CHAPTER VII.

MY FIRST SICKNESS ABROAD.

When I was about half-way through my nineteenth year, a desire to see

the world became so strong that I made up my mind to a little

travelling. Accordingly, having provided myself with an employment which

would, without a great deal of hindrance, enable me to earn my passing

expenses, I set out on my journey.

It was in the month of March, and near its close. The weather was mild,

and the snow was fast disappearing--but not as yet the mud. In walking

all day, my boots became soaked and my feet wet. The era of India

rubbers had not then arrived. In truth, I went with my feet wet in the

afternoon two or three days.

On the evening of the third day I came to the house of the friends with

whom I was desirous of stopping not only for the Sabbath's sake, which

was now at hand, but to rest and recruit. The next morning I was quite

sick, and my friends were alarmed. It was proposed to send for a

physician; but against this I uttered my protest, and the plan was

accordingly abandoned.

The next purpose of my kind friends was to bring on a perspiration. They

were accustomed in these cases to aim at sweating. This is indeed a

violence to nature; but they knew no better. The mistress of the house

was one of those self-assured women who cannot brook any interference or

submit willingly to any modification of their favorite plans. Otherwise

I should even then have preferred a gentle perspiration, longer

continued. Yet on the whole, for the sake of peace, I submitted to my

fate, and went through the fiery furnace which was prepared for me. More

than even this I might say. I was cooler, much cooler, when I got

through the fire than when I was in the midst of it!

In three days I was, in a good measure, restored. I was, it is true,

left very weak, but was free from fever. My strength rapidly returned;

and on the fifth day I was able to set out for home, where in due time I

safely arrived.

During this excursion I learned one good lesson, if no more. This was,

the danger of going day after day with wet feet. A vigorous person may

go with wet or damp feet a little while, in the early part of the day,

when in full strength, with comparative safety; but towards evening,

when the vital forces are at ebb tide, or at least are ebbing, it is

unsafe. The feeble especially should guard themselves in this direction;

nor should those who may perchance at some future time be feeble,

despise the suggestion.

One important resolution was also made. This was never to use violent

efforts to induce perspiration. Such a course of treatment I saw

clearly, as I thought, must be contrary to the intentions of nature; and

time and further observation and experiment have confirmed me in this

opinion. There may of course be exceptions to the truth of such a

general inference; but I am sure they cannot be very numerous. What

though the forcing plan seems to have succeeded quite happily in my own

case? So it has in thousands of others. So might a treatment still more

irrational. Mankind are tough, and will frequently live on for a

considerable time in spite of treatment which is manifestly wrong, and

even without any treatment at all.

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