Ashtabula weekly telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1880-1886, 1880-04-02

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and can be easily remedied. DO you
sleep wellP"
"Good graciousl no, doctors not ~
q rule. How can you expect it9 And
II | do sleep dream. The other night l
had a dreadful dream. thought saw
the ghosts of my two dead brothers who
were drowned ten years ago. They
were beckoning TO me. awoke in the
worst fright possible, screaming and
crying"
"And had you gone to bed supper
less that night-upon nothing but green
"Well, no. That night had man.
aged to eat a morsel of supper, and
drink drop Of our old ale Hot pork
chops and apple fritters we had, re-
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The doctor coughed.
"Yes, they beckoned to me distinct
ly," continued Aunt Mona, returning
to the ghosts of her two brothers. eft
was sign, ] know, doctor; warning
that must soon follow, l feel that /
am not long for this world.n |H.
my dear lady, do not despair, i'm
plore you. A life valuable as yours
must not so early be lost to the world;
sun so brilliant must not 90 down ere
it has attained its meridian splendor.
In the hands Of an ordinary physician
your case would, indeed, be hopeless;
but my skill may perhaps avail, even for
you. fear, madam, that you are in
clined to hysteria. In simpler phrase,
that you are nervous"
No, doctor, cannot say that ] am.
| should be II gave way to my feel
ings, but that is what never allow my
self to do. My husband at times tells
me that am hysterical, but when I'm
dead and gone he'll know better. He
will realize then that was the patient
est, uncOmplainingest mortal woman
that ever breathed. Being so hearty
himself, he cannot understand that
other people have ailments; and So
and so-all that know is that 1 am
frightfully i'll and get no sympathy" "
And with the last words Aunt Mona
covered her face with her handkerchief
and sobbed aloud.
Much affected, the great Magnetic
Healer turned away, as if to conceal his
emotion. Then, returning to his chair,
he spoke in a consoling tone.
DRY your tears, dear lady. l have
the gift of prescience, which assures
me that you will live and not die
Although my great reliance in the cure
of disease is my wonderful mesmeriC
and magnetic power, yet in addition tc
these, ] am possessed of an unrivaled
medicine, the secret of whose prepare.
ton was communicated to me while in
the spiritual trance state by the great
Galen himself. Take heart. 1t shall
cure you" ..s.. .. ..#U
"Oh, if it couldr' cried aunt, drop.
ping her handkerchief. "What medi-
cine is itp'
cit is called the Elixir of Life and
Universal Panacea.' This small bottle
of medicine which l will give you," he
added, producing a little white via
filled with lemon colored liquid, ''i,
sufficient to cure any mortal disease
and''-
'It don't look much of it," in
terrupted aunt.
"My good lady, it will last you youl
life time. You may take one drop on
rising in the morning, one drop at noon
and one drop before retiring at night
Continue this course for a fortnight
then one drop every other day unit
you are cured will be sufficient" 30
Pocketing his fee of two guinea'
the renowned Magnetic Healer bowed
us out, my aunt clasping the treasured
bottle.
"What mercy went to himl" she
cried. "If he had but come here few
years ago! What do you think of him
MariaP"
Now, the truth was 1 did not think
much of him. My impression was he
had been fit to burst out laughing al
the time, but it would not do to say so
eff it cures you, Aunt Mona, it will
be good thing" 2 r.
Uncle Butterfeld took an opportuni-
ty of tasting the elixir" and private
ly assured his friends. amid bursts oi
laughter, that he could testify to the
truth of its being Elixir-Paregoric Ell
ixir, much diluted and favored-but
that, and nothing else.
But now a dire misfortune befel the
golden remedy. Some few days latel
Johnny, the youngest of the little ones
aged seven, saw the vial on his moth
er's dressing table, got hold of it ant
drank the whole at draught.
No evil ensued to Johnny, but hi'
mother was frightfully put out ant
Johnny got a whipping. This wonder.
full Elixir could not have failed to cure
her, and now it was gone! The great
Magnetic Healer was also gone, which
made things the more distressing. Oul
village had not patronized him as he
might have expected, considering the
wonderful announcement bills, and ht
had packed up his traps and started
the good genius that presides over the
interests of travelling quack doctors
alone knew where. For three day.
Aunt Mona sat on the hearth-rug sob
bing.
q 1t would have been the saving Of
my life. l see it; feel and know it. l
had confidence in that Elixir. And 1
must be next to miracle that tina
wicked Johnny is not dead. Twas SO
much better for the few days l took it.
Andnow must bear the return of all
mgIOld ailments and die. Woes mer
And the old ailments did return, as
Aunt Mona said, and she made life 8
burden to herself and to everybod,
about her.
Upon the morning of one of thos
| perfect days-oloudless, serene ant
balmy-which only the month of jun
can bring to earth, took my sewing
and started over to my Aunt Mona's
We lived nearly half mile distant, il
the old Manor House. As trippeC
lightly over green meadows, past fra
grant orchards and blooming gardens
laden with the perfumes of F'incense
breathing june" said to myself
"Surely, upon such day as this, evei
Aunt Mona must be wen and happy.
All, vain delusion! The idea of healtl
and happiness connected with Aun
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