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but stretched out his skinny hand, and with ahoarse yet scarcely audible voice, said: " Godbless you, my dear Dick! This is indeed a visitof true friendship." I took hold of his hand andsat down by him, for my heart was too full tospeak. He perceived the state of my feelings;and as he feebly returned the pressure of my hand,a hectic smile passed over his countenance, tocheck a tear which stood in the corner of his eye."Ah! Dick!" said he, "this is a severe trial.After finding that all the regular faculty had mis-taken my case, and having at length found a re-medy for it, to be unable to avail myself of theblessing." Here he paused to fetch his breath,for the least effort exhausted him; and althoughhe was up, yet he had scarcely strength to sup-port himself in the chair. I ventured to inquireof what remedy he spoke. " It is," said he, shud-dering as he uttered the words, " a live spider;and I have the most implicit faith in the prescrip-tion : but I cannot overcome my aversion to theinsect. I see a spider in every article of food Iswallow; and it, consequently, does not remaina moment on my stomach. Two nights ago I

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