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4.2
4.2 Story of an Emigrant.
house as fast as our legs would carry us. The doctor tried
his very best; but, nevertheless, in a few days the flesh and
the nails began to peel off, and two doctors decided to
amputate all the lingers on my right hand. Fortunately I did not
mvc mv consent, but told them that I would rather die ol
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gangrene than live without hands, for my future depended
exclusively on them.
My friend Eustrom, having heard of my misfortune, soon
came to visit me, and brought with him an old Irish woman
who was something of a doctor, and cured my hands
by means of a very simple plaster which she prepared
herself. But I was forced into complete inactivity for
more than three months, during which time I was entirely
helpless, and had to be washed, dressed, and fed like an infant.
But, as to me, the old proverb has always proved true:
’’When things are at the worst they’ll mend." There were
men and women in my accidental home who willingly
tended to me in my trouble. May God bless them for it!
In the latter part of March, Mr. Anderson, who had always
treated me with the greatest kindness, quite unexpectedly
told me that I was now able to work again and could try
to get a place with some other family in the neighborhood,
because he could not keep me any longer.
Our nearest neighbor was a genuine Yankee, Daniel Dustin
by name. lie was very rich, well read, liberal minded,
respectable and honest, but so closc that lie would scarcely let
his own family have enough food to eat, and his wife was
even more stingy. Mr. Dustin agreed to let me work for
my board until spring, and then he would give me five
dollars a month, which offer I cheerfully accepted. lie
immediately took me out into the woods to chop wood for the
summer, and he was to haul it home. The new, tender
mus-clcs and nails on my fingers made wood chopping very
painful to me, and I could feel every blow of the axe through
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