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Show His Condition. "How ate yon coming on, Uncle Bragg?" asked an acquaintance. "Well, I'll Just p'tu tell ye, Gabe," answered old Bragg Sockery of iJount Hzgy, Ark. "I hain't doing no per-tlckler per-tlckler good. Tears like the doctor and tlie neighbors don't understand my case. Some says one thing about It and souie 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." Kausas City Star. |