248 FIVE ACRES TOO MUCH. 



From almost the hour when we come into the world, 

 until the time when we quit it, or so long as a stump 

 or root remains, our teeth are a source of annoyance 

 to us. They have to be cut, and then pulled out, that 

 they may &quot; cut and come again.&quot; As babies, we are 

 &quot;never ourselves&quot; for the cutting of our teeth; when 

 we grow older we wish we were any body else, from 

 the misery they cause us. They ache, and decay, and 

 break ; they come out when they should stay in, and 

 stay in when they should come out; they torture and 

 torment us till we only get rid of them with life 

 itself. 



On the other hand, the artificial teeth never pain 

 the possessor, rarely break, and, if broken, are easily 

 replaced; are readily cleaned, do not fall out, but 

 can be removed at pleasure. They are infinitely 

 handsomer than their ugly, irregular, uneven, discol 

 ored, and dirty prototypes. These exquisite produc 

 tions of art are made of a delicate, pearly shade of 

 white ; they form a perfect row of well-proportioned 

 beauty, undistinguishable from the genuine article, 

 their very gums matching and closely fitting the nat 

 ural flesh beneath them ; they never inflict a tortur 

 ing tooth-ache, driving man crazy with pain, and 

 keeping him sleepless the long, dreary nights ; they 

 require no filling an operation that the unfortunate 



