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UNCLE REMUS WITH THE TOOTHACHE. 27edge of the trash-box in front of the office. Finallysome one asked, in a sympathetic tone :"What is the matter, old man? You look likeyou'd been through the mill.""Now you'er knockin' at de back do' sho'. EfI ain't bin thoo de millsence day' fo' yistiddy,den dey ain't no millsin de Ian'. Efwunner deze yerscurshun trains hadrunnedover me Icouldn't er binwuss off. I bintrompin' 'roun' inde low-groun's nowgwine onyear,seventy-fi'but I ain't see nosich times ez dat w'at I done spe'unst now.isenny er "youall ever rastled wid de toofache ?" Oh, hundreds of times ! The toothache isn't anything."" Den you des played 'roun' de aidges. You ain'thad de kine w'at kotch me on de underjaw. Youmout a had a gum-bile, but you ain'tbin boddered widde toofache. I wuz settin'up talkin' wid my ole'oman, kinder puzzlin' 'roun' fer ter see whar de nex'meal's vittles wuz a gwineter cum fum, an' I feel a