The doctor says he will do it fur a week, jest fur fun, and mebby pick up another feller to take Looey's place out there.
This feller's name is Watty Sanders, and his wife is a fat lady in his own show and very good-natured when not intoxicated nor mad at Watty.

She was billed on the curtains outside fur five hundred and fifty pounds, and Watty says she really does weigh nigh on to four hundred.

But being a fat lady's husband ain't no bed of rosy ease at that, Watty tells the doctor.

It's like every other trade--it has its own pertic'ler responsibilities and troubles.

She is a turrible expense to Watty on account of eating so much.