Giz. The man doctor—him with the p'inted musstash.
Lut'er. I seen him take a egg outer Jimmie Weldon's ear—an' Jimmie swore he didn't have no hen in his head.
Doctor. But the lady doctor said it warn't so good—effie-cacious she called it—withouten you took two bottles o' the buildin' up medicine, a box o' the liver pills an' a bottle o' the hair fluid.
Giz. She knowed a lot. She told me just how I felt an' she said she hated to trouble me but I had a internal ailment. An' she said I needed all their medicine jus' like the Indians used it. But I told her I didn't have no money so she said maybe the box o' liver pills would do if I'd bring 'em some corn for their supper.
Doctor. Y' got the liver pills?
Giz. Uh-huh.
Lut'er. Took any?
Giz. Nup, I'm savin' 'em.
Lut'er. What fur?
Giz. Till I'm feelin' sicker'n I am now.