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The Treasure of Heaven

CHAPTER VI
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Glory be good to me! Think o' the numskulls as goes in for pendlecitis! There's a fine name for ye! Pendlecitis! Hor--er--hor! All the fash'nables 'as got it, an' all the doctors 'as their knives sharpened an' ready to cut off the remains o' the tail we 'ad when we was all 'appy apes together! Hor--er--hor! An' the bit o' tail 's curled up in our in'ards now where it ain't got no business to be.

Which shows as 'ow Natur' don't know 'ow to do it, seein' as if we 'adn't wanted a tail, she'd a' took it sheer off an' not left any behind.

But the doctors thinks they knows a darn sight better'n Natur', an' they'll soon be givin' lessons in the makin' o' man to the Lord A'mighty hisself! Hor--er--hor! Pendlecitis! That's a precious monkey's tail, that there! In my grandfather's day we didn't 'ear 'bout no monkey's tails,--'twas just a chill an' inflammation o' the in'ards, an' a few yerbs made into a tea an' drunk 'ot fastin', cured it in twenty-four hours.

But they've so many new-fangled notions nowadays, they've forgot all the old 'uns.

There's the cancer illness,--people goes off all over the country now from cancer as never used to in my father's day, an' why?
'Cos they'se gittin' too wise for Nature's own cure.


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