News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1883-04-19
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4 1Iedley, a Mystery, nIarvel and 4
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makes but a slight alteration in the orde
Of the words. but varies the sentiment con
| slderably. There is no harm in makins
money. 1t answereth all things. UseE
rightly 1t is power for good, and there is
| money enOUghin the world to form n lever
by which the mass of humanity could be lift.
! ed, to certain extent, out of its DEPTHS of
! sorrow and despair. Money we must have
Tor money makes the mare go. Some can
make money who have no faculty forsaving
Would you save yOu must know how To denv
those who would borrow and never repay, as
| well as those who beg simply because they are
! too lazy to work. There are men who never
| want to see you except to ask the favor of a
| loan. They will ask for just one word with
! you, and that one word is sure to be nlOnplL
An lLnpecunoQS fellow met rich acquaint-
! ance, and not liking to ask dine tly for a
! loan, said, Friend Smith, if you had ten
! dollars IN your pocket, and I was to ask you
| !of Inc loan OF i've, how many would remain
! lnyoUr pOcket?' Ten dollars, to be sure, .
| replied the rich man, without moments
hesitation. He had gumption, and knew too
| much TO part with his money by any such
rule of subtraction.
On, see, said the impecuniOus man thus
rebuhed. He was able to owe. He was
one of the Micawber sOrt-always waiting
Tor something to turn up. How like some
people who are sick. They think to get well
by letting disease take care of itself. But
diseases do not heal themselves. and too late
their victims full often find this out to their
sorrow as death seiZes upon them. Had they
| been wise in time they might have added
many years to their lease of life. The cure
was nigh them as it is nigh to all who read
this medley. These paragraphs tell the
story, as patient perusal will prove Those
who have keen insight and can read between
the lines may solve the cOnundrum the soon
er for It, but upon all, light will dawn ere
they read the final word of our story.
4 Gum,
light of hope ana help. Light Is what
certain individual wanted. Mr.. Jones we
VIII call him. He was very sick. COnsump-
ton had fastened its fang7 upon him. lie
had long neglected CatarTh, and laughed at
the idea Of taking anything for il when adj
vlset to do 50, and so went from bad 10
worse. His lungs became diseased. "a hack
ing, churchyard cough racked him almost to
pieces, and he was fast wasting away. \
mere shadow of his former self, he scarcely
slept at all al night, Or slept only to dream
horrible dreams. Talk of nightmare, \
whole circus troupe, horses and all seemed
to make his bed the arena of their wild per-
formances. III this case money did not
make the mare go. for he spent a deal Of
money on doctors and physics and was
nothing bett,red. He ate little, and was
fast going down to an ntimely grave. leav-
ing his wife widow and his four bright
children orphans, when. 10. on one eventful
night he dreamed for once a bright and
relate.
Death, the black-visaged monster. had
until then stared him in the face but the
dream brought him hope. He saw a bright.
white-rObed angel in his dream, who said,
= come to bring you good news. Here
Is your cure-sure, safe, harmless, prompt
and reliable. Get well and seek to take
health thereby to others. Behold the curer'
With these words the angel was gone. but ere
the trail of light which followed him had
vanished The dreamer saw glittering in the
light three golden letters-G NJ. d. ''What
can it meant he said to himself, as he
awoke from his slumber. Il have had a
Good Many Dreams before, but never such
as this Startled and surprised he aroused
his wife and to her related his vision. Alas,
she could not solve the problem. Remem-
bering all the medical advice and the physic.
and the expense involved since her husband
became sick, she expressed the hope that the
letters were not intended to suggest that
Good Many Doctors must yet be consulted
in addition to all that had been interviewed.
He groaned in reply and remarked that if he
had to consult any more there would have to
be a Gold Mine Discovered in order to pay
them.
Every day for a week he and his faithful
spouse searched diligently for a key to
the problem. In the dictionary, i'll such
newspapers as they happened TO have, in
books, on pacards on the walIs-eyerywhere
they sought-hopIng to find Il clew Letters
stand for words and they hoped to light
upon the words that should suggest the cure.
They Grieved Many Days over their lack Of
good luck, as they said, and the Good Man
Dreamed again and again, but saw no more
angels. Hope deferred maketh the heart
sick. "Oh, that the angel had Guided Me
Definitely and Given More Directions" he
exclaimed, again and again.
Nearly two weeks had elapsed since the
night of the Great Mysterious Dream, when