The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1867-02-15
Tooth Pnlling.

uiu you SeG atOuS win IHO
did ye say till hem, and what did he do TIL
ye %
"Bridget--It's nothing be did till me,
nor I to him, that's all-only says I
'qOcb, docthur, docthur dear it's me tooth
that aches intirely, sure it is ; and I've
min to have it drain out, and it plaze ye"
''Do it pane ye," says he till me. "Och
murther, can you ak me that now, and me
all the way down here to see you about it, .
says I. "Sure Ishavn't slept day OF night,
these three days ? Havnt tried all names
to quiet the jumping divil? Didn't they
tell me to put raw brandy in-ne mouth,
but would it stay there, .Jist TIL me now !?
No, the divil bit could kape it up in me
mouth. though its far from the likes Of me
to be drinking the brandy without extreme
provocation or by accident"
$50 thin the docthur took his iron in
sruments in hurry, with as little consarn-
ment of mind as Barney would swane the
knives and forks from the table. "Be aisy
doctbur," says I-''there's time enough
you'll not be in such hurry when your
turn comes, I'm thinking go, well, -
said the docthur, ''and yer no ready now,
ye may come the morrow"
'Indade, docthur, I'll no stir up from
thissate wild this old tooth alive in me jaw, -
says I, $50 ye may just prepare, but ye
made not come slashing at a poore Chris
tian body, as if ye would wiring her neck
off first, and draw her tooth at yer conva-
nience afterwards. Now clap on yer pin
ehers, but mind ye git hould af the right
one-ye may aizily see it by It's aching and
jumping" co." says he, "I'll get the
right one," and wild that he jabs small
razor looking weapon Until me mouth. and
cuts up me gooms as if it were nought but
could mate for hash for breakfast. Says I,
''Docthur, thunder and blood-for me
mouth was full af blood-what in the divil
are yees Arthur? Dye want ter make an
anatomy of living craytbur, ye grave rob-
Der ye ?" "Sit still" says he, jamming
something like corkserew Until me jow,
and twisting the very sowl out af me.
sat still because the murthering thafe held
me down wild his knee, and the gripe
of his iron in my lug.
He then gave me one awful wiring, hard
enough to wiring wet blanket as dry as
gunpowder. Didn't think the day o
! judgment was come, tell me Didn't
see the red fire of the pit? felt me heac
/ fly of me shoulders, and looking up, saw
something monstrous bloody in the doc
thurs wrenching iron. ''Is that me heaC
1 you've got there 90 says I. mo, it's only
yer TOOTH, he made answer ''May be /
i is,'' said I, as my eyes began to open, and
putting me hand up, found the outside a
me face on, though felt as if all the'insid
had been hauled off.
had taken dollar and half to pay 70
the operation, thinking it would be enougl
for poor woman to pay; but l though
I'd jest ak him the price. So, says
"Docthur, how much may ye ak besid
the trouble % "Fifty cints,'' says he
Fifty cints!' says 1, ''sure I have nc
been submitting three days to that tyrau
of tooth for fifty cints. Troth this sam
tathe pulling is not very expensive, and II
much obeeged till ye, docthur."
Margery- where's the tooth ye
should have brought it home and dipped
into salt, and flung it over yer left shoulde
/ into the fire, yen have bad luck all the re-
of yer life"
3 Bridget-"The divil take the tooth, an
the bad luck too, if ever think of it an
more sure I've had enough of its comp
ny.-Morning Post.