He Was No Dude
by C. J. Taylor (1895)
Customer (in uptown drug store).—I want a thirty-grain dose o’ quinine, young man.
Clerk.—Yes, sir. What will you take it with, sir?
Customer.—I’ll take it with a spoon. I’m a Wabash Valley man, an’ I ain’t doodish ’nough yet, thank God, to eat with a fork.
Lazy Curator™ sez: I apologize for the “on the bias” nature of this entry. Wonky Scan strikes again!