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 them  to  cast  their  old  skin,  and  by  its  use  they  recover  their  sight  
 if  it  becomes  dim.  Gerarde  says,  that  the  seed  “ drunke  for  certaine  
 daies  together,  fasting,  preserveth  the  eyesight,  whereof was  
 written  this  distichon  following:— 
 Foe n icu lum ,  R o sa ,  Verbezta,  C h e lid on ia ,  R u t a , 
 E x   h is  f i t  aqtia  qiioe  lu irm ia   red d it acuta. 
 “  Of Fennell,  Roses,  Vervain,  Rue,  and  Celandine, 
 Is made  a water,  good  to  cheere  the  sight  of eine.” 
 The  ancients  believed  that  the  use  of  Fennel  gave  strength  to  the  
 constitution, and made  fat  people  grow lean.  The  roots  of Fennel,  
 pounded  with  honey,  were  considered  a  remedy  for  the  bites  of 
 mad  dogs.  Fennel  is  one  of  the  numerous  plants  dedicated 
 to  St.  John,  and  was  formerly  hung  over  doors  and  windows  on  
 his  vigil.  Astrologers  state  it  is  a  herb  of Mercury under Virgo. 
 F E R N .—Among  Celtic  and  Germanic  nations  the  Fern was  
 formerly considered a sacred and auspicious plant.  Its luck-bringing  
 power was not  confined  to  one species,  but  belonged  to  the  tribe  in  
 general,  dwelling,  however,  in  the  fullest perfeaion  in  the  seed,  the  
 possessor of which  could wish what  he would, and  the  Devil would  
 be  obliged  to  bring  it  to  him.  In  Swabia,  they  say  that  Fern-seed  
 brought  by  the  Devil  between  eleven  and  twelve  on  Christmas  
 night  enables  a  man  to  do  as  much  work  as  twenty  or  thirty  
 ordinary men. 
 In  mediæval  days,  when  sorcery  flourished,  it  was  thought  
 the  Fern-seed  imparted  to  its  owner  the  power of resisting magical  
 charms  and  incantations.  The  ancients  believed  that  the  Fern  
 had  no  seeds,  but  our  ancestors  thought  it  had  seed  which  was  
 invisible.  Hence,  after  the  fantastic  docitrine  of  signatures,  they  
 concluded  that  those who possessed  the  secret  of wearing  this  seed  
 about  them  would  become  invisible.  Thus,  we  find  that,  in  
 Shakspeare’s  ‘ Henry  IV .,’  Gadshill  says :  “  We  steal  as  in  a  
 castle,  cock-sure :  we  have  the  receipt  of  Fern-seed,  we  walk  invisible.” 
 The  people of Westphalia  are wont  to  relate how  one of their  
 countrymen  chanced  one Midsummer  night  to  be  looking  for a  foal  
 he had  lost,  and passing  through  a  meadow  just  as  the Fern-seed  
 was ripening,  some of it fell into his shoes.  In  the morning he went  
 home, walked  into  the  sitting-room,  and  sat  down,  but  thought  it  
 strange  that neither his wife,  nor  indeed any of his  family,  took  the  
 slightest  notice  of  him.  “ I  have  not  found  the  foal,”  said  he.  
 Everybody  in  the  room  started and gazed around with scared looks,  
 for  they had heard  the man’s voice, but saw no  one.  Thinking that  
 he  was  joking,  and  had  hid  himself,  his  wife  called  him  by  his,  
 name.  Thereupon  he  stood  up,  planted  himself  in  the  middle  of  
 the  floor,  and  said,  “  Why do you call me ?  Here I am right before  
 you.”  Then  they  were  more  frightened  than  ever,  for  they  had  
 beard him  stand  up  and  walk,  and  still  they could  not  see  him. 
 The man  now  became  aware  that  he  was  invisible,  and  a  thought  
 struck  him  that  possibly  he  might  have  got  Fern-seed  in  his  
 shoes,  for he  felt  as  if there was  sand in  them.  So he  took  them  off,  
 and  shook  out  the  Fern-seed,  and  as  he  did  so  he  became  visible 
 again  to  everybody. 
 A belief in  the mystic  power  of Fern-seed to make the gatherer 
 walk  invisible  is  still  extant.  The  English  tradition  is,  that  the 
 Fern blooms  and  seeds  only at twelve  o’clock  on Midsummer  night 
   St.  John’s  E v e—^just  at  the  precise  moment  at  which  the  Saint 
 was  born— 
 “ But  on  St.  John’s mysterious  night, 
 Sacred  to many  a wizard  spell. 
 The hour when  first  to human  sight  
 Contest,  the mystic Fern-seed fell.” 
 In  Dr.  Jackson’s  Works  (1673)  we  read  that  he  once  questioned  
 one  of his  parishioners  as  to what  he  saw  or heard when  he  
 watched  the  falling  of the  Fern-seed, whereupon  the man  informed  
 him  that  this  good  seed  is  in  the  keeping  of  Oberon  (or  Elberich),  
 King  of  the  Fairies, who  would  never  harm  anyone  watching  it.  
 He  then  said  to  the worthy  docffor,  “   Sir,  you  are  a  scholar,  and  I  
 am  none.  Tell me, what  said  the  angel  to  our Lady ;  or what conference  
 had  our  Lady with  her  cousin  Elizabeth,  concerning  the  
 birth of St.  John  the  Baptist  ?  ”  Finding  Do6tor  Jackson  unable  
 to  answer him, he  told  him  that  “  the  angel  did  foretell  John  B ap tist  
 should  be born  at  that very  instant  in which the  Fern-seed—at  
 other  times  invisible—did  fall :  intimating  further  that  this  saint  of  
 God  had  some  extraordinary  vertue  from  the  time  or  circumstance 
 of his  birth.” 
 To  catch  the wonder-working  seed,  twelve pewter  plates must  
 be  taken  to  the  spot where  the Fern  grows  :  the seed, it  is  affirmed,  
 will pass  through  eleven  of  the  plates,  and  rest  upon  the  twelfth.  
 This  is  one  account  :  another  says  that  Midsummer  night  is  the  
 most  propitious  time  to  procure  the mystic  Fern-seed,  but  that  the-  
 seeker must  go  bare-footed,  and  in  his  shirt,  and  be  in  a  religious 
 - S t a t e   of mind.  ,  ,  ,  ,  1  , 
 In  ancient  days  it was  thought  the  demons watched  to  convey 
 away  the  Fern-seed  as  it  fell  ere  anyone  could  possess  themselves 
 of it.  A writer  on  Brittany  states that he remembers  to have heard 
 recounted by  one who  had  gathered  Fern-seed,  that  whilst  he was 
 prosecuting his  search  the  spirits  grazed  his  ears,  whistling  past 
 them  like bullets,  knocking  off his  hat,  and  hitting  him with  it  all 
 over  his  body.  At  last,  when  he  thought  that  he  had  gathered 
 enough  of the mystic  seed, he opened  the  case he had  been  putting 
 it  into,  and  lo  !  it  was  empty.  The  Devil  had  evidently had  the 
 best  of it.  ,  .  . 
 M.  Marmier,  in  his  Legendes  des  Plantes,  writes:—“ It  is  on 
 Midsummer night  that  you  should  go  and  seek  the  Fein-seed:  he 
 who  is  fortunate  enough  to  find  it will  indeed  be  happy.  He will 
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