Halstead's eye was so much inflamed that we had no little trouble in getting the eyestone under the lid.
Meanwhile a neighbor, Mrs. Wilbur, suggested putting an eyestone into Halstead's eye to get out the irritating substance.
Anxious to try anything that might relieve Halstead's suffering, the old Squire sent me to borrow the eyestone.
I recalled my wits sufficiently to ask whether he had an eyestone, and if he had, whether he would lend it to us.
He gave me a little glass vial half full of some liquid and told me to drop the eyestone into it when I should get it.
When he examined Halstead's eye, he found the eyestone near the outer canthus, and near it the irritating bit of wheat beard.
The woman, whose sty had been cured, opened a drawer and took out the eyestone, carefully wrapped in a piece of linen cloth.