The Republican., 1894-01-25
THE BLUES CURE.
What thu Great Golden Remedy
Did for the Patients.

Ill three together did not do half the
business of the Blues cure. In fact,
hose three establishments complained
bitterly that the Blues cure took away
many of their patients. They did all
hey could to crush it out; they de-
:lared it to be humbug, mere quack
concern, with its mysterious Great
Golden Remedy"
In truth, there was a mystery con-
nected with the Blues cure. 1t was in
one respect something like the Loisette
Memory system, for every patient had
20 sign bond that he would never re-
zeal 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 euro
could proudly affirm that in all its ca
reer case had never been lost.
The Blues cure office was a 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 a patient, entered the
office and closed the door behind him.
The doctor was a 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 tall, tain theo-
logue, with a lugubrious expression of
countenance, suitable for a 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 slunIbers
when do these attacks come on?"
said the doctor, looking at him with
half closed eyes, as an artist surveys
picture.
Every evening"" replied the theo-
logue. II can't use my eyes then, and
fall to thinking of my theological
questions, and l get extremely down
in my spirits"
w naU KIM OI QueSulOnSP
ooh, 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 l get terribly blue"
"Oh, ho!" said the doctor, jumping
up and fetching a little gilt box from
table. Il see what you need! You
must drop your studies for time and
golden remedy. Follow the directions
as if your life depended ON it and you'll
be cured of the blues"
is that alp" said the theologue, in
astonishment.
You'll find it enough!" replied the
doctor, as he showed him the door.
''Nextn' he called through the ante
'CCiAA
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 jerlly,
chopped-otf, broad-A style of enuncia-
ton so fashionable among feminine
''dudes"
What gives them to you?" said the
doctor, 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
foot"
well, what of that?" asked the doc
tor
What of that?" repeated the pa
5ient. 1T shows Pm growing old, and
that's enough to make anybody blue.
There are lots of buds coming out ev-
cry year in society, and I'm getting to
be one of the old girls. just hate to
be an old girl and be laid on the shelf!
| had an odious time at my last ball.
ard life isn't worth living, and Pm sick
of it.''
''Ilumph" said the doctor. ''We'l
cure You, if you will 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 nave
single blue"
So saying he handed her a 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. Relict, l suppose you've
come to report?" said the doctor
Yes replied the widow. THE
Golden Remedy has worked wonders
with me. thought it would be so
easy, but found it very hard to swal-
low at first l persevered, and it has
done me an enormous amount Of good.
I've slept and eaten as | haven't since
Johns DEATH"
you've given up aiding your letters
of coincidence and wiping your eyes,
thenY said the doctor.
"Oh, yes," said the widow; 81 don't
have any time now"