Mr. Toots had a toothache. Toots' toothache was a jumping toothache. Every time his tooth started to jump. Toots started instantaneously for the dentist's. You cannot temporize with a jumping toothache. Oddly enough, just as soon as Toots reached the dentist's he invariably discovered that his toothache had disappeared. Once he got as far as the dentist's chair. The dentist attempted to make a primary investigation of the tooth with an instrument of a peculiarly savage appearance, and Toots assured him that it was all a mistake. One of the easiest things people do is suggesting. All of Toots' friends took a hand at curing the painful tooth. Acting on their advice he tried various infallible patent "soothers" and toothache candles. At his office business was entirely suspended and Mr. Toots' clerks and stenographers organized themselves into a relief department. They tied a string around the afflicted tooth and attempted to fasten the other end of the string to a door. Mr. Toots objected strenuously. One of the clerks tied the end of the string around a heavy book and attempted to drop the book out of the window. Pale with terror. Toots caught the book just in time. A moment later, angered beyond endurance by the continued suggestions, he caught a book up from his desk and threw it at one of his clerks. It was the hook with the string tied to it. The string was still tied to his tooth. Hence his tooth followed the book.