I got up to go.

Then he laid his hand on my sleeve.
"'Bailey,' says he, 'when Betsy Mayo was ailin', her sister's tribe was all for the Faith Cure and her husband's relations was high for patent medicine.

When the Faith Curists got to workin', in would come some of the patent mediciners and give 'em the bounce.

And when THEY went home for the night, the Faithers would smash all the bottles.

Finally they got so busy fightin' 'mong themselves that Betsy see she was gettin' no better fast, and sent for the reg'lar doctor.