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Updated: May 9, 2025
"Ye, mass'! tell you doctor no good know nuffin' 't all 'bout it he kill you truss Ole Gabe he cure you. Come 'long, mass', no time t' be loss." I had for the moment forgotten the peculiar reputation which the black enjoyed that of a snake-charmer and snake-doctor as well, although I had so late been thinking of it.
I no longer doubted the skill of the snake-doctor. I was destined to witness still further proofs of the wonderful capabilities of my new acquaintance. I felt the natural joy of one whose life has been, saved from destruction singularly, almost miraculously saved. Like one who has escaped from drowning, from the field of slaughter, from the very jaws of death. The reaction was delightful.
The parivrajaka, with some humour as well as good surgery, recommends the actual cautery, or the amputation of the thumb; but the vidushaka pretending to be in convulsions and dying, the snake-doctor is sent for, who having had his clue refuses to come, and desires the patient may be sent to him: the vidushaka is accordingly sent.
I resolved to be quiet, though patient I could not be. My peril was too great. Physically I obeyed him. I sat down upon a log that same log of the liriodendron and under the shade of a spreading dogwood-tree. With all the patience I could command, I sat awaiting the orders of the snake-doctor. He had gone off a little way, and was now wandering around the glade with eyes bent upon the ground.
Well anyway, Father was delighted with her and showed it plainly. And if he liked her, he was positively funny when he met Lovelace Peyton. The snake-doctor came around the house, as usual galloping on the stick horse, and in one hand he had one of his best bottles full of something awful to look at and that smelled worse, even through the cork.
It was funny to see the snake-doctor lean across the dead-line and crane his sweet little neck to try to hear and see Tony inside the shed. And after Tony had squinted at and touched and nosed almost every inch of the shed, he came out with his hands in his pockets. "Any clue?" asked Roxanne, as anxiously as Roxanne could ask about anything from the cloud.
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