Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1890-05-20
ANNAPOLIS ND. TUESDAY EVENING, NAY 90 1890.
TOOTHACHE AND MIND CURE

understand that had no curiosity on the
subject, inquired;
Something new on poultry?"
sNo.n
at isn't HoyleY"
sNo.n
~Well, what is it?"
Il can tell you the title of it, but you
can't understand. 1t is very, very deep
work
"Oh, it isl You can understand a
very, very deep work and can't"
Naturally Man has the stronger,
deeper mind, of course. The title of this
work is Natures Diseases and RENE
dies-Control of the Body by the Mind. ="
"Bosh |"
"What? What's thatT'
You are too old to waCte time on such
nonsense, Mr.. Bowser."
Nonsense Why, it's the pIainest
principle of philosophy in the world.
The human body is but clay. the soul is
immortal. The soul is the mind. The
mind ought to be able to control the
body"
Yes, in some cases."
ain all cases, Mrs. Bowser. For in-
stance, you stub your toe. Il hurts.
You let your mind turn to something else
and the pain ceases"
"Humphl"
"That's it That's the usual way of
the ignorant-ridicule what they can't
argue and discuss in a sensible manner.
have often wondered if you really had
a soul"
Don't worry yourself, Mr.. Bowser.
If haven't got any soul I've got some
common sense"
"Very well. It's no use to talk to
person brought up in log house on the
edge of huckleberry marsh. l know
that the mind can control the body.
You deny it. hope to furnish yoT
with proofs within the week"
He was to furnish them that night
We were about ready to go up stairs and
he had been out bareheaded and in his
slippers to see if the barn door was locked,
when he suddenly gave great start and
cried out
"Gee-mi--my to JohnsonF'
whats the matterg"
"That tooth tried to jump clean out Of
my head Whewl Yit Hang It'll"
He sat down to hold his jaw and heave
to and fro and / said:
Your tooth jumps. 1t hurts you.
You let your mind turn to something
else and the pain ceases.
He looked up at me with the CLINT of
pounded glass in his eyes and was about
to reply in kind when the jumper
jumped in on him again and he seized
his jaw and yelled:
"Great Scots to scatteration, but can't
stand this Get me some camphorl I"
got him some and after time the
pain eased up and he went to bed. He
expected me to say something about
Control of the Body by the Mind, but
was waiting. knew that he wouldn't
get off so easily and could afford to give
him little time. / was just falling
asleep when Mr.. Bowser suddenly lifted
his feet high in air and uttered whoop
which set neighbor's dog to barking,
followed by the remark:
Thunder and lightning I"
@Mr. Bowser, are you asleep9" asked.
~Asleepi Mol I'm dead ! Say, this
internal thing has come back on me
Where's that camphor9"
"On thebureau, dear, but it won't do
you no good.
"Jewhittaker but she's jumping my
jaw right out of its socket I've got to
have something done for me or won't
live ten minutesl"
"Pshaw, Mr.. Bowser Hive some grit
and spunk about you What is a little
toothache?"
@Grit grit /" he shouted, as he danced
on one leg. @pve got more grit than any
seven families like yours rolled together;
but this is awful-awfll Are you go-
ing to lie there and see me drop dead2"
"You can stop it if you will. Just lie
down and put your mind at work. Think
of something else. Think of being out
in the woods at May Day festival-beau-
tiful fowers-happy children-green-"
Observation-Disclosures up!" he
yelled. Haven't we got any paregoric
in the house7"
"Yes, but it's down stairs in the medi-
cine-box. Why don't you experiment a
little, Mr.. Bowser2 If there is anything
in your theory now is good time to try
it. If you can imagine that"
@Paregoric c. peppermint - laudanum
hot ashes-hot salt-cotton battinglD he
howled as he pranced around and finally
disappeared down stairs He was gone
about five minutes, and then came back
on the jump with the box under his
arm. He filed his mouth with pain
killer, tried mustard, flew to peppermint,
and after exhausting all the remedies he
jumped up and down in the middle Of
the room and yelled 'sfirel"
l had to get up and go down and stir
up the fire and make q warm poultice
for his jaw and fuss around for an hour,
and he finally grew easier. Then said
to him:
@Mr. Bowser, you brought home a
book last night.