ally one tooth that has behaved herself like
a lady. Other teeth may have betrayed your confidence but Old Faithful
has hung on, attending to business, asking only for standing room and
kind treatment. The others you may view with alarm, but to this tooth
you can point with pride. But have a care--she is deceiving you.

Some night you go to bed and have a dream. In your dream it seems to you
that a fox terrier is chasing a woodchuck around and around the inside
of your head. In that tangled sort of fashion peculiar to dreams your
sympathy seems to go out first to the fox terrier and then to the
woodchuck as they circle about nimbly, leaping from your tonsils to your
larynx and then up over the rafters in the roof of your mouth and down
again and pattering over the sub-maxillary from side to side. But about
then you wake up with a violent start and decide that any sympathy
you may have in stock should be reserved for personal use exclusively,
because at this moment the dog trees the woodchuck at the base of
that cherished tooth of yours and starts to dig him out. He is a very
determined dog and very active, but he needs a manicure. You are struck
by that fact almost immediately.

Uttering some of those trite and commonplace remarks that are customary
for use under such circumstances and yet are so futile to express
one's real sentiments, you arise and undertake to pacify the infuriated
creature with household remedies. You try to lure him away with a wad
of medicated cotton stuck on the end of a parlor match. But arnica is
evidently an acquired taste with him. He doesn't seem to care for it any
more than you do. You begin to dress, using one hand to put your clothes
on with and the other to hold the top of your head on. At this important
juncture, the dog tears down the last remaining partitions and nails the
woodchuck. The woodchuck is game--say what you will about the habits and
customs of the woodchuck you have to hand it to him there--he's game as
a lion. He fights back desperately. Intense excitement reigns throughout
the vicinity. While the struggle wages you get your clothes on and wait
for daylight to come, which it does in from eight to ten weeks. Norway
is not the only place where the nights are six months long.

There is nobody waiting at the dentist's when you get there, it being
early. You are willing to wait. At a barber shop it may be different but
at a dentist's you are always willing to wait, like a gen