ouble of yours."

I stopped looking at myself in the mirror and the tense condition of
my nerves was immediately relieved.

"Feel better right away, eh?" he asked.

"Yes," I admitted.

"So I thought," he said. "You've momentarily given up
self-contemplation. Now lower your gaze. Look at your chest a moment."

Just what were the properties of the glass I do not know, nor do I
know how one's chest should look, but, as I looked down, I found that
just as I could penetrate to the depths of my mind through my eyes, so
was it possible for me to inspect myself physically.

"Nothing the matter there, eh?" said AEsculapius.

"Not that I can see," said I.

"Nor I," said he. "Now, if you think there is anything the matter with
you anywhere else," he added, "you are welcome to use the glasses as
long as you see fit."

I took a sneaking glance at my right side and was immediately made
aware of the fact that all was well with me there, and that all my
trouble had come from my ill-advised "wondering" whether that Midas
omelet would bother me or not.

"These glasses are wonderful," said I.

"They are a great help," said AEsculapius.

"And do you always permit your patients to put them on?" I asked.

"Not always," said he. "Sometimes people really have something the
matter with them. More often, of course, they haven't. It would never
do to let a really sick man see his condition. If they are ill, I can
see at once what is the matter by means of these spectacles, and can,
of course, prescribe. If they are not, there is no surer means of
effecting a cure than putting these on the patient's nose and letting
him see for himself that he is all right."

"They have all the quality of the X-ray light," I suggested, turning
my gaze upon an iron safe in the corner of the room, which immediately
disclosed its contents.

"They are X-ray glasses," said AEsculapius. "In a good light you can
see through anything with 'em on. I have lenses of the same kind in my
window, and when you came up I looked at you through the window-pane
and saw at once that there was nothing the matter with you."

"I wish our earthly doctors had glasses like these," I ventured,
taking them off, for truly I was beginning to fancy a strain.

"They have--or at least they have something quite as good," said
AEsculapius. "They are all my disciples, and in the best instances they
can see through the average patient without them. They have insight.
You don't b