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cured. Since then he rubs his hands and face, or eats the
leaves with impunity—never gets poisoned.

It is to be hoped he did not employ these
remedies. Possibly the crude petroleum might
help his rheumatism, but eating the leaves of
the poisoned ivy, as the writer knows by ex-
perience, could only have resulted in his having
a very badly poisoned mouth. It is difficult to
say how that old fallacy became current.

The Old Masters5 horses always rear after the fashion
of kangaroos.

About 1440-45, a Candian named Staminato in the
suite of a prince of the House of Este was permitted to
view the treasure collection of St. Mark, and concealed
himself behind an altar in the body of the cathedral, but
was discovered by a priest. Then he entered by false keys.
After numerous difficulties and the labor of many nights
he removed a block of this marble paneling which walled
the lower part of the treasure. This panel he fixed so as
to be removable at will. Then night after night he visited
this magnificent mine, inspected it at his own sweet pleas-
ure and carried away jewels and gold worth 2,000,000
golden ducats, or £8,000,000, say at present valuation
$50,000,000. He even carried off a unicorn's horn (a mere
curiosity) and had to saw it in two with great patience
and difficulty. It shows how perfectly secure and undis-
turbed he was. He could have gone home the richest
private citizen of his country, and it might have been
years before the plunder was missed. But he could not
enjoy his delight alone. So he exacted a solemn oath from
a Candian nobleman named Crioni, then took him to an
obscure lodging and astounded his eyes. Great carbuncle—
(afterwards on Ducal cap). He detected a look on C's face
which excited his suspicion, and was about to slip a stiletto

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