nown to be.

"The first place we shall visit," said Aunt Sarah, "will be my
grandmother's old home, or rather, the ruins of the old home. It
passed out of our family many years ago; doors and windows are missing
and walls ready to tumble down. You see that old locust tree against
one side the ruined wall of the house?" and with difficulty she broke
a branch from the tree saying, "Look, see the sharp, needle-shaped
thorns growing on the branch! They were used by me when a child to pin
my dolls' dresses together. In those days, pins were too costly to
use; and look at that large, flat rock not far distant from the house!
At the foot of that rock, when a child of ten, I buried the 'Schild
Krote Family' dolls, made from punk (when told I was too big a girl to
play with dolls). I shed bitter tears, I remember. Alas! The sorrows
of childhood are sometimes deeper than we of maturer years realize."

"Why did you give your family of dolls such an odd name, Aunt Sarah?"
questioned Mary.

"I do not remember," replied her Aunt. "Schild Krote is the German
name for turtle. I presume the name pleased my childish fancy."

"Suppose we visit my great-great-grandfather's grave in the near-by
woods. I think I can locate it, although so many years have passed
since I last visited it."

Passing through fields overgrown with high grass, wild flowers and
clover, they came to the woods. Surprising to say, scarcely any
underbrush was seen, but trees everywhere--stately Lebanon cedars,
spruce and spreading hemlock, pin oaks, juniper trees which later
would be covered with spicy, aromatic berries; also beech trees. Witch
hazel and hazel nut bushes grew in profusion. John Landis cut a large
branch from a sassafras tree to make a new spindle on which to wind
flax, for Aunt Sarah's old spinning wheel (hers having been broken),
remarking as he did so, "My mother always used a branch of sassafras
wood, having five, prong-like branches for this purpose, when I was a
boy, and she always placed a piece of sassafras root with her dried
fruit."

The Professor's wife gathered an armful of yarrow, saying, "This is an
excellent tonic and should always be gathered before the flowers
bloom. I wonder if there is any boneset growing anywhere around here."

Boneset, a white, flowering, bitter herb, dearly beloved and used by
the Professor's wife as one of the commonest home remedies in case of
sickness, and equally detested by both Fritz and Pauline.

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