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Show Test Case. "I'm a 'beauty doctor,' " announced tho stranger with tho hand satchel full of cosmetics and massago machines. "Do you think I could get any practice prac-tice around hero?" "Yeou mako ugly things pretty, don't yeou?" drawled tho old farmer In the Bpeckled shirt. "That's my business, sir." "Wall, If yoou'll go down back of my barn yeou'll find an old slate-colored cow with ono oyo and one horn nnd wrinkles like canals nil over her face. Sho's tho ugliest cow In seven states and It yeou can mako her pretty pret-ty I'll agree that yeou be a 'beauty doctor' an' give yeou n dollar." |