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Show 1 feathers with still prows lovingly above the arrowheads and stone handchoppers sleeping in the black loam of llocky Lonesome. Once the lovely color of the berries decorated the blankets of hundreds of warriors about campfires, where now I'.oy Scouts sleep out "overnight" and imagine im-agine they are Injuns. Old-fashioned herb doctors thought the root an emetic, and a tincture of the ripe berries was once used as a popular remedy for chronic rheumatism. Wild birds use the fruit for food, and robins with their bills stninr.tf scarlet in August or October are not uncommon sights. Its chief benefit to humanity is its beauty in fruit J. Otis Swift, in the New York World-Telegram. Inkberry Weed Clings to Accustomed Haunts Along the shady path beside Sprain lake, in Yonkers, close by the site of an ancient Indian village, grows the pokeweed. pigeon berry, garget or inkberry, Phytolacca decandra, a coarse smooth weed with acid poisonous poison-ous root and stem, branching sometimes some-times six feet or more tall. With racemes of flowers, white with green centers on angular peduncles, two to four Inches long, they become clusters of scarlet-juice berries In the autumn. The Indians used the red juice to stain their deerskin and paint their faces in wartime. White people settling on farms among the Westchester bills and writing home to relatives In England about the hardness of their lives and the sav-ngeness sav-ngeness of the country, wrote with quill pens dipped In Inkberry juice. The Indians are gone from the hill, but the weed the squaws used to dye |