_First Itinerant Physician_ (_as he screws up fragments of candy in pieces of newspaper_). That is Frog in your Froat what I'm doin' up now. I arsk you to try it. It's given to me to give away, and I'm goin' to _give_ it away--you understand?--that's all. And now I'm goin' to tork to you about suthink else. You see this small bottle what I 'old up. I tell you there's 'undreds layin' in bed at this present moment as 'ud give a shillin' fur one of these--and I offer it to you at one penny! It corrects all nerve-pains connected with the 'ed, cures earache, toothache, neuralgy, noomonia, 'art-complaint, fits, an' syhatica. Each bottle is charged with helectricity, forming a complete galvanic-battery. Hall _you_ 'ave to do is to place the bottle to one o' your nawstrils, first closing the other with your finger. You will find it compels you to sniff. The moment you _tyke_ that sniff, you'll find the worter comin' into your heyes--and that's the helectricity. You'll say, "_I_ always 'eard helectricity was a _fluid_." (_With withering scorn._) Very _likely!_ You _'ave!_ An' _why?_ Be-cawse o' the hignirant notions prevailin' about scientific affairs! Hevery one o' these bottles contains a battery, and to heach purchaser I myke 'im a present--a _present_, mind yer--of Frog in 'is Froat! _Susan Jane_ (_to_ LIZERANN, _before a stall where "Novelettes, three a penny," are to be procured by the literary_). Shall we 'ave a penn'orth, an' you go 'alves along o' me? _Lizerann._ Not _me_. I ain't got no time to go improvin' o' _my_ mind, whatever _you_ 'ave!