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hand, it was so swollen out of shape. Through neglect, it had commenced mortifying, and piece by piece, it had dropped off, until mere stumps of fingers were left. This diseased hand had never been washed. You may imagine what an effort we made to go near him. The least motion was agony to him - The other hand & arm were paralized, His back was covered with sores. He has a wife, but in his dark hour, she deserted him. His friends were afraid of him. "Oh" said he to us "take me away from here. Don't leave me here to starve and die." We promised to try. Easier said than done, We canvassed that neighborhood until dark, trying to rent a Shantie! Every body was afraid of the sick man. "He is poison they said - Some bad luck will come to us." - and so those choice shanties could not be obtained for love or money. Were simple rough boards or logs carelessly put together, thank you - Cape Cod children, would not have put yo. foot into?!