Foam-—-A Razor-Backed Hog 
Lizette could say. She almost fainted for relief, 
But now the way was clear. A dozen strokes and 
—sve. _she was on the point beside the Boar. Una had 
e727" “Nx found her Lion again. 
Nees <a" And Foam, she hardly knew what to think of 
. \\ him. He curveted around her on the sand. She 
= almost expected to see him sicken and fall; then 
joyfully, thankfully she remembered what her 
father had told her of the terrors of 
\ We Re \snake-bite, from which the whole hog 
race was quite immune. 
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_ 
” 
~—. 
“T wish I knew how to reward you,” she said 
fir 
iN 
iby \ with simple sincerity. Foam knew, and very soon 
N he let her know: all he asked in return was this: 
-Lya¥ “You scratch my back.” 
WK: a WILDWOOD MEDICINE 
Are the wild things never ill? Is disease un- | 
a known among them? Alas! we know too well 
that they are tormented pretty much as we are. 
They have a few remedies that are potent to help 
the strong, but the weak must quickly die. 
And what are the healing things they use? How 
well they are known to every woodsman! The 
sunbath, the cold-water bath, the warm-mud bath, 
the fast, the water cure, the vomit, the purge, the 
change of diet and place, and the rest cure, with 
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