I suggest that his testimony be taken for what it is worth." "No, you don't swar me," broke in the lunatic.

"Not if I knows myself.
You see, when a feller's got one side of his head tater, he's mighty onsartain like.

You don't swar me, fer I can't tell what minute the tater side'll begin to talk.

I'm talkin' out of the lef' side now, and I'm all right.

But you don't swar me.