Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . ont of the Kimball house,if Doctor Connaughton had his big white fedora, white princealbert, and habits on, hed stand on the balcony and toss ema silver dollar for every tune. Doc Con was a catarrh moses—nearly everybody havincatarrh in them days from readin the docs monthly paper,The Medical Missionary. If Doc Con couldnt relieve yourcatarrh, he could certainly make an awfulnick in your bank roll. Or, you could takea chance with Doc McAffee or Mrs. DocKeck, and get a tumble for your catarrhand your coin, gettin action two waysfrom
Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . ont of the Kimball house,if Doctor Connaughton had his big white fedora, white princealbert, and habits on, hed stand on the balcony and toss ema silver dollar for every tune. Doc Con was a catarrh moses—nearly everybody havincatarrh in them days from readin the docs monthly paper,The Medical Missionary. If Doc Con couldnt relieve yourcatarrh, he could certainly make an awfulnick in your bank roll. Or, you could takea chance with Doc McAffee or Mrs. DocKeck, and get a tumble for your catarrhand your coin, gettin action two waysfrom the ace. All them catarrh flimmerswore bushy whiskers, exceptin the , but her hubby sprouted a wilderbunch of wind whistlers than either TradeSmith or his brother Mark. Doc Con keptthe microbes on the jump in his alfalfa byusin a comb, even if that was buckin the rules of the doctorsunion. The only doc guy that had Doc Con on a barrel inthe whiskers line was Doc Spinney, of Spinneyville sulphursprings, the place thats now called Linwood. Every time. 113 THEM WAS THE GOOD OLD DAYS Doc Con got a flash at Doc Spinneys whiskers he turnedgreen, and then took a jump off the wagon. Them was the good old days, sport! Nosquare-heads was tryin to shoot constructivecriticism, no oilcans sprinklin sugar on slicedtomatoes, no dumbells tippin bellhops to pageem at banquets, and you could get six beersfor a quarter. But we had Slammy Ottersenhollerin She-car-r-go papers on the post-office corner, plenty of plain soldierin at theArsenal, and Bert Brockett introducin floor-walkin and Harry McLaughlin tendin* thesilk counter at Petersens. Of course, the menfolks was wearin their vests buttoned and stiffcollars and neckties durin dogdays, just likethey do in these bustlin times. So was the wimmen folksagainst neck ventilation, but since then they inherited acoupla brains. Business men hang to the old collar andnecktie, though, and no power on this green earth can tearem away from the hab
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