THE CURE OF CONSUMPTION.

North Otago Times, 20 April 1906, Page 4

THE CURE OF CONSUMPTION.

- . 1' " -' ; Professor Bouchard, recently interviewed at Cannes by a representative of. the Matin, declared that he was most favorably, bv bis visit to the AnliTuhcrculosis Jiistitutc. .He Said that. !"•' Marifeliano. had for seven years ton conducting experiments with a tulicrculiiipanalogous'.to' that of Dr Koch, whose in-" jcition securcdjnmuinity againsU much larger <loKe.of.tlie same poison., lie thus, procured arscrtim possessing 'the same virtues as.liis tub-croalinc. : ' Numerous experiments'had tan made on, man, and the'results wefc satisfactory. - The .only comment;- ol Professor. Bpucli-. aril • who ■- said.vthat."•'he ■:.-. esteemed .very hiiil'ily. the sciericc~ and.the character p[ •must-be hiado' between.; ■,thc caused'by tuberculosis and lhakcauseil by •h>il,e:-baci!ii,::t)ut.;tliat ; W ; : W that:hla Vciit tlie : multiplication . - {

■':'; THH, AULD;-SARK SLEEVE;';^ : : The, following, : from the Seofsnwiii '■ has'• 'liqjn-sjnt-to'vus with •». request' that wo" Khou'd .publish' it: ... .--,.. A" rev'rwid and'esteemed divine, - ',.-..' :uP'on a Saboalh day lang sync,.' -.: While studious he -a drawer unlqckit. o getaiiipkiii for his pocket, '•'..:■ Hy a mistake did not perceive-' He'd, whuppit. in't aii auld sark sleeve t . Straight to Hie kill; he look-.his : way, The puo;)it spejl'd. sang psaliiis, did ".pray.';•;:■>■. ..' . While piciicliin'. about''Job's -sail case He thought hc'tl wipe his-sonsy'face; liut many a aiie could scarce believe, Whin fjrih he. brough-aii' auld sark sk'c\c 1 lis ragged ends he never hided •" ' Hut card'i.l.do the turn it neciie.l•' Haululy the people be addressed, .' And earnest hame the matter pressed, Meantime cxposiu' in his nieve The snulfy, <li.tr, auld s.yk sleeve I, Hut on a kittle point he landed, Which chosen .Scripture proof demanded • He then- the. Bible grippit ' To trace The puzzling topic .strictly;. And then, \vi' looks composed asad grave. He-laid aside the auld sark sleeve, Upon the poopit edge he laid it, - Tin n through, and through the sermon wadil, Explaining that the mystic point .Some sceptic had put, out ot joint ■ • While railing at the erroneous knave, Again he clenched the auld sark sleeve. Aiiicc mail- he held it up to viewAml kindly on the point anew; Zealous and -warmlv he extended Till his discourse was fully ended, Yet, 'fore the subject he Hook leave, He, lastly, pouched the auld sail; sleeve.

The hiiidmaist .oraycr and grace were said; He left thc'kfrk and hameward-gaed To take a chack awl dram lo lime His heart lo preach at afternoon. His wi'c that morn staved in \vi' leave, And kent nocht o' the auld sark sleeve. The sonsy pair now leave the manse; The people looked al them askance, And eyed .the pouch, wherein they knew Tin l.iy hid frae view; ■ And some.o' them did groan and gricvon. When ll'ey. 'thought on the auld sail, sleeve. Again, when in the rostrum heated,' Tliejiraycr said, the psalm repealled, . lie read (his text—" Wash mc, and so I (hall he whiter, than Ihe. snow;" Then brandidied in his wallie nieve Alice mair the dirty auld sark sleeve. . lie preached o' spriiikliu 1 and o' poorin', 0' rubbin', scrulCiin', and o' sconrin', And-aye the'rag, in illustration, Hi;' showed as uwdiua; great pur^atiuii, Ami when his ii«m; he \\\\<\ relieve, He I lew upon (lie auld sarli'steeve. Twa:: lhe:i laid douii vh.'ie 'twas behie, liut, l.y inistiike, it was c.i'd uwer; Aleamv'hilc ihe fag; prteenlor keepit I!is hallil mi hi:, hmd and sleepil, •While owjr bis vh, and face sae grave I'ill Ihiu'ring doun the auld sark .sleeve! A titter and a laugh began, Which numi the congregation ran; The worthy preacher's wife, surveyed Wi' rage the sport the young ones made; She even visard die deil might have Thi! gijslcrs and t!;c auld sark sleeve! Hut, by Irs sermon, sair impressed, lie didna mind wlvil round him passed, T'he ilraps o' sweat rose on his face, And downward did ilk other chase; While folk began to sigh and grieve Th it he liad lost his auld sark slccvi.

A crone sut near wha pity thought A man sjs guid should want for aught, Sfcc scrambled on her stool sac big And pulhl it all tiie singer's wig, Ami-on her pfe-slafi made it wavcThe dirty, ruggil, auld sark sleeve. She held it hijli aboon the poopit, Tae gar the. worthy preacher nolo it, .Some inwardly t-l:o auld w-tc curst ;• Some hugh'd' till they were like to burit. Till the divine, like a' the lave, Gbyctel it was (.11 auIJJ sark sloovHi