Northwestern University Dental School - Purple and Gold Yearbook (Evanston, IL)

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Ai DENTIST 'AT ST. PETEFJS GATE. fBy L. c. F. HUGO, D. D. s. WASHINGTON, D. C. St. Peter all day lon-g had had Before him earthlings, good and bad, Admitting here, rejecting there- In everything impartial care, Such wearing strain this Work imposed That tired, he now the portal closedg And as he laid. him down to rest A sigh his troubled heart confessed: Cf late admissio-ns were so few- To what on earth could that be due! ' Uneasy dozed he on his cot- He scarcely f'forty vvinksl' had got- Wheii, harkl there was a timid kno-ck, A gentle trying of the lock. T WhoA's there? Wlio- co-mes at hour so late To--morrow call-I've shut the Gate ! A dentist, Wa.iled a lo-Wly voiceg Believe me, I'm not here from choice. Such tones proclaimed an urgent case, 4 The worried lo-ok left Pe-ter's face, And moved by merciful intent He rose-and to the Gate he Went. r'4Well, sir, what may you have to say? The strict demands of tru-th-obey! Not oft admittance gain your sortg But state your case, and-cut it shortf' M Published in Facts, Fads and Fancies About Teeth. 1 176

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A J'tudent's Adventure Listen, and you shall hear Cf the first cruise of our classmate dear His reddened locks now grown long and shaggy His trousers somewhat baggy. But from my tale I stray- Now of the barber bill and how he would pay, His curly locks he would have shorn By the barber of the Great Northern. His face, too, he would have shaved. Of his beauty we all have ravedg But now for face massage he pleaded, And for odor slight, hair oil he needed. The tonsorialist's smile was fair, As our schoolmate rose from the chair, But lo, seven-fifty was the bill, And our dear boy against this fought with a will. So they hailed a man in blue, Toward coin ma.gnetically inclined, The spell was cast, the influence so fine, That Anderson could not very well decline. 113 7 J A. B. C

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U Encouraged thus the candidate Began his story to relate. ' He told a plain, unvarnished tale Of lifels ro-ugh seas he had to sailg Of trials with which he had to copeg Qf cares and disap-pointed h-opeg Cf how before his time he died- To him sweet calm of age denied, His life no blameless course had beeng Though full of good-not free from sin. No good he left unsaid, no-r tried A By subterfuge the bad to hide. The great sins he had well withstoodg Wfith small-had done the best he could. lmpressed the Guardian seemed to be By story fro-in pretence so freeg It had a clear and honest ring- Not hereabout therusual thing. Wfith 11od and mien celestial, grand! He took the dentist by the handg And was about to pass him in- XV hen here broke out .an awful din! Un lo-oking round they heard a throng Qf ghosts exclaimingz hlhfrongl it's wrong!! Surprised and wroth St. Peter cried: Such clamor I will not abide! This is no place for whoop and yellg So-quietly your business tellg Does it concern this weary Soul Wfho seeks the restful, Heavenly Goal? Indeed it doesfl the spirits shout, From Heaven we want that wretch kept out l There now stepped forth an oily ghost W'ho best address and-lungs could boast : Pm sure fair hearing to obtain lt's only needful to explain That we in gross, or earthly state. Wfere patients of this candidate: That we're from earth projected here And in our astra.l forin appear To render cogent reasons why In our opinion, much too high For after-life, this dentist aiins. NYhen restful Heaven as due him claims. 177