going to give something away himself, for he was saying in his
speech,--

"Because I was once born in your beautiful ceety, I will give
away--for this night only--a whole bottle of this magic medicine for
the trifling sum of fifty cents!"

That was very generous, thought the boys, and they said so to the
Toyman, but again he told them to "wait an' see."

And then Dr. Philemon Pipp turned to the crowd of men and boys and
hollered real loud like the minister at camp-meeting,--

"Who'll be the first to be cuhed? Who'll be the first to be happy
again?"

And one by one the silly people went down in their pockets, and
brought up their fifty-cent pieces, and handed them up to the man on
the wagon.

You see, every one must have had at least one of the kinds of pains
and aches Dr. Pipp talked about, for he mentioned every one in the
world.

Marmaduke thought that black medicine would be fine for the Toyman.

"Toyman," he said, "buy a bottle, an' it will cure you of that bad
rheumatism."

"No," replied the Toyman, "that won't cure even chilblains. That old