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There never was better prescription
made up, any where, for that most horrible
ofall diseases, Dyspepsia. Let these
Yankees alone, and they'll find out, some
day, cure for thurdersiorms, hurricanes
earthquakesand eclipses.-Sou. CM.


Cure for Dyspepsia.-In recent con-
versation between dyspeptic clergyman
and Yankee, the following occurred:


"Tell you what, fyou ministers, when
you gifts salary, d just git some land, and
dig your own corn and taters, guess as
you wouldn't git the dispepsy."


"Right friend-I'll record that"


Know Parson H, down here in
Bethlehem" "Yes."


"Beats feller all holler at mowin' and
pitehin.' Seed him stick pig last winter
and haint felIer in town can come with
in rod of him. Grand feller, smart char
breaches like sixty!"