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grave, leaving his wife a widow and his four bright 
children orphans, when, lo! on one eventful night he 
dreamed for once a bright and happy dream, which 
our next paragraph will relate. 
D eath, the black-visaged monster, had unlil then 
stared him in the face, but the dream brought 
him hope. He saw a bright, white-robed angel in 
his dream, who said, “I come to bring you good 
news. Here is your cure—sure, safe, harmless, 
prompt and reliable. Get well and seek to take 
health thereby to others. Behold the cure I” With 
these words the angel was gone, but ere the trail of 
light which followed him had vanished the dreamer- 
saw glittering in the light three golden letters—G. 
M. D. “ What can it mean ?” he said to himself, as 
he awoke from his slumber. “I have had a Good 
Many Dreams before, but never such as this.” 
Startled and surprised he aroused his wife, and to 
her related his vision, Alas, she could not solve the 
problem. Remembering all the medical advice and 
the physic and the expense involved since her hus¬ 
band became sick, she expressed the hope that the 
letters were not intended to suggest that a Good 
Many Doctors must yet be consulted in addition 
to all that had been interviewed. He groaned 
in reply, and remarked that if he had to consult 
any more there would have to be a Gold Mine Dis¬ 
covered in order to pay them. 
E very day for a week he and his faithful spcuse 
searched diligently for a key to the problem. In 
the dictionary, in such newspapers as they happened 
to have, in books, on placards on the wall—every¬ 
where they sought—hoping to find a clue. Letters 
stand for words, and they hoped to light upon the 
words that should suggest the cure. They Grieved 
Many Days over their lack of good luck, as they said, 
and the Good Man Dreamed again and again, but 
saw no more angels. Hope deferred maketh the 
heart sick. “ Oh, that the angel had Guided Me 
Definitely and Given More Directions,” he ex¬ 
claimed, again and again. 
N early two weeks had elapsed since the night of 
the Great Mysterious Dream, when there came 
to the house a pamphlet. Tired with his exhausting 
office work, which he still pursued, determining if 
possible to die in the harness, Jores was about to 
throw the pamphlet in the fire when something 
prompted him to examine it. Surely, thought he, 
here can be nothing that w ill Fierce this Gloom Most 
Distressing, or Give Me, Disheartened, any relief. 
Poor man, he had worked letters over in his mind, 
and made so many combinations with them, that 
they occurred in almost every sentence he uttered. 
They entered even into his prayers. Heaven Grant 
Me Delivertnce, he would say, nor let disease Grind 
Me Down, and so forth, ad infinitum , and a n ile or 
two beyond. 
M entally tortured and suffering in every fibre of 
his body, whatjwonder that he read page after 
page of the pamphlet. It was a work on diseases, 
and in the morbid state of his mind its contents 
seemed to suit him. It spoke of almost every 
disease that flesh is heir to, but, oh, joy! as he read, 
a Glimpse Most Delightful of light stole in upon him. 
“Eureka! Eureka!” he cried. “Wife, I have it, I 
have it.” 
E verybody in the house heard him cry eureka, 
and rushed to the room to hear what he had 
found. All expected to see some Great Miracle 
Done, and then came the explanation. Simple of 
course, but why had he not thought of it before ? 
Oh what a relevation! Here was hope for him and 
for all consumptives. Here, hope for suffering 
friends and neighbors. That night he scarce could 
sleep, but when he did, he again saw a bright visicn 
of golden letters, in fact, a Glittering Monogram 
Deciphered readily, and reading G. M. D.; and again 
P. P. P., and yet again F. P., and one huge P. around 
which these others were entwined, and then W. D. 
M. A. All the letters blended, yet each was dit| 
tinct. All he had seen in the book, all he again saw 
in'his. vision. \ 
D ream Most Glorious. D. M. G.—G. M. D.—Again 
he rang the changes; backward, forward, every 
way. Gold Medal Deserved. M. G. D.—Misery’s 
Great Deliverer,—till time would fail to tell them 
all. P. P. P. stood for Perfect Peace Promised for 
sufferers, and sweet release from Prostrating Purga¬ 
torial Pains. And again F. P. was Freedom Prom¬ 
ised, and backward, P. F. it became Pain Flees. 
Now he could get well, and once well, he would be 
a missionary, a Glad Missionary Devoted to the 
work of telling others how they might get deliver¬ 
ance. He went through the list of diseases among 
those of his own acquaintance, from John Robinson, 
whose torpid liver gave him constant headache and 
severe bilious attacks, on through the list of those 
suffering from ulcers, coughs, weak and diseased 
lungs, to his friend, General B-, who was as near 
the grave as he. And for all these, as well as for 
himself, the Grave May Disappear from present 
vision, ar.d each may be Given More Decades of life 
than they had hoped to have years. Against the 
milder cases he marked P. P. P. Against the serious 
cases he marked G. M. D., not the Grizzly Monster 
Death, which he so long had dreaded, but some¬ 
thing—oh, so much better, as we shall presently see. 
I n a short while our hero was well, and went every¬ 
where among his friends and neighbors, telling 
of his good fortune and showing the sick and the 
suffering how they might be healed. Some laughed 
and continued to suffer, refusing to be healed. More 
were wise, took his counsel and proved his vision of 
the night as he had done. 
“A vision, less beguiling far, 
Than waking dreams by daylight are.” 
C an anything be more delightful than health after 
sickness ? To be a well man, to feel pure blood 
coursing through your veins, to know that lnngs, 
liver, kidneys, and all the Grand Machinery, Does 
its duty perfectly in one’s body; to carry health’s 
ruddy mark on the cheeks. Ah, this is Good Most 
Decidedly. This was our hero’s case, and thousands 
can tell the same story. The good angel has come 
to them. They have seen the letters Gleam Most 
Distinctly before their eyes, and Going Most Defi¬ 
nitely to work in pursuing the instructions given, 
they have recovered that great blessing—Health. G. 
M. D. has been to them a channel of good, Good 
Mysteriously Done, and they have bid their sick 
friends do what all the sick should do, namely, put 
themselves in communication with the W. D. M. A., 
Which Done Most Assuredly will put them in the 
Way Desired Most Anxiously. 
A las, that human nature is so slow to believe-^ 
alas, that men and women are bowed down w-ith 
the burden of complaints, of which they might be 
rid, — consumption, bronchitis, dyspepsia, heart dis¬ 
ease, kidney disease, malarial complaints, scrofu¬ 
lous diseases, skin diseases, tumors, ulcers, and 
many more. It would seem as though some ill deity 
had given every letter of the alphabet as many dis¬ 
eases as it could possibly desire, thus forming an al¬ 
phabet of sorrow, suffering, and woe. Happy they 
who the Great Mystery Discerning, have escaped 
the clutches of sad diseases. 
L ooking back upon his past experience, Mr. Jones 
feels Grateful Most Decidedly, and continues 
telling the old story of his sickness, his vision, and 
his restoration to health; for all the sick are not well 
yet. But he has had the pleasure of seeing, as he 
says, Good Miraculously Done to hundreds upon his 
personal recommendation. 
D ear reader, bear with us awhile if light has not 
yet dawned on your mind. The mystery will 
soon be revealed. If the key be not on your right 
hand it is at least on your left, in letters clear as 
dajlight. A Good Many Delighted have discovered 
it and opened the portal to a long life and a useful 
one. 
nitials of words that stand for all that is sorrow¬ 
ful and sad, letters, the self same letters, are 
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often initials of words that breathe of hope and ben¬ 
ediction. 
S earch but awhile and you will find the boon, the 
blessing and the benefit. The mystery of the 
three P’s. of the F. P., of the G. M. D., and of 
the W. D. M. A., Will Dawn Most Auspiciously upon 
him. 
C olumbus discovered America and won high hono r 
and immortal fame, and they who have learned 
the secrets of the wonder before your eyes, good 
reader, Give Most Delightful testimonials of their 
gratitude. 
O f all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest 
are these—it might have been—so sayeth the 
poet. When we think of the myriads that might 
have been saved from untimely graves had they 
seen Mr. Jones’s vision and sought his way to health, 
e feel sad. Yet we cannot but rejoice at the Great 
Many Delivered from death’s door by G. M. D., and 
that Pain’s Positive Persecution has been escaped 
again and again by P. P ,P. 
V irtues unnumbered serve to make G. M. D. the 
Grea est Mercy Deigned by favoring provi¬ 
dences for the relief of sufferers, and its discoverer 
feels P. P. P.—Perfectly Pardonable Pride in telling 
of the Growing Multitude Delivered from the Grasp 
Most Dreadful of Greedy Mournful Death. 
E very sick person is interested in the theme before 
us, and every well person, too, for who does 
not know some one who is sick and needs, therefore, 
the goods new of health that is Given Many Daily. 
R eader, mystified reader, we will detain you no 
longer. Perhaps you have Guessed Most Deftly 
the hidden meaning. P. P. P., you know, stands for 
Pleasent Purgative Pellets, curing constipation, tor¬ 
pidity of the liver, headache, and many other com¬ 
plaints. F. P., of course, is Dr. Pierce’s Favorite 
Prescription, that has proved such a P. F., Prime 
Favorite and Precious Friend to ladies; safe, easy to 
take, working like a charm—curing the peculiar 
weakness incident to their sex. The letters W. D. 
M. A. stand for the World’s Dispensary Medical 
Association, at Buffalo, N. Y., with its imposing 
structures, its army of medical men, specialists all 
of them, and its president, Dr. R. V. Pierce (the large 
and central P. of Mr. Jones’s second vision), all at 
the service of the sick and suffering, everywhere; 
while G. M. D. is—well, read the initials of the para¬ 
graphs of this article and you will see that G. 
M. D. is Golden Medical Discovery, the boon of 
the diseased. This wonderful medicine cures 
all humors, from the worst scrofula to a common 
blotch, pimple, or eruption. Erysipelas, salt- 
rheum. fever-sores, scaly or rough skin, in 
short, all diseases caused by bad blood, are 
conquered by this powerful, purifying, and invigor¬ 
ating medicine. Great eating ulcers rapidly heal 
under its benign influences. Especially has it mani¬ 
fested its potency in curing tetter, boils, carbuncles, 
scrofulous sores and swellings, white swelling, goitre 
or thick neck, and enlarged glands. Consumption, 
which is scrofulous disease of the lungs, is promptly 
and positively arrested and cured by this sovereign 
and God-given remedy, if taken before the last 
stages are reached. For weak lungs, spitting of 
blood, consumptive night-sweats, and kindred affec 
tions, it is a sovereign remedy. For indigestion, 
dyspepsia, and torpid liver, or “biliousness,” Golden 
Medical Discovery has no equal, as it affects perfect 
and radical cures. 
Y ou will do well if afflicted with any chronic dis¬ 
ease to write to the Association for advice, de¬ 
scribing your malady as well as you can. Many 
cases are successfully treated through correspond¬ 
ence and no fees are charged for consultation. For 
one dollar and a half you can secure a copy of the 
“People’s Common Sense Medical Adviser,” sent 
post-paid to your address. Its purchase will repay 
you. In this is Given More Desirable information 
than you can find in any other work of a similar 
nature. 
