The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1894-03-02

| at me, and | get as blue as indigo"
! Yes, you're right" said the doctor:
/ Its an aggravated case of morbid self
centeredness; out if YOU take this
Golden Remedy every time you get to
thinking about yourself. and take large
doses of it when you are in company
you'll be cured as sure fate"
The young man looked incredulous
as he took his little gilt box and his
departure, and went his way.
''Oh, doctor,'' said the next, a Door
| little dres maker with sad voice
that the black cat again retired to the
sofa. I'm so blue! When get through
my work and sit alone in nv little
room evenings, i feel SO lonely I'd most
like to kill myself ! haven't a rela-
tion or a friend in all the town, and it's
sonnet hing dreadful to have no one TO
welcome you home-nobody to tell
things To, nobody to say good night or
morning to you- Why, sometimes
kiss my own arm, i feel so desperately
lopelv!" and she burst into tears.
Poor thing! poor thingr' said the
doctor, in a cheerful voice. as if he
were saying: Fine day! fine day. Wen
fix you mp. Now, my dear, just follow
the directions in this little gilt box
whenever You begin to feel lonely; and
take q specially large dose in the even
ing when you come home from work"
The young girl smiled a feeble little
smile as she thanked him for the box
and left the room
What in the world is the matter
with you?' inquired the doctor of his
next patient, an elegantly-at
young man, who looked as sleek and
well-to-do and about as intellectual as
a weil-fed, weli-curried horse
I'm bored to DEATH drawled the
young fellow. Il was SO bored with
balls and parties and racing and cards
and shooting and theaters and every
thing else in that line, it was positively
relief TO wake up one morning and
find | had the blues; for il was a new
sensation. But I've had them so long
now, I'm bored with them, too, and
I've come here To get cured"
We'll" said the doctor, looking at
him through his magnifying-glass till
the young man actually blushed, you'll
find my remedy SO hard to follow il
will be like drawing teeth; but / can
assure you ii will be a new sensation
and if you stick to IL il will cure even
you"
I'll take it at any price, said this
afflicted representative of boredom.
No price" said the doctor, except
secrecy The remedy does no good if
anyone else learns that you are trying
it for such purpose"
The young man signed the bond. and
departed with a more animated express
sion on his blase countenance, and a
small gilt box in his pocket
The next arrival was an invalid in a
rolling chair. Her pale face beamed
with pleasure.
''Oh, no! So you're back! Remedy
don't work?" said the doctor, knowing
better.
II should think it did work." she an
swered, graveIy. 'Gou know how
long the days were as | lay in my bed
sat in this chair, lSn owing could
never take IA step. and brooding over
every ache and pain Well. now the
DAYS are not half long enough To do all
l want. The remedy has given me
much to- do, and made life entirely diff
ferent to me. How can L thank you,
doctor?"
''Pshaw, child!' said the good man,
don't thank me. It's the remedy.
Keep it up; just keep it up"
Next came "A very yintellectual-loolxing
young woman, who had obtained de-
gree from university. She complained
that through all the studying To which
she devoted her life for the cultivation
of her mind, there ran an undertone
of melancholy which. whenever she
stopped work, eliminated in an attack
of the blues.
As usual. the doctor dispatched her
with his universal prescription, and
also the other half dozen patients who
called that afternoon. One was man
made miserable by his own selfish
jealousy of any attention paid his wife.
Another got the blues because she was
so discontented with her humdrum,
monotonous life, being kept at hone
by an invalid sister when she wanted
To study music in Germany.
So they came, rich and poor, young
and old, no class in society seeming To
be exempt from this miserable ailment,
and each departed thankful for the
Great Golden Remedy.
A last the clock struck six, and the
doctor closed his office door and settled
himself comfortably by the fire. The
black cat jumped up in his lap, and the
doctor took one of the mysterious lit
tie boxes from the table. AS he, in an
absent-minded way, removed he cover.
a little paper fiuttered out Not a pill
nor powder was To be seen, and the
Great Golden Remedy consisted only of
the little paper. on which were printed
in golden letters these words:
WHENEVER YOU ARE FEELING BLUE,
SOMETHING FOR SOME ONE ELSE GO DO.
How silly people are!' said the doc
tor to himself They travel miles to
get here, take no end of trouble, sign
that bond and all that nonsense just
to get what they could have learned
from the Book of the Great Physician
just as well as | did just because the
idea is dressed up in poor rhyme and
a gilt box, and there's mystery about
ii, and it's the fashion to come here,
the Blues cure is bowling success,
and all the world is running after nv
Great Golden Remedy" And the black
cat switched her tail and said amen,
as well as she knew how.-N. Y. Inde-
pendent
The Holy Ghost Plant.
In Mexico, Central and South Amer
lea, and in some parts of Cuba and
E,w1 lurU~