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This page contains multiple satirical vignettes mocking patent medicine quackery and various social absurdities. **Main satire:** The "Dr. Cureall Medicine Company" testimonials parody fraudulent patent medicine ads common in the era. The testimonials are intentionally absurd—claiming pills cured someone "blown to atoms" by dynamite or who fell sixteen stories—to expose how ridiculous these fake cure-all advertisements were. Patent medicines were widespread scams making miracle claims without scientific basis. **Other jokes:** Brief satirical exchanges mock Irish dialect humor ("Celtic Reasoning"), a tramp seeking free lodging, political corruption (a legislator admitting he's only voting for himself), and regional stereotypes (implying Massachusetts is exceptionally hot). The page satirizes turn-of-century American gullibility regarding fraudulent health products and contains period-typical ethnic stereotyping in dialect humor.

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a SOME LIVE TESTIMONIALS. Dr. CUREALL MEDICINE COMPANY, Dear sirs—Six months ago I'was blown to atoms by a dynamite blast. One box of your green pills for green people pulled me together nicely after I had spent large sums in sending out search-parties to look for me and in advertising for my whereabouts. At present I feel so good that I spend most of my time hanging about blasting-places in the hope that something may occur to give me the opportunity to take your A NEW STATUE poleum, King Bill, er Gen'l Grant?” A STERN REMEDY. EACH WEEK. “Boss, which haid shall I put on de statue dis week—Geo'ge Washin'ton, Na- pills again. Yours gratefully, Dr. CUREALL MEDICINE COMPANY. dead when I began to take your green pills for green people. It is a great relief. to me to be alive. now well and hearty. always bless you. DR CUREALL MEDICINE COMPANY. Joun Biowup. Gentlemen—I_ was lam T shall EHS Gentlemen — Three months ago I fell from a sixteen-story building to the sidewalk. 1 felt out of shape until I began taking your pills. to this invaluable remedy, I enjoy both health and beauty. gratitude, To-day, thanks With EuinU TUMBLER. P.S.—-Lam going to make a balloon ascent to-morrow and will take a box of your pills with me. Ww. 1 mioRnon, WHERE TO FIND HIM, Cobble—"Jagway owes me some money and I wish I could find him.” Stone—" The last I heard of him he had gone up in the country ona fishing-trip.” Cobble— But he must have returned.” Stone—"Then why don’t you inquire at the inebriate asylum ?”” se Pores the buzzing of mosquitoes keep you awake at night?” “No; not at all, hear them.” NO MORE WASTE, My baby cries so much that I never A. Krank—"My patent fuel-saving combustor saves fifty per cent. of the coal.” Manufacturer—'A\\ right, sir. furnace and I won't use any coal at all.” KNEW HIM. , New-comen—''I see that the coming cam: paign will be an active one. for the state legislature?” Native—" Mr. Hooks. He would make the best legislator of any man in the county.” New-coMeR—" Hooks? I've heard a great deal about him. You are the first person I have heard say a word in his favor. How does this happen?" Native—"' Well, you see, I'm Hooks.” Who is your choice Put two on my boiler- CELTIC REASONING, i'll fix thot lake t’-morrer marnin’, Bridget, if it’s clare.” Mr. O'FLANNAGAD Mrs. O'FLANNAGAN—"'If it's clare, yer fule, it won't be lakin’,” A GOOD SUBSTITUTE. Tramp (at dining-room door of seaside boardinig-house)—" Madam, will you please give me a couple of those bananas and a cup of tea?” Landlady—" Ye-es.” $ Tramp—"Thanks. Then if you will allow me. to’sit for a while in one of those veranda-rockers and will send’sovie one to tar over the holes in mY shoes I won't’ ask anything else. -My Uzalth is very poor, but T'can't afford a sea-voyage.” —~ A SECTIONAL PECULIARITY. Professor—* Mc. Cummings, what is the normal temperature of the body?” Student — Ninety-cight degrees everywhere except in Massa- chusetts.”” MONOTONOUS. Bingo— Things always taste the same in this house.” Mrs. Bingo— You mustn't complain, my dear. We have had the same cook for two days.” ABOUT NINETY IN THE, SHADE, ~ comicbooks.com