The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1914-10-15

breather."
I'll see that it's corrected" prom
ised the mother.
only one thing can correct IT,"
said DR.. Strong gravely. There's a
difficulty that must be removed"
"You mean an operation? On that
baby? Do you know that she isn't
five yet? And you want to cut her
with a knife"
STEADY, Myra,' came Mr.. Clydes
| full, even speech. "Dr. Strong does
MT want 10 do anything except what
he considers necessary"
necessary Surprising she does
breathe through her mouth What
excuse is that for torturing her
my babyr
"rll answer that, Mrs. Clyde" said
the doctor, with patient politeness.
Walking over to the window he
threw il up and called, "Oh, Tootlesl
Twinklesl Honorable Miss Cherub,
come up here. I've got something to
show you" And presently in came
the child, dragging a huge and di-
lapidated dol.
She was a picture of rosy health,
but, for the first time, the mother
noted the dropping of the lower jaw,
and the slight lift of the upper lip,
revealing the edges Of two pearly
teeth. DR.. Strong took from a draw
er a little wooden box, adjusted a
lever and, placing the ear pieces in
Betty's ears, bade her listen. Bnt the
child shook her head. Again he ad-
justed the indicator. This time, too,
she said that she heard nothing.
| Not until the fourth change did she
annouce delightedly that she heard
a pretty bell, but that it sounded
very far away.
Now wen try it on mother"
said the experimental, and added
in low tone as he handed it to Mrs.
Clyde, 1--WE set it two points less
loud than Beltys mark. Can you
hear it?"
Mrs. Clyde nodded. A look of
dread came into her eyes.
Now, Tootles, open your mouth"
directed the doctor, producing lit
tie oblong metal contrivance.
II haven't got any sore froat,"
objected the young lady.
mo, but ! want to look at the
thoughts inside your head" he ex-
planned mysteriously.
With entire confidence the child
opened her mouth as wide as pos
| sible. and DIR. Strong, setting the in
strument far back against her tom
que, applied his eye to the other
end.
"All right, Toots," he said, after
a moment. Get your breath, and
! then let mother look"
He showed Mrs. Clyde how to
press the tiny button setting aglow
an electric lamp and lighting up the
nasal passages above the throat,
which we're reflected on a mirror
within the contrivance and thus
made clear to the eye. Following
his instructions, she set her eye to
the miniature telescope as the ply
stefan pressed it against the little
tongue.
We'll, Betty" said DR.. Strong,
as the implement was again with
drawn, you've got very nice
thoughts inside that wise little
head of yours. Now you can con-
tinue bringing up your doll in the
way she should GO"
As the door closed behind her,
the mother turned to DR.. Strong.
as she going to be deaf?" she
asked breathlessly.
"Of course not" he treasured
her. THAT will be taken care of.
What did you see above the back
of the throat?"
Little things like tiny stalac-
tites hanging down."
"AdenOids."
where could she have gotten
adenoids?' cried Mrs. Clyde.
From her remOtest imaginable
ancestor, probably"
why, aren't they a diseased?
"NG. An inheritance. The race
has always had them. Probably
they're vestigial salivary glands,
the use of which we've outgrown.
Unfortunately they may Overdevel-
op and block up the air-passages.
Then they have to come out"
For the first time in the confer
ence Grandma Sharpless gathered
force and speech.
Young man." she said solemnly
rather accusingly, in fact-"if the
Lord put adenoids in the human
nose he put 'em there for some pur-
pose"
Doubtless. But that purpose,
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