneset tea is as good as anything else.
"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.
"Won't you please sit down? And excuse my appearance. I am not receiving but but I thought I would see you." Drusilla sat down. "Now that's real nice of you to see me. I heard you was sick had a bad cold; and I thought I'd come in and see if I couldn't help you. I brung some boneset. I nursed a lot when I was younger, and I found that boneset is the best thing in the world fer a cold.
You'd think he was weaned on wormwood and drunk nothing but boneset tea all his life long." However, it must be confessed that Ruth Fielding's thoughts were not much upon her Uncle Jabez or the Red Mill these days. The work of making the pictures occupied all her thought that was not taken up with study.
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