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up our nostrils. Fortunately, we have no head cold. Then, placing s wooden spatula on our tongues, he peore dom our throst. We feck ike vuaitting. He resarks that we are mifforing fron tonsilitis or gore throat. » . one guess ! te as good as another! Ne watch Capone subject himtelt to these exaninations. Yes, the imate is more thoughtful of this patient. Ho is a fenous character. Be 4s a miliionaire! And axe cannot insult or injure the feelings of « million aire, even though be fs « convict in the penitentiary. A cheery word speeds Capone out with us and to the chest and dung examination. We again disrobe, This time the upper garments are reacved. No step upon a scale. We step off. Thatts it, now, take « deep breath. Wow blow out. All right, another! That's it! The phystoian bidding us inhale and exhale mysteriously taps our chest. It seams like a lodge initiation, He are passed through as the doctor in charge calls off to an imate the assort- pent of ailments the varius men muffer. i Capone is next. He steps upon the scale, The doctor locks | approvingly at the mscular figure with the overlapping belly, fimnph, he } + Immphs, he'll not have that long oa the food he'll get here. 5 anined to seo if he has tuberculosis, affected lunge and what not. 40, he hasn't avon appendicitis, nor any indication of getting it. Be is ahead of ax, hell! Gotta give your nase and amber again? Seems as But though having 4t on your underwear, shirt and pants would be enough. forever being asked what it de, Me tell the interne. He writes it on a chart Be looks at our teoth and calls out: showing © set of upper and lower teeth. "Pilling" "Cap" “Crom” “Falss” Kissing" or whatever the molars disclose to his expericnced eyes. Another interne "x's" the different symbole representing the ferogoing definitions. And we are through herel "I guess that's about #11," Capone vectures to remarks “Bell, nol" retorts damn! often, I know, ‘dede*23 yoy | “shots for watt