Healer on Blue Mountain

I saw the snake it was too late. It struck me fast. I fell in the bean patch. I lay there yelling, as my heart raced. My brother Siebert ran to me fast, as he could. I was crying and screaming in agony. Grabbing my arm he desperately sucked blood and venom as quickly as possible; spitting it harshly on the ground. He helped me the rest of the way up the mountain. I saw the healer's hands on her hips standing in the cabin door. Beginning to puke again. I felt the rush of death trying to take my last breath.