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Show His Condition. "Hot,- are you coming on, Uncle Bragg?" asked an acquaintance. "Well, I'll just p'tu tell ye, Gabe," answered old Bragg Sockery of Mount Pizgy, Ark. "I hain't doing no per-tlckler per-tlckler good. 'Pears like the doctor and the neighbors don't understand my case. Some says line thing about It and some says something else, till I'll be dogged If I don't get to sorter wondering won-dering whether none of 'em have got any sense. I don't like to disapp'int my friends, though, and I hate to waste what I pay the doctor for. So I've took enough of one thing and tuther to float a boat, and have kinda got the notion that what's the matter with me is simply what's the matter with me, and there hain't no p'tu help for it." Kansas City Star. |