| OCR Text |
Show in my father's house/ 125 brought her to your daddy, who was getting quite a reputation as a healer among the Lamanites. He boiled the spider in a little water. Then he gave the woman a few drops every couple of hours. It saved her life." I was perplexed. "Wasn't the water poisoned by the spider?" Aunt Helga nodded. "That's the point. The weaker poison stimulated the woman's body so that the stronger poison from the bite wouldn't kill her." Although I didn't grasp all of what Aunt Helga said, I was fascinated. I wondered if other things in life were like that -- little doses of poison to get you ready for the really big ones. "And then there was a woman in labor," my mother continued. "The Mexicans came for Rulon because it was her first baby and she was having a hard time. When we got there we found the bed all made up with clean sheets and the most beautiful crocheted spread I've ever seen. But the woman was having her baby on a pile of dirty old gunny sacks on the floor. It seemed about as odd to us as the LeBaron girl who wore her best Sunday dress to give birth in. I guess she wanted to get all dressed up for the occasion." "When we had been in Mexico about a month, we started to build our adobe house. It was to have six apartments with a courtyard out in front so that it was shaped like three sides of a box. We thought we were going to stay there forever be- |
