For the Liberty Advocate.

ANTIDoTE AGAINST DEATH
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ANTIDoTE AGAINST DEATH


Lately great man sprang up in the west,
Who, from his deeds, is by Omnipotence bless d
! He can cure our diseases almost at breath
And has at command the monster called death
That FeverS should be fatal his system denies,
Except from old age, man never dies


Only swallow his drops, and dose of his pills
They will keep off the doctor and writing oi"'Hs'
Doctors of Liberty omust pity yOu'


That you are used up, know to be true;
Your Boluses all prepare for yoursees,


Morphine and Qunine lay on your shelves;
The People are convinced and generally say,
That your theories a. systems are all done away
They are no longer duped in believing there's art,
In curing diseases Of stomach and congestion o.


heart


Your specifics all have vanished like dew,
Remedies are simpifed and reduced toa few,
Instead of nine days, ftTer to cure,
Six hours are sufficient; but twelve to be sure,
This wonder is effected in the pIaincst of style,
Not by your Old course of stirring the bile.
One dose of patent ellis will frequently do,
And portion of drops believe to be true,
After it's over and the fever it stops,
For appetite take the extract of Hops.
ANS restored with new lease of your life,
And then go courting if you have not wife,
st. Luke was Doctor, and very great man,
Perhaps the inventor of this powerful plan;
His inspiration being doubted as often as twice
If rccOllect right, at the council of Nice
Did the feelings of the st. so highly enrage,
That in affairs upon earth, he ceased to engage,
His book was read and generally admired
Which was all this st. ever desired.
He determined then no longer to be latent,
Gave his plan to the world in the form patent
Be this as it may, from what source it was given,
Whether decreed by fate or handed from heaven,
Your dignity is lost, your chops they must fall,
IN twenty days more you will not get call.
10 reading your books no longer be tools
'or Cullen and Brown were both arrant fools,
Doctors may speak of the learned Broussay,
jut don't mind word of what they may say;
The light upon you shortly will dawn
iome at once and acknowledge the corn,
Iere iSa thought that perhaps you will like,
I you have o. our hand children and tyke,
Buy the patent, unrufllc your brow,
'r lay down the lancet, and 90 to the plough.


A LOOhER on IN VENICE