Say “Ah” Again
William Boulton ’00
The school was fortunate indeed in finding such a splendid man and resident physician as Dr. Overlock. He was always on call, always cheerful, and always trailed by an aroma of ammonia. Morgan Goetchius ’00 relates a personal experience, and the prevailing technique has been corroborated:
“I was in bed in the infirmary with a man-sized sore throat when Dr. Overlock came in. After looking at my throat with a spoon which he replaced in his pocket, he ordered me to stand up facing the window.
‘Say Ah’ quoth Dr. Overlock. I obeyed and he grasped the back of my neck very firmly with his left hand and whipped a long scissorlike contraption from his hip pocket with his right. Down my throat it went and out came a tonsil. ‘Say Ah again,’ said the doctor. I obeyed and out came another. I staggered to my bed and Doc smiled and remarked that I wouldn’t want to eat toast for a few days.”
