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" Had there been any sick before or has there been any sick 

 there since ?" 



" No, not as we can learn." 



" How many acres of land have you in your farm ?" 



" We have no land only these lots. We rent pasture." 



" How many acres do you rent ?" 



" We rent about three acres for pasture and pay sixty-five dollars 

 for it." 



We now looked at the sick cow. The young man opened her 

 mouth, and upon looking in we found the mucous membrane of the 

 throat and nostrils much congested and somewhat inflamed with 

 but little dreuling or slabbering. She had no cough or difficulty 

 in breathing. She did not get up. 



We then went to see the cows in the pasture. This pasture 

 bordered upon a swamp next to the river and was about twenty to 

 thirty feet wide and bounded on the other side by a deep swale 

 which was again bounded by a swamp over half a mile long. This 

 strip of land was divided in the middle by an embankment or dike 

 which kept out the tide from the marsh land. 



Therefore there was but this strip of land about fifteen feet wide 

 and a little over a half mile long that could be utilized for pasture. 

 But no grass was to be seen, save a few roots here and there, and 

 these nearly covered by the droppings from the cows. They have 

 no other water to drink except that from the swamp which was 

 nearly as black as ink. These six cows were put out there after 

 the others died and were kept there night and day. They were 

 placed there by order of the members of the State Board of Health 

 as above (the Feenfers called them the "cow-doctors") and quar- 

 antined. They are fed with malt grains, etc., as hereafter ex- 

 plained, drink the swamp water and breathe the swamp air. 



On returning to the stable we found Mr. Michael Feenfer the 



