The ledger. [volume] (Gaffney City, S.C.) 1896-1907, January 09, 1896, Image 5
THE WEEKLY LEDGER; GAFFNEY, S. C., JANUARY 9, 1896.
EARTH BOUND.
who will for si rry love,
jJystorlfs of the i i i.y war,
O’er the secrrt t; ;i In. a rose,
Gathorcd from tli • iatai t ray.
Hocdkt . I
Of the hky:
ftlve mo what thu j;ras>e8 my
Whispering down tho rummer day.
Search who lists the unfathomed dee>
Far below the lave hing waves,
’stful what the ng. s keep
ftcly hid on oci an eaves.
Naught 1 ears
What they bear;
Tell ms what the bubbles hym»,
Dancing on the billow’s brim.
Turn who longs the dusty scroll,
Eecord of a ran; bed age,
Seek what 1 red the hiro's ser.1,
Nssvwi his aim er dulled Lis rsys.
What 1 ; ; ia*
Never li a;
Give *u* but the faithful chart
Of my com rude'a lovi.:;: heart.
-tomuel Minium Peck in Loston Traaseriipt.
"Well, if this bo so, let n« now np-
point it meeting place. ”
'•Where?”
tolas : t
THE CORNET PLAYER.
time on the
It m euJ
“Cen Basilio, play ns a
flornet, and v.c will dunce,
here under the tries.”
"Yes, yes, Don Datilio, play howie-
Wng."
"Bring him fh« eornet Joaquin !•
iracticing with. ”
"It is not n very rood me, but you’ll
flay fur us, will you not, Don iiusilto?”
"No."
"You wcu'lf”
"No."
"But why?"
"Because I don't Irnow how.”
"He doci ti'l Lnuwhow ! L.d you svtff
fee such a hypoei i e?”
"Come, come, D. n Busilia Why, we
know you’to been Icuder o* a unlitavy
kaud”—
"*Ynd that eohody could play theeor-
eet like yourself”—
"Aud that you have a ponsioa from
the govennuont’ —
"Well, yes, it’s the truth. 1 have born
a musician iu my time, and the cornet
was the instrument 1 played. But it is
elso true that years ago I gave my cor
net away to » poor player in need of cue
aud since that time have not so much as
hummed a tune."
" What a pity!”
"Oh. bat this utternuen yoi must play
for us. ”
"liciuember it is my birthday, grand
papa-”
"And litre is ths cornet at last."
"Now let's have a pretty tuuo.”
"A waltz!”
"No, a polka!"
"No, no; a fandango, • fandango—
our national dance. ”
"Don’t bother me, children. Have 1
not said that I cannot play?”
"But why can’t yon?”
"Because I’vo forgotten th« way, nnd
because, moreover, I have vowed never
to learn again. ”
"To whom did yoe make this vow,
father?”
"To myaelf, to a dead friend aud to
your poor mother, n y daughter.”
All the hr.g!it, childish factii grew sad
upon hearing these words.
"Oh, if you only knew at what cost 1
learned to play the cornet!” continued
the oM man.
"The story! The story!" exclaimed
the children "Toll us tho story."
"Well, yes," said Don Basilio, "it is
really a story worth telling. Listen, and
you shall judge for yourselves whether
I can or cannot play for you today."
And seating himself under a tree, sur
rounded by the wondering children, ho
told them tho story of how ho learned
to play tho cornet. Lot us listen to Don
Basilio:
»••«««
It is now 17 years ago that our belov
ed Spain was fsh .lan by civil war. Car
los and lab 1 disputed tho crown, aud
our countiymou, divided iu two fac
tious, shed their blood iu fratricidal con
flict.
1 had in those days a friend named
Ramon Gomez, cavalry Leutenant in
the tamo battalion, me of the best
hearted fellows 1 have ever known. Wo
were educated together; together we
left college; together had we passed
many happy days, aud together wo wi re
ready to dio f«,r libeity. Oh. 1 can truly
•ay that ho was more attached to tho
liberal cause than any of us, and his
loyalty was never questioned. Yet, oven
•o, a certain iujusiice committed hy our
chief, one of those abuses of authority
that wreck tho most honorable career,
made the cavalry lieutenant dcse;t the
ranks of his fellow soldiers, the friend
leave his friend, tho liberal abandon his
cause for that of a hated faction, tho
subordinate desire to kill his superior
ollioer.
Neither my warnings nor my entreat
ies availed to d ssuado him fioin this
rash step. It was a thing decided. lie
would change the helmet for the cap,
despising as he did tho rebels and their
cause.
At that time wo found ourselves iu
tho principality of , three miles
from the enemy. It was tho night iu
which Ramon was to desert—a cheer
less evening, cold and \vi t, on tho eve
of a battle. At midnight Ramon enter
ed my leu*. I was asleep.
"Basilio," he whispered iu my ear.
"Wlio's there?" I asked, waking with
■ start.
"It is I. Goodby."
"You are going already?"
"Yes. Goodby." And ho grasped my
band. "Listen," he continued. “If lo-
morrow there is a great battle, as is tho
rumor, and we come face to face in it"—
"I know, I know," I interrupted.
"We are friend-- '
"Good. We i hands and fight aft
erward. I shall uio tomorrow surely,
but not until I have fought my way to
the side of tho lieutenant colonel. An
for you, Basilio, do not expose yourself.
Glory is but a vapor."
"And life?"
"Well said. Make yourself a com*
mundaut Tho pay is not ethereal—
Hint is, not till one haHHtiiok<d it itway.
"In the hcvmifngo c? ft. Nic!
1 o’cl < k tomorrow r ’ t. lie u ho is
not (line by that time; .11 In* ::>. cn up
for by the other. Is it .vrioi d?"
"Agreed.”
"Well, then, goodby.”
"Goodby. ’’
Wc embraced affeef‘onatrly and part
ed, Ramon disappearing under shelter
of tho darkness.
*#•***
As wo had expected, the rebels at-
taeked ns the following day. Ti.c action
was a bloody cue and ba ted frem -‘5
o’clock in the aftoincnu until n ghifalb
About 5 o’elcekmy 1 attain n was rough
ly set upon by a par yef Alavescs led by
Ramon. He then wore the uniform and
decorations of a commandant and i n his
head was the white cap of the Car-lists.
I ordered my company to fire upon Ra
mon’s forces. Ho retaliated, aud soon
our battalions were engaged in a hand
to baud struggle. We were victorious,
and Ramon was forced to retreat with
the scattered remnants of his band, not,
however, before he had slain with his
own hand our lieutenant colonel, who
opposed a desperate but vain rei istanc*
to the fury of his antagonist.
Toward sunset the fortunes of war
turned against us and p; i t of my unfor
tunate company was, with myself, cut
off from the main body and forced to
surrender. I was taken ptisoncr to the
little village of . v. k ch the Carlin
thi n occupied, and as the war was with
out quarter on their side I expecUd to
be immediately put to death.
While confined, disheartened tnd
weary, iu the vilh go jail I hi aril th«
hour of 1 ring out, the time for my
meeting with Ramon. I asked for my
friend and was told, "ilc is a hero—
killed a lieutenant eoli m 1 with his own
hand—hut ho must undoubii dly h;;v<!
per shed iu tho la i hours of i .• battle.’’
"Why do you think so?” I asked.
" Because he has not yet come back
to camp and those ho commanded can
give no account of him.”
Oh, what I sulTeied flint uiplit! But
one hope remained to comfort me—that
Ramon was st ill awaiting mo at too her
mitage aud for this lea 'ii had not re
turned. "How tr ubled he will he when
he finds 1 do not come!” I said to my
self. "He w ill la iievc me dead, and,
indied, am I very far fn :n bc.ng so?
Sly last hour cannot now be far dis
tant.’’ At daybreak n c-lr.p'uin entered
the prison. My companions iu misery
were t h : ping.
"D .itir?" I exclaimed upon eeeiug
tho priest.
“Yes,” lie ronlied softly.
"Now?” 1 asked.
"No; within tlnre hours.”
A few miuutm l.-.tor my fellow pris
oners had aw. i.rii d. h'obs, cries and
blasphemies filh I tho pri • n.
Everyman about to die r urlly has
one idea that is ever prennt in his
thoughts and to which heelings. Sait
was with ms, and weakne:s, fever, <r
mmlnc. a, I know not which, filled my
mind with thoughts of my fiiend—of
Ramon l.ving, of Ramon dead, of Ra
mon waiting forme in the hermitage,
of Rana n waiting for me in heaven—
and rn powerfully had tlu. e ideas taken
posse ion of my mind that I thought of
nothing else (luring tl • .-e hcurtVbf. gony.
Tin y took off my captain’s uniform
and v. raj p. d mo in an old soidier’a
cloak, plac.rg upon my head the Carli-st
cap. Thus 1 marched to my death with
my 1!) com.]: :.ii ns in minty. One only
battle, I vretit on fighting desperately
until the close of tho action. Then, as
the moon ro e, I tlioi n of you and of
our appn nl cut, and dircc cd my steps
1 i the old h inita-T. with the intention
of awui ing y-m ti. ;e. It was about 10
o’clock when I arrived; fo, as tho hour
•greed upon was 1, I lay down to sleep.
At the stroke of 1, I awoke with a start
to find myself alone. Two, three, four,
the 1.ours rang cut. and .-.till y u did not
come. Without doubt, I said to my
self, ho is dead, and with a heavy
heart I set out at daybreak for the rebel
camp. All had given mo up for lost, so
1 was received wiih joy aud tho general
showered d s im tion upon me.
"Afterward I k-irnrd that sonio pris
oners were to be executed that morning.
A presentiment filled my mind. ‘Can
Basilio bo among them?’ I thought. I
ran toward the place of execution. The
soldiers of the firing squad had already
taken their position. 1 heard tho report
cf the rifles as they rang out iu volleys
on the still morning air. At length I
reached the scene amt threw my eyes
rapidly •long tho lino of victims, but
can sco nothing. Anguish blinds me;
fear unnerves um At length I distin
guish you hut twt places removed from
that of death! What is to be done? I go
m; d, give a shout, break through tho line
of soldiers, and rush to your side, aud,
flingii’ X my aims around you, exclaim
hoar, i iy:
" ‘Yhis one, no! This ens, no, my
general!’
"T he general who was In charge of
tho ext cut ion aud who knew me so fa-
vi rah.y by n y 1 . Lavior in the previous
day’s 1 attle asked curii m ly:
" ‘Why? Js he a miaffeiau?’
"That woid was for mo what it
would bo for a man burn blind to sud
denly sco the i-un in all its splendor.
The light tf luqc fell cu my eyes aud
dazzled them.
" ‘Musician!’ I cried. ‘Yes, yes, my
general. A music an. a great musician!’
" ‘What instrument dee* ho play?’
inquired the general.
" ‘The—the—cr—that ia—why, of
course, the cornet! Ho plays tho cor-
net!’
" ‘Are wo in need of a cornet player?’
•aid he, turning to the leader cf tho
band. Five seconds, live eternities, be
fore the answer came:
" ‘Yes, general; i-no is needed.’
" ‘Well, then,’continued the general,
‘remove tlnd man 'from tho ranks and
let the executions proceed at once.’
"Then i caught you iu my arms and
brought yon here.”
Kcaiv.-iy had Rumen eenred speaking
when 1 an. e, tn luLiing, and between
laughter And tears embraced him, suy-
iug:
"I owe my life to you.”
‘‘Ik.-illy tint,” rep! 1 Rmnon.
"Niiiiit do juu mean?” 1 exdainir 1.
"Can you play Iho cornet?” ho asked.
THE LOAF OF OREAD
CARBOLIC ACID ANTIDOTE.
SUPERSTITIONS OF f'' NY LANDS CON
NECTED Ti -WITH.
Orijjln of the Slgnlnr; i f the Croo.i—VThc.t
A Crack Across t ho Loaf —The Oren
a Sacred Object—Omens Uclatinx to
Birth, Marriage raid Dr-nth.
summer, when I
days at a farm-
Ah, but all
“What ni'i
not without {
morrow Wf
,has now ended fur me.
tidy thoughts!” 1 cried,
at the heart. "To-
irvive the battle. ”
hail b:\n paid uc.l, :.;;d this becam e bo
was a music:::!. The Carlists at that
time spared tin lives < f all musicians
on ;:c: ant of time being a great bcarcily
of tli. i in tlicii battalii'iis.
"Ami were you a mu-ician. Dun Ba-
silio? D <i j-ou tavo your, e lf by that?”
exclaimed his hearers with one breath.
"No, my childien,’’ rc: ]imdi d the
votcau. "1 then .knew uothiug of mu
sic. ”
Well, the execution rquud drew np iu
line and we wi re p'.iccd facing it. I
was No. 11 iu the row—that is towiy,
1 sh' uld 1 o the i 1 viu’.h t idic. Then I
thunglit of my w ile ; ;1 my i-’iild—of
you aud your poor uio!her, my (laugh
ter !
The firing began. Those awful death
volleys madiiei ! I uio. As my (yc.- were
baud.iged 1 eis.ild not ice n.y conipun-
ions fall one by one. I w ished to count
the dischacgi s so:,.-; to bo able to prepare
myself for the la t moment, but at the
third or fourth volb y I lo. t count. Oh,
tho echo of those ih As will revoberatu
in my heart and brain forever as they
rang out that fatal day! At one moment
they wero a thousand leagues away;
the next, their thunder sci mod topis!
within my very ear. Aud the volley con
tinued.
"Now!’’ I thought. The sharp report
followed, and 1 was still alive.
"This will ho it!’’ 1 said, and then I
felt myself sei/. -d by the shoulder and
dragged out of tho ranks, while voices
sounded in my cars. 1 fell unconscious
to the ground, the last thought that
passed through my mind being that I
had boon shot and was dying.
Afterward it s -eiii d tome that I was
lying stretched on my pri- ai cot. 1 half
raised myself and lookid around me,
try.ng to pierce the dmknoss wilh my
eyes. A shadow more obscure than tiio
others appeared to detach itself and
bend over me. ll had tho outline of a
man. My lips mminmcd mechanically
the name of him who had been so much
iu my thoughts.
"Ramon!"
"What is it?” replied tho shadow.
I ■hwlducd. "My God!” I ex
claimed. "Gan I ho in the other world?”
"No,” replied tho saii-.n voice.
"Ramon, you still live?”
"Yes."
"And I"-
"Also."
"Whore itn I? This is not timber-
milage of it. Nil lb his aud I still u
pt'i in i , or I is it all Lee u u dioam?”
‘‘N-‘, B : iho, you lave not been
dre in ng. Listen :
“A you know, yc«tci tay 1 killed the
lieuli iiaut colonel i.i fan tight After
ward, mad with the excitement of the
"Then you do not owe mo your life;
rather it is that 1 have compromised
my own safety without secumig yours. ”
I fc It my heart grow cold within me.
"And music, ho continued, "do you
know anyth ng of that?”
"Very linio. You will remember
what they taught us in college.’’
"Little, iiiuccd, or, bi tter said, noth
ing ” replied Ramon. "You wall die,
without the slight. , t doubt, and I also 1
as a traitor. .It:, t think of ii! In looays
the band to which you belong is to be
orgnin/td. ”
"Fifn cn days!”
"NT iihcr moro u<r less. And ns yon
will not be able to take your pl.ico in it
(for G: d will not work a miraele) we
shall both bo shot.”
"To pul you to death!” I cried.
"You, ft.r my sake; for me, whom you
have ii; kedyour Lie to save! Ah, heav
en will not permit it. Wuhiu 15 days I
shall h arii to play the cornet!”
Ramon burst into a laugh.
Wind mure shall I say, my children?
In 15 days—oh, power of the human
i will—in 15 days, with their 15 nights—
fur I slept no more than nuturo corn-
pcliul in half a month—iu 15 days I
had L arnod to play tim cornet.
Ythat (li-.y.- those were! Ramon and I
left camp early each inuining and passed
hour: w.th a musician who came from
a ui glihornig village to teach mo.
1. cape! Icaiin .d this thought in
your iyes. Ah, nothing more impossi
ble. 1 was a prisoner. They never re
laxed their vigilance, and Raiuou did
nut v, i. h to escape without mo.
It seems to me now us if in all that
time I could ne.ther cat nor ah epnor
think of might save my cornet. I was
l insane, and mu-nc was my monomania.
I was nsolv 'd to learn, and 1 did.
And if I had been dumb I should have
spoken; and paralytic, I should have
walked; and blind, should have seen—
because I willed it.
Oh, the will answers for nil. Resolu
tion is power. Children, icaru this great
truth—to will is to achieve.
I saved thud my Lie and that of my
frit..il. Bet 1 went mad, and my mad-
ne. was the art Iliad learned. It might
bo sa 11 that in three years tho cornet
never 1 ft my hand. Do re mi-fa-sol-la-
si—behold my world during that time.
But Ramon did not abandon me. To
gether wo emigrated to France, and
there I continued my playing. Tho cor
net was my. c if—it seemed to ring in
my month. The people, the notabilities
in the art, all gathered to hear me. It
was a wonder, a marvel. The cornet
i;< mod toyield to my lingers; it became
elastic; it moaned; it wept; it cried
aloud; it imitated the birds, the wild
bin -Is, tho human sob—
Thus passed two years more. At tho
end i f tlial time Ramon died. Gazing
upon iny friend's dead body, I recovered
my reason, and when, then in my right
mind, I one day took up tho cornet aud
ti I to play, 1 found to my astonishment
that the power had Itlf me.
Will you now ask me to play a tune
for your dance?—From the bpanisli iu
Chic.igo 1 iibune.
Ati I xonlli-Iit Vi'tft-table.
Young bamboo stick - n uko an excel
lent vc,‘ela.on, parliinlarly with tho
sa a n gcoi i.o ,y given wiih asparagus.—
| Washington Fust.
Ef-
Ono moruiug last
was spending a few
house in cas'nru Ohio, the good house
wife showed that she was troubled.
Naturally I inquired the cause. "Oh,”
Bho said, "I’m aliaid something dread
ful will happen. This morning 1 put a
batch of bread into the oven, and all the
loaves except one cracked across the
top.”
“What if they did?” I replied iu
tones of curiosity.
“Don’t you know,” she said, with an
air of surprise, ‘‘that when bread cracks
across the top it means misfortune to
some one in the family? I would not
have had it happen for the world. ”
As I left a few days after this mishap
to tho bread I never learned whether tho
sign was a true omen or not. However,
the housewife had contributed to my
stock of information aud had given me
an item of folklore that led to further
investigation.
One ot my German friends tolls me
that in many pints of Ins native country
tho housewife still believes that cracks
on the top of the loaf of bread indicate
the death of some one in the household,
or perhaps misfortune to a dear friend,
while cracks on the lower side of tho
bread are taken to indicate a birth.
As many of us know, our bakers mark
the sign of a cross upon the dough be
fore placing it in tho oven. Tho reason
for making this sign becomes plain
when we know the origin of the custom.
Almost all our superstitious about bread
date Lack to old pagan days, though
they have been greatly modified so as to
conform to Christian beliefs. With tho
ancient Romans tho bak ng of bread
and cakes was often invested with a re
ligious significance, especially the cakes
offered to the gods and goddesses. These
cakes were prepared in a particular way,
and aftiu being maikcd with the symbol
of the deity in whose honor they were
ofi'ered they were supposed to possess
supernalural viri ucs.
Tho old domestic practice was modi
fied when Chrisnauity became trium
phant, and m place of a pagan symbol
the early Christian housewife not only
used to make the sign ot the cro^-s when
the began to knead the dough, hut she
maikcd that sign upon her loaf before
placing it iu the oven. Why? Limply
because the sign of the cru s iu tho rec
ognized Christian protecting mark
ug--.in.--t the attacks of evil spirits, w itches
and the like. Hence bread mark .1 with
the cvo.-n is supposed to bo witchproof,
will bake all right, not crack across the
top, eic.
Just as tho Jews have pnssover cakes
and other peoples have had specially
prepared food for their religious festi
vals, so tho Christians have cakes for
certain seasons. Our hot cross buns on
Good Friday are simply modern repre
sentatives of tho cakes used at some old
pagan festival. In days gone by tho
cakes and buns baked at Easter were
supposed to possess great virtues. Thus
it is an old belief that the observance
of eating cross buns on Good Friday in
sures, so to speak, the house from fire
for the coining year.
In truth, to study the superstitions
about bread is to take a wide lesson in
folklore. These superstitions relate to
tin kneading trough, the oven, bakers
imd bread. For instance, in many parts
of France the urche, or kneading trough,
is more than a rude kitchen utensil. It
is often a pretty bit of furniture. M.
yd Allot, who lias collected many of the
superstitions of the French folk relative
to bread, quotes the story of a thief w ho
enti ml the window of a house with in
tent to commit burglary, but refused to
st( p on the trough siill containing the
dough, believing that to do so would bo
an impiety.
A writer in one of tho recent num
bers of an English magazine says that
in Got tlaud the cross is still signed be
fore the oven fire is lighted or the dough
kneaded. This practice is very common
in tho country districts all over Europe.
Iu Brittany tho housewife makes the
sign of the cross with the right hand
while she places the left hand in tho
trough. After tho dough is kneaded, tho
lid of tho trough is shut, and so is the
door, for if the cat should enter the
room tho bread would not rise. Certain
charms or invocations aro used to cause
the bread to multiply itself. Thus tho
peasant housewife adjures tho dough to
imitate the leaven, the wheat the miller
and to rise, yho would be very angry if
any one should sing or whistle m tho
room while she is making the loaf.
In some parts of Europe the bake oven
is almost a sacred object. In certain
places of Brittany, for example, it is
dedicated with ceremonies. The wood is
sprinkled with blessed water. The prop
cr licat is attested by tho melting of a
bottle, and finally an egg is broken for
lin k. Besides there are certa n nays on
wh eh bread must not be baked, as on
Huiy Friday or during tho night o. AT
ya.nts, when tho ghosts would bo sure
to i t it.
Tho loaf of bread itself is connect! d
with a whole crowd of superstitious. A
long time resident in Franco iutormsme
that the custom of marking tho bread
with the sign of t lie cross before cutting
it is very general. Sometimes the fir.M
mouthful of broad is used to make tins
sign. According to an old Fnglish su
perstition, if a loaf accidentally parts m
the hand while an unmarried lady ■
en’ting it this may bo taken to ind an
Vida r that she will not be married dui
ing the next lb’ months, or, what i.*
worse, that iliero will ho di.v-oiiHions of
some Lind in tho family. Home folk-
have a fear of turning a loaf upsi i.
down after cutting it. Of course it i
everywhere regarded ns had luck for i
piece of bread to fail on tho buttered
side.—New York Fo»t.
Discovery Ttiat A’- Vc I ’■
lect ci t.iH I’ .
On May 4, lb9i). a!) 1 : o’< ' k
p. in., M s. X , while o. , led
wiih her liu hand, ru-' i 1 • . .aud
swallowed an ounce of 1 ' holio
acid with suicidal intent. .. X Il l-
lowed Li ; wife in less than 15 minutes,
to find her lying (,:i tho fl . r iu :s (io p
sleep, from which ho could not rou e
her. Ho noticed au empty Loti lo on the
bureau labeled c rliolie acid aud recog
nized its odor tlnougli the room.
Medical aid was immediately sum
moned, when two physicians promptly
responded, made a hunied examination
of the condition aud surroundings of
the patient, who was in a profound stu
por, with pupils contrac ed to pin
points, injected atropine to antagonize
the poison supposed to have been taken
aud then used tho stomach pump.
Demulcents—such as olive oil, glyc
erin, etc. — and limewater aud sul
phuric acid were also administered with
the stomach pump about this time, and
au effort was made to waken the pa
tient with the funulic current, but
without result. Mrs. X. was now allow
ed to remain undisturbed until 9:‘J0 p.
m., when an attempt to restore her to
consciousness succeeded. On first awak
ening she was dazed, rambled and was
unable lo realize her posit.on for a few
minutes, but soon rallied and answered
questions readily. When a.- Led what she
had used, w nhoui he: . atiou she replied
carbolic ra id aud wh.sky, and that she
experienced but li.rlcpuiuor burning
sensation and declared she slept sound
ly, having pleasant dreams.
Willi the exception of slight nausea
aud depression of spirits for a few days
she suffered little or no more inconven
ience and made a rapid and satisfac
tory convalescence, and has enjoyed ro
bust health ever since.
The slight corn.: ivo action and free
dom from pain experienced on the pres
ent occasion proved the value of her ex
periments and suggests a new aud elu-
cient plan of treatment iu carbolic acid
poisoning. A mixture ll equal parts of
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moved with al. olio!, follow ed by tho ap-
plicatiuu of a pud of absorbent cotton
saturated with alcohol.
By this means the stain was removed
aud pmu relieved until heat was felt iu
tho pad, when both stain and pain dis»
uppemed. Tho heated pad was now dis
carded and replaced by one of a similar
kind, freshly prepared, when 'stain and
pain van iked a second time, to return
with heat in the pud. This pliouomonou
continued as long as heat developed in
the pad and ceased when it was no lou-
gi r evolved. Tho only result besides re
lieving the itching was an intenso red-
ue.-s of the skin over the affected area,
which disappeared iu a few days, at
tended by de. quamation of the cuticle.
This ease also affords a striking illus
tration cf tho resemblance in the symp
toms piodneed to carbolic acid aud opi
um poisoning. Tho diagnostic feature
in the present ease was the quiet aud
regular breathing.
Alcohol, apart from its power as au
antidote, is required as a stimulant in
the majority of cases of carbolic acid
poisoning, to combat the intense depres
sion usually experienced, and it would
therefore appear as if alcohol were a
true ant idol;' in carbolic acid poisoning.
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