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My Dear the high Surgeon General of all health

I am write, for my people, to thank for so much time Dr. Waugh. My people suffer, why, all time by tooth. Now since Dr Waugh come & go, Eskimos laugh and dance like baby almost new. He so kind and sweet to beautiful & work so hard for people. He stuck little pin into me all pain gone Mr. Tooth ache he jump, right out in hand. My people ask me mouth that he come back soon as bird come again.

For me I die if he do not come so please dear high health send him back with North ship. From the time he stuck little pin in me I love my Dr Waugh. I think for just one while he stay by me but no he little like other Dr Moss who other times.

One time long ago you send beautiful tooth fixer who play fiddle for me. He so pretty, maids love him very much but think he keep something from me because he stop so often when he speak to me. He work hard play fiddle, sing, everything very hard He promise come back but never do. Soon later, come, you send other tooth fixer. He sung for me oh pretty sing like bird. Every all day and night, I try keep him here my Joe but no he say you make him go away.

Then you send  Arthur tooth fixer, so fine mustache. All nite long he tell me stories bout cities & Paris. He promise send me pretty dress when he leave but does not send. You see dear high health made
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