Grass Valley telegraph., 1853-11-24
A FABLE FOR REFORNERS.

We think the following correspondence of
the Home Journal, an excellent thing for it's
notwithstanding as it does, the difference
between despotic and free governments The
one mast be kept from the public eye. the
other fourishes best and is the purer by be-
ing held up to the gaze of the world
A man named Body Politic, was sick. He
had been sick so long, that the oldest of his
friends could not remember time when he
had been well, and it was frequently said that
had not Mr.. Politic possessed a constitution
of wonderful strength, he would lone ago
have ceased to live. During his long illness,
he was never confined to his bed, but was al
ways at work, discharging his daily duties
with vigor and enthusiasm
The symptoms of his disease were never.
at any two periods of his life. precisely the
same. In its later stages, new and peculiar
ly disagreeable symptoms had manifested
themselves. Sores of various kinds broke
out all over his face, most Offensive to the
eye, very irritating to the patient. and tend
ing to debilitate his system. Some of these
sores, which were red and fiery in appear
ance, were named Rhumholes. Others of
deeper malignity, but scarcely visible on the
surface, were styled Bagnios. Others bore
a yellOWish tinge and were called Inferna.
And there were various other kinds, called
by other names. but all bearing certain re-
semblance, and all supposed to proceed from
the same cause
For each class Of sores, the afflicted man
had physician. DR.. Dow, for example. was
solely engaged in carefully covering up, with
an impervious plaster, the Rhumholes and
DR.. Green assiduOusly devoted himself to the
Inferna. A long period elapsed, and still the
sick man grew no better No sooner was one
sore securely covered over than it broke out
at the edges of the plaster, or an inch or two
beyond it, and the work had to be begun all
over again, ItWas also Observed that at the
same time when the sores were most COM
pletely concealed, the general health of the
patient was worse. He was convinced, too,
that however carefully the sores were cover
ed, they were not cured but were fostering
and burning beneath their black patches,
more violently than ever Meanwhile, the
fees Of his numerous physicians were enor-
nous, and their half-yearly bills came in with
frightful regularity. The poor man was in
despair.
He consulted friend, who was wise man.
His friend listened to the statement of the
No0C, o1u lHCIA ca ~ CSSCU HIS opinion UlluS =
" The sores upon your face, my dear Mr.. Pol
itic, are, at present unavoidable, and you
ought to be glad that that they exist They
are natures way Of preventing the disease
from preying upon the vital parts of your
system If it were possible to cure them,
you would become far more seriously sick
you could no longer perform your duties, and
you would inevitably become a confirmed
invalid. Therefore, take off those patches
and bandages. Give the sore places light
and air. That alone will rob them of half
their virulence. Keep them cIean scrupu-
lousy clean, and give yourself no further
concern about them. Diet, exercise cheer
fulness, temperance-thesea are your remedies.
They may be slow in their operation, but they
are sure and a cure effected by this means,
is sure and permanent"
The sick man acted upon his advice. He
dismissed his patient, who departed, predict
ing the immediate death Of their patient. He
devoted all his efforts to improving the tone
of his system, and treated the sores as his
friend had advised. In few weeks he be-
gan to improve, and finally regained his
health. the sores vanishing one after another,
Of their own accord. D.