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Our young hopeful came running into the house. His suit was dusty, and there was a bump on his small brow. But a gleam was in his eye, and he held out a baby tooth. "How did you pull it?" demanded his mother. "Oh," he said bravely, "it was easy enough. I just fell down, and the whole world came up and pushed it out."

My curse upon thy venom'd stang, That shoots my tortured gums alang; And through my lugs gies monie a twang, Wi' gnawing vengeance, Tearing my nerves wi' bitter pang, Like racking engines! -Burn.