Mebbe you heard of 'em afore--A1 druggists and importers.
Wa'al, I'm openin' a field for 'em and spreadin' 'em gin'rally through these air benighted and onhealthy districts, havin' the contract for the hull State--especially for Wozun's Universal Injin Panacea ez cures everything--bein' had from a recipe given by a Sachem to Dr.Wozun's gran'ther.

That bag--leavin' out a dozen paper collars and socks--is all the rest samples.

That's me, Ezekiel Corwin--only agent for Californy, and that's my mission." "Very well; but look here, Corwin," said Demorest, with a slight return of his old off-hand manner,--"I'd advise you to adopt a little more caution, and a little less criticism in your speech to the people about here, or I'm afraid you'll need the Universal Panacea for yourself.
Better men than you have been shot in my presence for half your freedom." "I guess you've just hit the bull's-eye there," replied Ezekiel, coolly, "for it's that HALF-freedom and HALF-truth that doesn't pay.

I kalkilate gin'rally to speak my hull mind--and I DO.

Wot's the consequence?
Why, when folks find I ain't afeard to speak my mind on their affairs, they kinder guess I'm tellin' the truth about my own.