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"What's the plant, Granny?" asked Yan, carefully avoiding Sam's gaze. "Shure, an' it grows in the woods." "Yes, but I want to know what it's like and what it's called." "Shure, 'tain't like nothin' else. It's just like itself, an' it's called Witch-hazel. "'Witch-hazel blossoms in the faal, To cure the chills and Fayvers aall, "as cracked Jimmy says."

As we emerged from the cool, cave-like dampness of the mine and ran out into the wonderful night air of the Sierra foothills, warm, dry, redolent of witch-hazel, the carboy began to cough, and, after we had climbed out of the car and had sat down on the embankment to eat and drink, Bunt observed: "D'ye hear that bark? That kid's a one-lunger for fair.

But Tillie knew, that night, as she rubbed witch-hazel on her sore shoulder, that a far worse struggle was before her. In seeking to carry out the determination that burned in her heart to get an education, no aid could come to her as it had to-day, from her father's sense of religious awe.

Such witch-hazel blossoms as can be gathered in December are of course nothing but belated specimens. I remarked a few on the 2d, and again on the 10th; and on the afternoon of Christmas, happening to look into a hamamelis-tree, I saw what looked like a flower near the top.

Her long hiding in the thicket while she watched the queer proceedings of the stranger had chilled her through and through. Close to the black rock which had so excited him and which she had uncovered after he had gone, a little forked stick stood upright, and in its fork, with one end slanted to the ground, a twig of green witch-hazel still reposed.

Fifi returned directly with white cloths, scissors, and two large bottles. "I won't take hardly a minute you see! Listen, Mr. Queed. One of these bottles heals fairly well and doesn't hurt at all worth mentioning. That's witch-hazel. The other heals very well and fast, but stings well, a lot; and that's turpentine. Which will you take?" "The turpentine," said Mr. Queed in a martyr's voice.

and his picture of the Roman sheep-washing recalled, when we read it, similar scenes in the Country Brook. On its banks we could always find the earliest and the latest wild flowers, from the pale blue, three- lobed hepatica, and small, delicate wood-anemone, to the yellow bloom of the witch-hazel burning in the leafless October woods.

It was dreadful. And Mr. Courtlandt was such a gentleman. I could cry. But let your father be until to-morrow." "And have him wandering about with that black eye? Something must be done for it. I'm not afraid of him." "Sometimes I wish you were." So Nora entered the lion's den fearlessly. "Is there anything I can do for you, dad?" "You can get the witch-hazel and bathe this lamp of mine," grimly.

These were filled with an astonishing array of objects: bottles, vials, alembics, retorts, test tubes, decanters, cages, boxes, jars, pots, skulls, books, snake skins, wands, waxen images, pins and needles, locks of hair, crystal balls, playing cards, dice, witch-hazel forks, tails of animals, spices, bottles of ink in several colors, clay pipes, a small brass scale, compasses, measuring cups, a piggy bank which squealed off and on in a peevish way, balls of string and ribbons, a pile of magazines called The Warlock Weekly, a broken ukulele, little heaps of powder, colored stones, candle ends, some potted cacti, and an enormous cash register.

In order to develop skill in evoking the others, practise recalling them. Sit down for an hour of practice, as you would sit down for an hour of piano practice. Try to recall the taste of raisins, English walnuts; the smell of hyacinths, of witch-hazel; the rough touch of an orange-skin.

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