Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1867-03-20
Bridget'S Account of her Interview
with the Dentist.

"Well. Bridget" says Margery, g how
did you get along with the docthur; what
did ye say till him, and what did he do till
yees?"
Bridget It's nothing he did till ne, nor
I till him, that's all-oniy says [: Och,
docthur docthur, dear, its me tooth that
aches intirely, sure it is, and I've mind to
have it drawn oot, and it plaze ven
'sDo it pane ye?' saws he till me.
"Och. murt6er. can We ak me that now,
and me all the way down here to see We about
it says L. Sure | haven't slept day or
night these days. Haven 1t | tried all names
to quiet the jumping devil? Didn't they till
me to put raw brandy in me mouth, but how
could it stav there. list tell me. sure No.
the divil a bit could | keep it up IN me
mouth, though it far from the likes of me
to be drinking the brandy without extresne
provocation, or by accident
:. So thin the docthur took his instruments
in a hurry, with his little consarnment of
mind as Barney would swape the knives and
forks from the table.
81 Be aisy, docthur,'' says [; there's
time enough YOU III not he in such hurry
when your turn comes, IN thinking"
80, WE'LL says the docthur. 9 and yer
no ready now, yc may come the morrow
sIndade, docthur, III no stir from this
safe wild this old tooth alive in me jaw says
L, so We may just prepare, but We made not
come slashing at a poor Christian body as II
We would wiring her neck off first, and draw
her tooth at yer convanience afterwards
Now, clap on yer pinchers. but mind We git
hould of the right one We may aisily see it
by its aching and jumping
Oh" SAYS he III git the right one,
and with that he iabs a small razor-lookin
weapon Until me mouth. and cuts up me
gooms as if it were nought but cowld mate
for hash for breakfast.
Saws Docthur, thunder and blood''-
for nv mouth was full of blood what in the
divil are We Arthur? Dye want to make an
anatomy of a living crathur. We grave-robber
YEP
q Sit STILL says he iamming something
like corkscrew Until n.o iowl, and twisting
the very sowl out of me. | sat still because
the murthuring thafe held me down with his
knee and the gripe of his iron in my lug
| - He then gave me an awful wiring. hard
enough TO wiring Il wet blanket dry as
gunpowder Didn't I think the day of
| Judgment was come, tell me ? Didn't | see
the red fire of the pit? ! felt my head fly
off my shoulders, and looking up saw some
thing monstrous bloody in the docthur s
wrenching iron
Is that my head you've got there,?' says
No, it's only your tooth he made an
swer.
d" Maybe it is,'' said 1, as my eyes began
to open, and putting my hand up, found
the outside of nv face on, though | felt as II
all the inside had been hauled out. ;"
Il had taken dollar and half TO pay
for the operation, thinking it would be
enough for a poor woman TO pay; but !
thought I'd jist ask him the price So says
II:
:. Docthur, how much may ye ak beside
the trouble? -
. Fifty cints." says he.
" Fifty cints,' says | !; sure I've not
been submitting these three days to that ty-
rant of tooth for fifty eints. Troth. this
same tooth pulling is not very expensive, and
I'm much obleeged to We, docthur.' :
Margery-'' But where's the tooth? yer
should have brought it home, and dipped it
in salt, and flung it over your left shoulder
into the fire: ye'lI have bad luck all the rest
of yer life
Bridget The divil take the tooth, and
the bad luck too, if l ever think of it any
more. Sure I've had enough of its com
pany."