He met me at Pineville, and we took the trolley1 car to his home. It is a big, neighbourless cottage on a hill surrounded by a hundred mountains.
We got off at his little private station, where John's family and Amaryllis met and greeted us. Amaryllis looked at me a trifle anxiously.
A rabbit came bounding across the hill between us and the house. I threw down my suit-case and pursued it hotfoot. After I had run twenty yards
and seen it disappear, I sat down on the grass and wept disconsolately2.
"I can't catch a rabbit any more," I sobbed3. "I'm of no further use in the world. I may as well be dead."
"Oh, what is it -- what is it, Brother John?" I heard Amaryllis say.
"Nerves a little unstrung," said John, in his calm way. "Don't worry.Get up, you rabbit-chaser, and come on to the house before the biscuits
get cold." It was about twilight4, and the mountains came up nobly to Miss Murfree's descriptions of them.
Soon after dinner I announced that I believed I could sleep for a year or two, including legal holidays. So I was shown to a room as big and cool
as a flower garden, where there was a bed as broad as a lawn. Soon afterward5 the remainder of the household retired6, and then there fell upon
the land a silence.
I had not heard a silence before in years. It was absolute. I raised myself on my elbow and listened to it. Sleep! I thought that if I only
could hear a star twinkle or a blade of grass sharpen itself I could compose myself to rest. I thought once that I heard a sound like the sail
of a catboat flapping as it veered7 about in a breeze, but I decided8 that it was probably only a tack9 in the carpet. Still I listened.
Suddenly some belated little bird alighted upon the window-sill, and, in what he no doubt considered sleepy tones, enunciated10 the noise generally
translated as "cheep!"
I leaped into the air.
"Hey! what's the matter down there?" called John from his room above mine.
"Oh, nothing," I answered, "except that I accidentally bumped my head against the ceiling."
The next morning I went out on the porch and looked at the mountains. There were forty-seven of them in sight. I shuddered11, went into the big
hall sitting room of the house, selected "Pancoast's Family Practice of Medicine" from a bookcase, and began to read. John came in, took the book
away from me, and led me outside. He has a farm of three hundred acres furnished with the usual complement12 of barns, mules13, peasantry, and
harrows with three front teeth broken off. I had seen such things in my childhood, and my heart began to sink.
Then John spoke14 of alfalfa, and I brightened at once. "Oh, yes," said I, "wasn't she in the chorus of -- let's see --"
"Green, you know," said John, "and tender, and you plow15 it under after the first season."
"I know," said I, "and the grass grows over her."
"Right," said John. "You know something about farming, after all."
"I know something of some farmers," said I, "and a sure scythe16 will mow17 them down some day."
On the way back to the house a beautiful and inexplicable18 creature walked across our path. I stopped irresistibly19 fascinated, gazing at it. John
waited patiently, smoking his cigarette. He is a modern farmer. After ten minutes he said: "Are you going to stand there looking at that chicken
all day? Breakfast is nearly ready."
"A chicken?" said I.
"A White Orpington hen, if you want to particularize."
"A White Orpington hen?" I repeated, with intense interest. The fowl20 walked slowly away with graceful21 dignity, and I followed like a child after the Pied Piper. Five minutes more were allowed me by John, and then he took me by the sleeve and conducted me to breakfast.
After I had been there a week I began to grow alarmed. I was sleeping and eating well and actually beginning to enjoy life. For a man in my
desperate condition that would never do. So I sneaked22 down to the trolley-car station, took the car for Pineville, and went to see one of the best physicians in town. By this time I knew exactly what to do when I needed medical treatment. I hung my hat on the back of a chair, and said rapidly:
"Doctor, I have cirrhosis of the heart, indurated arteries23, neurasthenia, neuritis, acute indigestion, and convalescence24. I am going to live on a
strict diet. I shall also take a tepid25 bath at night and a cold one in the morning. I shall endeavour26 to be cheerful, and fix my mind on
pleasant subjects. In the way of drugs I intend to take a phosphorous pill three times a day, preferably after meals, and a tonic27 composed of
the tinctures of gentian, cinchona, calisaya, and cardamom compound. Into each teaspoonful28 of this I shall mix tincture of nux vomica, beginning
with one drop and increasing it a drop each day until the maximum dose is reached. I shall drop this with a medicine-dropper, which can be procured29
at a trifling30 cost at any pharmacy31. Good morning."
I took my hat and walked out. After I had closed the door I remembered something that I had forgotten to say. I opened it again. The doctor had
not moved from where he had been sitting, but he gave a slightly nervous start when he saw me again.
"I forgot to mention," said I, "that I shall also take absolute rest and exercise.
After this consultation32 I felt much better. The reestablishing in my mind almost became gloomy again. There is nothing more alarming to a neurasthenic than to feel himself growing well and cheerful.
John looked after me carefully. After I had evinced so much interest in his White Orpington chicken he tried his best to divert my mind, and was
particular to lock his hen house of nights. Gradually the tonic mountain air, the wholesome33 food, and the daily walks among the hills so alleviated34
my malady35 that I became utterly36 wretched and despondent37. I heard of a country doctor who lived in the mountains nearby. I went to see him and
told him the whole story. He was a gray-bearded man with clear, blue, wrinkled eyes, in a home-made suit of gray jeans.
In order to save time I diagnosed my case, touched my nose with my right forefinger38, struck myself below the knee to make my foot kick, sounded my
chest, stuck out my tongue, and asked him the price of cemetery39 lots in Pineville.
He lit his pipe and looked at me for about three minutes. "Brother," he said, after a while, "you are in a mighty40 bad way. There's a chance for
you to pull through, but it's a mighty slim one."
"What can it be?" I asked eagerly. "I have taken arsenic41 and gold, phosphorus, exercise, nux vomica, hydrotherapeutic baths, rest,
excitement, codein, and aromatic42 spirits of ammonia. Is there anything left in the pharmacopoeia?"
"Somewhere in these mountains," said the doctor, "there's a plant growing-- a flowering plant that'll cure you, and it's about the only thing that
will. It's of a kind that's as old as the world; but of late it's powerful scarce and hard to find. You and I will have to hunt it up. I'm
not engaged in active practice now: I'm getting along in years; but I'll take your case. You'll have to come every day in the afternoon and help
me hunt for this plant till we find it. The city doctors may know a lot about new scientific things, but they don't know much about the cures that
nature carries around in her saddlebags."
So every day the old doctor and I hunted the cure-all plant among the mountains and valleys of the Blue Ridge43. Together we toiled44 up steep heights so slippery with fallen autumn leaves that we had to catch every sapling and branch within our reach to save us from falling. We waded45
through gorges46 and chasms47, breast-deep with laurel and ferns; we followed the banks of mountain streams for miles; we wound our way like Indians
through brakes of pine -- road side, hill side, river side, mountain side we explored in our search for the miraculous48 plant.
As the old doctor said, it must have grown scarce and hard to find. But we followed our quest. Day by day we plumbed49 the valleys, scaled the
heights, and tramped the plateaus in search of the miraculous plant. Mountain-bred, he never seemed to tire. I often reached home too fatigued50
to do anything except fall into bed and sleep until morning. This we kept up for a month.
One evening after I had returned from a six-mile tramp with the old doctor, Amaryllis and I took a little walk under the trees near the road.
We looked at the mountains drawing their royal-purple robes around them for their night's repose51.
"I'm glad you're well again," she said. "When you first came you frightened me. I thought you were really ill."
"Well again!" I almost shrieked52. "Do you know that I have only one chance in a thousand to live?"
Amaryllis looked at me in surprise. "Why," said she, "you are as strong as one of the plough-mules, you sleep ten or twelve hours every night, and
you are eating us out of house and home. What more do you want?"
"I tell you," said I, "that unless we find the magic -- that is, the plant we are looking for -- in time, nothing can save me. The doctor tells me
so."
"What doctor?"
"Doctor Tatum -- the old doctor who lives halfway53 up Black Oak Mountain. Do you know him?"
"I have known him since I was able to talk. And is that where you go every day -- is it he who takes you on these long walks and climbs that have brought back your health and strength? God bless the old doctor."
Just then the old doctor himself drove slowly down the road in his rickety old buggy. I waved my hand at him and shouted that I would be on hand the
next day at the usual time. He stopped his horse and called to Amaryllis to come out to him. They talked for five minutes while I waited. Then
the old doctor drove on.
When we got to the house Amaryllis lugged54 out an encyclopaedia55 and sought a word in it. "The doctor said," she told me, "that you needn't call any
more as a patient, but he'd be glad to see you any time as a friend. And then he told me to look up my name in the encyclopaedia and tell you what
it means. It seems to be the name of a genus of flowering plants, and also the name of a country girl in Theocritus and Virgil. What do you
suppose the doctor meant by that?"
"I know what he meant," said I. "I know now."
A word to a brother who may have come under the spell of the unquiet Lady Neurasthenia.
The formula was true. Even though gropingly at times, the physicians of the walled cities had put their fingers upon the specific medicament.
And so for the exercise one is referred to good Doctor Tatum on Black Oak Mountain -- take the road to your right at the Methodist meeting house in
the pine-grove.
Absolute rest and exercise!
What rest more remedial than to sit with Amaryllis in the shade, and, with a sixth sense, read the wordless Theocritan idyl of the gold-bannered blue
mountains marching orderly into the dormitories of the night?
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