During the first day no one in Jansen
thought anything of it, for it was a land of pilgrimage, and hundreds
came and went on their journeys in search of free homesteads and good
water and pasturage. But when, after three days, he was still there,
Nicolle Terasse, who had little to do, and an insatiable curiosity, went
out to see him. He found a new sensation for Jansen. This is what he said
when he came back:
"You want know 'bout him, bagosh! Dat is somet'ing to see, dat
man--Ingles is his name. Sooch hair--mooch long an' brown, and a leetla
beard not so brown, an' a leather sole onto his feet, and a grey coat to
his ankles--yes, so like dat. An' his voice--voila, it is like water in a
cave. He is a great man--I dunno not; but he spik at me like dis, 'Is
dere sick, and cripple, and stay in-bed people here dat can't get up?' he
say. An' I say, 'Not plenty, but some-bagosh! Dere is dat Miss Greet, an'
ole Ma'am Drouchy, an' dat young Pete Hayes--an' so on.' 'Well, if they
have faith I will heal them,' he spik at me. 'From de Healing Springs dey
shall rise to walk,' he say. Bagosh, you not t'ink dat true? Den you go
see."
So Jansen turned out to see, and besides the man they found a curious
thing.
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