The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1873-03-07

along. But I am no nearer getting
asleep than ever, and have about con-
Guided it vas a mistaken experiment to
Try to put ma to sleep with ether. They
viii have to try chloroiorm yet, safe or
unsafe.
After hours of pleasant riding, we
lrige at length into the familiar home
street, to go to the dentists for another
attempt; but there is some kind of
Eathering at the hall, so we'll stop there
irst.
1t is sort Of mammoth sociable
everybody is there, all lively and happy,
md we go about through the crowd,
chatting with one and another, till I am
thoroughly tired. Coming to vacant
seat in a retired corner, I sit down to
rest, and, leaning back my head and
closing my eyes, begin to feel drowsy.
The ether must be taking effect at last,
but just then feel an awful wrenching
1t my teeth, and open my eyes. Prestol
am in the dentists room In that same
red velvet chair. There is the doctors
amiliar face, and his finger is yet on
my pulse. "a little more ether" he
says, and inhale again, having sense
enough to run my tongue around in my
mouth, and find several teeth are miss
ng, and then the fire makes that strange
mapping sound again. It seems I have
been asleep once, but shall not be
able to again, and it is quite a relief to
hear the sound of many footsteps on
The stairs, and know there is to be a
sort of social reunion there. The den
lists Cffi,e changes as if by magic; the
horrible instruments disappear one
loor after another opens, disclosing an
elegant suite of rooms, carpeted with
soft bright colors; and there is piano,
and there are books, and flowers, and
pictures, and pretty trifes. The COM
pany is not large, but rather select, and
very pleasant, and have music with
beautiful singing, and conversation, and
games. Then comes a choice spirit
who regales US with story upon which
We hang with breathless interest. I am
waiting with eager impatience for the
denouement, when
"Be brave, now, there's only one
more, " says the doctor. A wrench, q
moments agony. and open my eyes.
CAN outp says the dentist, cheerily,
and his wife says You've borne it
nicely"
cit hurt You terribly, didn't it?"
asks the " gudeman, - showing his dear,
| anxious face full of sympathy.
g didn't feel it at all till just now, p"
[ managed to falter out.
''There," says the doctor, wisely, 81
told you she wasn't conscious of the
pain wh9n she was screaming so"
Screaming did scream ?"
g You did, little" is all they tell
me but hear afterward how the pass
ers-by in the street heard me, as well as
the neighbors. One particular friend
has sent me word that he thinks I'm a
premium squealer." I'll be even with
that man yet, before I die.
"Did open my mouth when you
told me ?"
8" Yes, nicely" and I find it is one of
the tricks of the trade to give patients
that charge the last thing before they
drop of, that they may retain the i'm
preston.
look out of the window the sun is
high in the sky and the streets are full.
Was it yesterday that I came to the den
lists to have my teeth pulled?
" How many hours has it been?" I
asked.
Just about 20 minutes" says the
dentist, consulting his watch.
And so my teeth are all out, root and
branch, leaving for me only few days
of soreness, with scarce disagreeable
reminder of their extraction but in
stead, a memory of pleasant dreams.
Oh blessings upon the man who in
vented ether Do you wonder I am in
love with It? I can only look back with
pity on my great grandmother, who
didn't know it even by name, and rejoice
that it fell not to my Let TO be born a
century ago.