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"
Yes
,
"
replied
Harris
,
"
and
although
the
climate
of
this
plateau
is
very
healthful
,
it
must
be
acknowledged
that
in
March
and
April
intermittent
fevers
reign
.
"
"
Doubtless
,
"
then
said
Dick
Sand
,
"
but
also
Nature
,
who
is
always
and
everywhere
provident
,
has
put
the
remedy
near
the
evil
!
"
"
And
how
is
that
,
my
young
friend
?
"
asked
Harris
,
who
did
not
seem
to
understand
.
"
Are
we
not
,
then
,
in
the
region
of
the
quinquinas
?
"
replied
Dick
Sand
.
"
In
fact
,
"
said
Harris
,
"
you
are
perfectly
right
.
The
trees
which
furnish
,
the
precious
febrifuge
bark
are
native
here
.
"
"
I
am
even
astonished
,
"
added
Dick
Sand
,
"
that
we
have
not
yet
seen
a
single
one
.
"
"
Ah
!
my
young
friend
,
"
replied
Harris
,
"
those
trees
are
not
easy
to
distinguish
.
Though
they
are
often
of
great
height
,
though
their
leaves
are
large
,
their
flowers
rosy
and
odoriferous
,
we
do
not
discover
them
easily
.
It
is
rarely
that
they
grow
in
groups
.
They
are
rather
scattered
through
the
forests
,
and
the
Indians
who
collect
the
quinquina
can
only
recognize
them
by
their
foliage
,
always
green
.
"
"
Mr.
Harris
,
"
said
Mrs.
Weldon
,
"
if
you
see
one
of
those
trees
you
will
show
it
to
me
.
"
"
Certainly
,
Mrs.
Weldon
,
but
at
the
farm
you
will
find
some
sulphate
of
quinine
.
That
is
worth
still
more
to
break
the
fever
than
the
simple
bark
of
the
tree
.
"
