Democratic Sentinel, Volume 9, Number 48, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 January 1886 — She Could Cure It. [ARTICLE]

She Could Cure It.

“You do not look well,” said a Chicago lady to a Boston giri who was paving her a fr endly visit; “you are pale and seem in low spirits.” “I am not feeling as cheerful as I could wish,” replied the young lady; “although, believing with the immortal Milton that ‘the mind is its own place and can make a sheol of heaven or a heaven of sheol, I have made every mental e'ort to fancy myself happy and contented. These efforts —and it is with no little chagrin that I admit the fact—have entirely Jailed, owing, doubtless, to my never before having been so far away from the parental roof. In short, dear friend,, I am afflicted with nostalgia.” “Good gracious 1” exclaimed the kindhearted hostess, “why didn’t you tell me so before! Nostalgia! I can cure it right off. I’ve got half a dozen cures for catarrh in the house.” — Boston Courier.

Laconic patient to physician: Caught cold. Physician: Take Red Star Cough Cure; no morphia, no poisons. Only twen-ty-five cents. St Jacobs Oil cures pain.