The Ashland union. [volume] (Ashland, Ashland County, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1856-11-12

were done up In mush, while he groanet
and grunted and started for the store
every body gaping at his swollen eoun
tenance as though he was rare curiosi
ty,
'Halloo, Bill ? says old Firelock, thu
gunsmitb, as Bill was going by his shop
got bag in your calabash, or got the
tooth-ache?'
Bill looked daggers at old Firelock
and by nod of his head intimated the
cause of his distress.
%, that all? Come Isl iizsi I'll I'll step it II
minute and half; sitsdown, I'll fz
tive cured hundreds says Fire
| lock.
What arc you-O-h-h, dear! what
are you going to do?' says Bill, eyeing
the wire, and lamp in which Firelock
was heating the wire.
Burn out the marrow of the tooth
twill never trouble you again--Ive cur.
ed hundreds that wayl Don't be afeared
you won't feel it but moment. Sit
still, keep cool p says Firelock.
Cool p with hot wire in bis tooth
But Bill, being already intensely cruel
fed, and assured of Firelock's skill,
took his head out Of the mush-plaster,
opened his jaws, and Firelock, admon-
ishing him to keep COOL crowded the
hot, sizzling wire on to the tin foil jam
med into the hollow by Wangbanger,
and gave it twist clear through the
melted tin to the exposed nerve. Bill
jumped, bit off the wire, burnt his
tongue, and knocked Firelock nearly
through the partition of his shop; and
so frightened Monsieur Savon, the little
barber next door, that he rushed out in
to the street, crying
Mon Dieu mon Dieu! Ze zundair
strike my shop!'
Bill was stone dead-Firefoek Grip
pied. The apothecary over the way
came in, picked up poor Bill, applied
some camphor to his nose, ana Drouguv
him back to life, and--the pangs of
tooth-achei
'Kreasote i says Squills, the 'pothe-
cary. IN ease your pain, Mr.. Whiffie-
tree, in second!'
Poor Bill gave up-the kreasote ad-
ded fresh invoice to his misery-burnt
his already laoerated and roasted tongue
aud he yelled right out.
Death and gloryl Oh-h-h-h, muir
derl You've pizened me
Put hot brick to that young mans
face,' said a stranger; twill take out
the pain and swelling in three minutes J
Bill revived; he seemed pleased at
the strangers suggestion; the brick
was applied; but Bills cheek being now
half raw with the various messes, it
made him yell when the brick touched
him
He cleared for home, went to bed, and
the excessive pain, finally, with lau-
danum, kreasote, fire, and hot bricks,
put him to sleep.
He awoke at midnight, in frightful
state of misery walked the floor until
daylight; was tempted two or three
times to jump out the window or crawl
up the chimney
Until noon next day he suffered, try
ing in vain, every ten minutes, some
known cure,' oils, acids, steam, poul-
tees, and the ten thousand applications
usually tried to cure raging tooth
Desperation made Bill revengeful.
He got club and went after DR.. Wang
bangor, who had get all the village in q
rage of tooth-ache. Ten or dozen of
his victims were at his door, awaiting
ferociously their turns to be reVenged.
But the bird had flown; the teut1s-
doctor had sloped; yet good Samaritan
came to poor Bill, and whispering in his
ear, Bill started for Monsieur SaVon's
bar rber-shop, took scat, shut his eyes,
and said his prayers. The little French
man took keen knife and pair of pin
GERS, and Bill giving one awful yell, the
tooth was out, and his pains and perils
at an end