University of the Pacific School of Dentistry - Chips Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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them lay a woman poorly clad, who, I suppose, was the mother of Lou and Effie. Over in a corner was an old, broken-down stove. It had no fire in it. Near. it was a stand with a cup and saucer upon it. The cup had a large niche in it, as though one of the children had at 'one time been ravishly hungry. The things mentioned and an old box was all that occupied the room. Suddenly the door opened and was closed with a bang. The person disclosed was a large, heavily-built man with a black mus- tache and sneaky eyes. I was quickly banished from sight in Lou's hair. Hey there: what you got there, hand it over Lou, hand it over. I'm suffering fer a drink, a voice said gruffly, as the man strode over to Lou. Oh, papa, please don't make me give it to you. I only got just one of 'em. Here there, hand it over, Lou, you can't get out of itg hand it over, I tell you, hand it over, he said again. I began to shiver with fright, what was going to happen to me. Lou began to tremble, too. I could hold on to her hair no longer, and I dropped to the floor. Ah, ah, so that's what you kids has, is it? Where did you get it, anyhow? Without waiting for an answer, he put me in his pocket, and with a gruff word to his wife, he strode out of the room. I-le took me to at pawn shop and sold me. Again I was put in a large window for men, women and children to stare at and comment about. , One day I was taken out of the window and sold to a pretty young girl, who gave the man a beautiful dress in exchange. The young girl placed me on one of her fingers and then she went to see a dentist, for she had a toothache. XfVhen we arrived at the dentist's, I began to feel nervous, for it seemed as though some of my comrades were nearer to me than they had been since we left our home in the ground. The dentist worked very hard on the offending tooth and pretty soon he took a little bottle from a drawer and opened it, and put a lot of small yellow balls on a little pan over a fire and soon I heard voices call out, as if in pain, and I recognized them as the voices of my comrades. Then the dentist took them one by one and put them in the hole in the pretty girl's tooth, and when he finished his task and my comrades were polished and shone very brightly, the girl went to her home. That night I asked my comrades what had become of them since we left our home in the earth, and this is what they told me: We were shaken up in a pan with a lot of dirty rocks and water, then we were picked out and taken to a cellar, where we were put in a fire and the pain we had to suffer made us all try to comfort one another. We were now poured into a box of charcoal and we grew very cool once more and when 'ave were taken out we found that we were brighter than before we had 37

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THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A PIECE OF GOLD. By Mary Reynolds. CAge 11 Yearsj I was once happy and free, away down in the black earth. One day I was taken away from my companions and placed in a pan with dirt and rocks. Soon I was covered with water, and then shook to and fro till my poor head ached. I was then taken out of the pan with some dirty fingers and turned over and over, and then placed carefully in the pan again. The pan was carried up to a house and I heard a little voice cry, Oh! Oh! Look what papa has. Then I heard a clatter of tiny feet and I was jostled a little, because one of the youngsters had pulled on the person's arm whom they called papa. I was then put into a little glass vial and placed in papa's pocket. Then I was taken on a long journey to the goldsmith. How lonely I was, so far from my comrades, way down in the earth. True, I had often been lonely there, for I had never appreciated home hospitality. Now, however, I would have given anything to have been back in my old home. At the end of the journey I felt myself taken out of the dark, deep pocket and placed in the goldsmith's hand. After a while I found myself in a large iron kettle full of other gold. I soon began to feel exceedingly hot, and then I melted away. After a while the goldsmith took me out of the pot and made me in the shape of a ring. He placed a glittering diamond on my head and then put me in the window for people to look at. At last I was taken out of the window and an old man with a white beard bought me, saying he wanted to give me to his granddaughter for a birthday present. I was placed in a pretty box filled with soft totton. One morning the old man gave me to his granddaughter. I heard her say, Oh, grandpa, it's so pretty, thank you, ever and ever so much ! This made me feel proud because she said I was pretty. One day I dropped from her finger under some boards. There I lay day after day. VVould no one pick me up? Yes, in- deed. One day while I was dreaming of bygone days the boards were taken up and I was picked up hastily. I heard a little scream, Oh! Oh! Effie, come hereg look what I found! I was regarded curiously for two or three minutes. Oh, Long it's a ring! An' Effie, see the pretty diamond ! Oh, but Lou, we can't let father see it or he would pawn it so he could buy beer. Hu, huh, weill have to hide it. I was 'then tucked lovingly away in Lou's bosom. I next found myself in a dark, cold dreary attic. The little girls were looking at me in one of the dark corners. From there I could see all around. Near me were some old clothes. On 36

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been burned. But we were not able to rest yet, for we were placed between large rolers and squeezed and rolled very thin and cut into small squares and placed between other squares of a sort of skin and laid on a block of granite. It seemed that our sufferings were not yet over, for now a large, heavy hammer was made to hit us for a long time and at each blow we could feel ourselves becoming thinner and spreading out more. NYC were now taken and cut into strips and rolled very loosely and then cut into little balls and placed in a bottle, which was placed on a shelf in a big iron box. At last we were taken to a dentist's office, and the dentist took us out of the bottle- and placed us in a pan over a fire and then picked us up one by one and hammered us so hard into a hole in this tooth and then rubbed some rough paper over us many time until we became bright. My comrades and I became fast friends and had many talks together, until one day the pretty girl tried to crack a nut with her teeth and my comrades were knocked out of the tooth and were lost. Some time after this I was placed on a window casing and as I was ve1'ylonesome,l decided to go back to my home in the earth and so rolled out of the window into a hole in the ground, and am now alone and am unable to talk with my comrades any more, but have hopes of being able to join them some day soon. SUGGESTIONS TO GRADUATES AND OTHERS. By Albert E. Skyes, D. D. S., Prof. Dental Porcelain Art, C. P. Si Every professional man who has succeeded can attribute his success to standards placed, rules and methods followed in his early career. He formulated these rules and methods to guide him in attaining his high standard of success. It is well to re- member that we cannot place our standards too highg besides as we approach them we will End that we are capable of placing others beyond, and in this manner we keep progressing. When a person places his standard, reaching it with appar- ent ease, remaining satisfied with his attainment, he ceases to progress, and before long he takes his place in the ranks of the Has Beensf' VVe hear at times of men who are still practicing with their college education. These men stopped study and investigation when they got their diplomas. Moral and physical cleanliness, honesty of purpose, business integrity, kindness, gentleness and a sincere love of our fellow- man are things to be well considered upon entering the profes- 38