The Wichita daily eagle., 1894-01-30
THE BLUES CURE.
What the Great Golden Remedy
Did for the Patients.

There was = Water cure, . Rest Gun 6.
Ind a Mind cure in the Same towni but
all three together did not do half the
business Of the Blues cure In fact,
those three establishments complained
bitterly that the Blues euro took away
many of their patients They did all
they could to crush It out; they de.
clared it 30 be a humbug. mere quack
concern, with its mysterious Great
Golden RomedV."
In truth, there was a mystery con-
necte6 with the Blues cure It WAS in
one respect something Like tho Loisette
Memory sy ysten, for every patient had
to sign a bond that he would never re.
veal to anyone the secret Of the Great
Golden Remsdy." But, in spite of this,
and thu .ennity of the other establish
nents, the Blues cure prospered ex-
traordiaariiy. and people thronged to
1t from far and near. The Blues cure
could proudly affirm that in all its ca
reer a case had never been lost
The Blues cure Office was a small,
sunshiny room opening from large,
cheerful waiting room
One fine October afternoon tho 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 a 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 tall, thin theo-
logue, with . lugubrious expression of
countenance, suitable for a chronic at.
tender Of funerals
The DOCTORS style was laconic.
Whats the matter?" said he.
Il am subject to depression OF
spirits" replied the theologue, with a
deep sigh that reused the black cat
from its siumberA
when do these attacks como on?'
said the doctor, looking at him with
half closed eyes, as an artist surveys
a picture
Every evening"" replied the theo-
logue. II can't use my eyes then, and
I fall to thinking Of my theological
questions, and / get extremely down
in my spirits
What kind of questions?"
''Oh. the most importa Mt and inter
esting which can stir a mans mind, 4"
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 i am SO up
set in my old ideas for 1 was taught
from my youth up that it was wicked
to question anything about such mat
ters9 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 all2'' said the theologue, in
establishment.
You'll find it enough replied the
doctor, Ms he showed him the door.
"NeStw he called through the ante.
room door, much as lecturer directs
his assistant to throw the next picture
On the screen
In came young woman of perhaps
seven and twenty, attired according to
the latest fashion.
''Oh, doctor, how can get over the
blues?" she asked, in the jerky,
chopped-off. broad-A style of enuncia-
tion SO fashionable among feminine
dudes"
''What gives them to you?n said the
doctor, looking at her with 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 .very day.
I've got three gray hairs and one crows 5
foot
We'll, what of that?" asked the doc
tor
"Whn4 of that?" repeated the pa
tient 'sit shows Tn growing old. and
that's enough to make any body blue
There are lots of buds coming out ev-
cry year ia society and IN getting to
he crne of the old girls just hate to
be an old s1zl and be laid ON the shelf
! had an odious time at rny last ball,
and life isn't worth living, and I'm sick
of it,"
"HumphI" suid the doctor well
cure You. If you VIII obey me implicit
ly. "You must follow this prescription
faithfully. Take this Great Golden
Remedy whenever you feel the symp-
toms coming On, and you won't have a
single blue"
So saying ile handed her little gilt
box like the one he gave the theologue,
and she too passed into the street
Next came a widow buried in crepe
well, Mrs Reict. suppose you're
come to repcrt?' said the doctor.
Yes" replied the widow The
Golden Remedy has worked wonders
with me- / thought 1t would be SO
easy, but found it very hard to swal-
low At first persevered. and i. has
done me an enormous amount of good.
I've slept and eaten as | haven't since
Johns death"
You've given up reading your letters
Of condaience and wiping your eyes,
them" said the doctor.
'Of, yes" said the widow; "I don't
have any time now"
How often do you take the rem
edy2"
''Oh, nearly all the time" she re-
piled. IF l go an hour without it. get
to thinking about John and how /
miss him, and it gives me the blues