Den yew shud jest see sum ov dem wimin dance !
Yewd think dey wos maid ov elastik. An’ dey was
de dandiest hie-kikkers yew ever did see! Dey’d |
jest as soon kik a hole inde seelin’ j
or nok de roof outen a fellers’ hat
wid dare tose, as luk at yew. I don’t
think dey hev enny jints at awl, an’
I'll gamble pennies dey never hev
no roomatism. A feller sot besides
mei night, wen dey was tryin’ tew
kik de stuffin’ out ov de atmesfear,
an’ he sed he gessed dem gals was
spry enuf tew no a thing er too.
. “Dey aint takin’ no chantzes wid
der roomatiz,”’ he sed. “T’ll betdem gals take a dose ov
this tew or tree times a day,” an’ he shoed me one ovdem
little blew bottles ov powder. I began tew think that
every modders’ son wot wos at de Fair had cottoned |
ter that remmedi. Der big fellers wot wos runnin’ de
show—mannyjers dey kawl ’em—dey awl carrid dere little
blew bottles an’ yused ter take a‘ fizz” every now an _
agen, but chefely now. Dey sed it yused ter inviggerate tierd branes, an’

    

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