The Portland daily press., 1867-02-13
Bridgers Account Of her Interview W itb
the Dentist.
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lFrom the London Morning Postl
"Well, Bridget" says Margery show did
you get along With the docthur-what did ye
say till him, and what did he do till yees?'
Bridget-its nothing he did till me, nor to
him, that's all--only says I-"Och, docthur,
docthur dear, it's me tooth that aches intlrely,
sure it is; and I've mind to have it drawn oot
and it place you" "Do it pane YEP says ne
till me- "Och murtber, can ye ak me that
now, and me all the way down here to see ye
about it," says /. "Sure / haven't slept day or
night. these DAYS? "Havent tried all mapes
to 0uiet the jumping devil? Didn't they tell
me to put raw brandy in my NOUN, put how
could il stay there, jist till me, sure? No, the
devil bit could keep IL up In me mouth,
drinking the brandy without extreme provo
cation. or by accident" So thin the docthof
took his Instruments lii hurry, with as lit
tie consarnment of mind as Barney would
swape the knives and forks from the table,
"Be aisy, docthur," says I-"there's time
enough-you'n not be in such hurry when
your turn comes, I'm thinking" so, WE'LL"
says the docthur, "and yer no ready, now, you
may come the morrow"
"lndade, Docthur, I'll no stir from this safe
wild this old tooth alive in me Jaw" saws L,
$50 ye may just prepare, but ye made not come
slashing at a poor Christian body, as if We
would wiring her neck off first, and draw her
tooth at yer convenience afterwards. Now
clap on yer pinchers, but mind ye get houll
OF the right one-ye may aizily see it by its
aching and jumping"
''Oh," says he, "Pll get the right one," and
with that he jabs small razor loOki 4 weapon
Until me mouth, and cuts up me gooms as if it
were nought but could mate for hash for
breakfast.
"Says /, "Docthur, thunder and blood"-for
my mouth was full of blood-"what in the
divil are ye Arthur? DYE want to make an
anatomy OF a living crathur, We grave robber,
ys9'
"Sit still" says he, jamming something like
corkscrew Until me jowl, and twisting the
very sowl out of me. l sat still because the
murthering thafe held me down with his
knee, and the grippe OF his iron in my lug.
He then gave me an awful wiring hard enough
10 wiring wet blanket as dry as gunpowder.
Didn't think the day of udgment was come,
tell mep Didn't l see the red fire of the pit 7
felt my head fly off my shoulders, and look
ing up, saw someting monstrous bloody in the
doctors wrenching iron. rs that my head
you've got there" says l. mo, it's onjy your
tooth" he made answer. "May be it is" said
1, as my eyes began to open, and, by putting
my hand up, found the outside of my face
on, though felt as If all the inside had been
hauled out.
Il had taken dollar and half to nav for
the operation, thinking it would be enough
ior poor woman 10 pay; but l thought I'd
jest ak him the price. So says L, 'DOcthur,
how much may " AK beside the trouble p
Fifty cints,' says he. Fifty cmts' saws L; sure
have not been submitting these three days to
that tyrant OF tooth for fifty cints. Troth
this same tooth pulling is not very expansive,
and I'm much oDleeged to ye, dccthur"
Margery-"But where's the tooth yer should
have brought it home and dipped it in salt,
and flung II over your LETT shoulder into the
fire. ye'n have bad luck all the rest of your
life."
Bridget-"The divil take the tooth, and the
bad luck too, If ever think of it any more !;
sure I've had enough of its company"