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Show 4 Walt Mason j sV THE OPERATION FAD When something hurt our well known, dads, the doe prescribed his pills, or lint j merits, or liver pods, or compound Juice ! of squills, but now he'd take his saw I adze, to cure us of our Ills. There was (some sense In being sick In bravo old days like thoje. for then the tired and : footson hick in Illness lounri repose; what limn the doctor, summoned quick. I proscribed the proper doi'e. I often sought the village doc. when I had ache or smart, and he would give me pills of chalk that nearly broke my heart: but ne.i dill this heal 01 talk of rending me apart He gave leu drops of melted VU much virtue In iL lie. and stuff thai tn.-st.-s like carpel acks. and pills of giant r.lze; but never did he ehake an axe bc-' bc-' for.- mj shrinking eyes. But now when ! to the doc f trot, because of .iciu- oj p un. ! li" prdds me in the tender spot, and sa that pills are vain; ho wants to ley me .on a cot, and split my form in twain. He aays, "Oh. thunder and "Oh. pshaw!" iwben I old methods name; he says there ought to be n law nr.ilnst that an.i"iit 'game, li- wants to take his cross cut saw. and push il through my frame. 1 have I about a hundred ills aid ennnol bav-!them bav-!them h.raled, because, while 1 will swallow swal-low pills, 1 won't be sliced or peeled: ij i won't be cured of mumps or chills by tools the surgeons wield. J |