The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1894-02-15
THE BLUES CURE.
What the Great Golden Remedy
Did for the Patients.


There was a Water cure, a Rest cu1e,
and Mind cure in the same town; but
all three together did not do half the
business of the Blues cure. In fact,
those three ablishments complained
bitterly that the Blues cure took away
many of their patients. They did all
they could to crush it out; they de-
clared it to be a humbug, a mere quack
concern, with it's mysterious ''Great
Golden Remedy"
In truth, there was mystery con-
hected with the Blues cure. 1t was in
one respect something like the Loisette
Memory system, for every patient had
to sign a bond that he would never re-
veal to anyone the secret of the Great
Golden Remedy" But, in spite of this,
and the enmity of the other establish
ments, the Blues cure prospered eX-
traordinarily, and people thronged to
it from far and near. The Blues cure
could proudly affirm that in all its ca
reer case had never been lost
The Blues cure office was small,
sunshiny room opening from a large,
cheerful waiting room.
One fine October afternoon the clock
was just striking three as the doctor,
accompanied by patient, entered the
office and closed the door behind him.
: The doctor was jolly little man
with bald head, and beaming smile
so much like sunshine that on rainy
days his great black cat would stretch
herself out before him, as though she
were really warming herself in its
beams
The patient was a tall, thin theo-
logue, with a lugubrious expression of
countenance, suitable for chronic at
tender of funerals.
The doctors style was laconic.
whats the matter?" said he.
81 am subject to depression of
spirits, replied the theologue, with a
deep sigh that reused the black cat
from its slumbers.
when do these attacks come on?''
said the doctor, looking at him with
half closed eyes, as an artist surveys
apicture
Every evening"" replied the theo-
logue. Il can't use my eyes then, and
fall to thinking Of my theological
questions, and l get extremely down
in my spirits"
What kind of questions?"
"Oh, the most importa MT and inter
esting which can stir mans mind, -
said the theologue, with such unwonted
animation that the black cat again
was startled. whether Moses wrote
the Pentateuch; whether the Levitical
code came in with Ezra or before; the
doctrines of original sin, future pro-
baton, and many others. am so up
set in my old ideas (for l was taught
from my youth up that it was wicked
TO question anything about such mat
ters) that get terribly blue"
"Oh, ho!' said the doctor, jumping
up and fetching a little gilt box from a
table. Il see what you need! You
must drop your studies for time and
devote yourself to taking this great
golden remedy Follow the directions
as If your life depended ON it and you'll
be cured of the blues"
rs that all?" said the theologue, in
astonishment.
You'll find it enough!' replied the
doctor, as he showed him the door.
Next!' he called through the ante
room door, much as a lecturer directs
his assistant to throw the next picture
on the screen.
l.
III came a young woman of perhaps
seven and twenty, attired according to
the latest fashion.
oh, doctor, how can I get over the
oiues?" she asked, in the jerky,
c!nopped-otf, broad-A style of enuncia-
tlon SO fashionable among feminine
dudes"
What gives them to you?" said the
ooctor, looking at her with a magnify
ing glass, as if to see to what genus she
belonged.
My looking glass;" frankly an
swered the young woman. 1T shows
me that I'm getting palmer every day.
I've got three gray hairs and one crows
Well, what of that?" asked the doc.
tor
!. nhat OF that?" repeated the pa.
tn .,ent- 1t shows I'm growing old, and
", mats enough to make any body blue.
1here are lots of buds coming out ev-
trs year IN society, and I'm getting to
pe one OF the old girls. just hate to
Ue an old s1rl and be laid on the shelf!
nao an odaous time at my last ball,
of itr'
aamph!" said tha doctor. "Weu