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from agony, but by the skill of a dentist, I shuddered lest I should be subjected to similar treatment. My poor servant-girl Betty, who heard the description of this bungling operation, screamed in sympathetic recollection of what she once had suffered under the hands of a dentist. She begged of me, "for goodness sake, to give up the notion of going to have my tooth hauled out in that fashion, for she could assure mc it was quite unspeakable for to tell the pain that must be endured. It was the most horrid scraunch that cver was in this mortal world. Nobody could tell if their head was off or on, and it wa'nt & right way for to trcat any human Christian." I listened to poor Betty, bccause I began to think there was one person who could apprcciate my sufferings. I hoped to escape from farther interruption by being denied, but Betty told me a gentleman had been waiting some time in tho parlour, who said he would not detain me half a minute. Ho camc-a friend I had not scen for many years. He sympathiscd with me, while I briefly told how sadly I was afflicted.
"My dcar fricnd," exclaimed he, "I can curo you in tcn minutes."
"How? How?2 enquired I "do it in pity."
"Instantly," said he. "Betty, have you any alum."
"Yes."
"Bring it, and some common salt."
They wero produced; my fricnd pulverized them, mixed them in equal quantities; then wet a small piece of cotton, causing the mixed powders to adhere, and placed it in my hollow tooth.
"There," said he; "if that do not cure you, I will forfeit my head. You may tell this in Gath,
