His clothes were very seedy, “and the crown of his hat went flip flap,” and his toes were healthy, “being able to get out to the air,” when he came to R. Soon he was “in luck,” and a nice suit of clothes, a new silk hat, and boots, speedily graced his not inelegant person. I saw him both before and after the transformation.
The following is a true copy of one of his certificates, taken from his circular:—
“A Great Cure of an Ovarian Tumor!
“This is to certify that Dr. Mariam cured me of an immense ovarian tumor of the left shoulder, weighing five pounds and a half, from which I suffered,” etc., etc.
(Signed) Mrs. —— ——.
“Malone, N. Y.”
On this item being ridiculed in the papers of R., Mariam changed it to a “rose cancer,” and continued the certificate.
Mariam had been practising in Malone, N. Y., also at Whitehall, where, I was informed by a newspaper man, he was arrested for obtaining money under false pretences. He, however, escaped and fled, to practise his deceptions elsewhere. It was reported that he shuffled off his mortal coil by finally taking two ounces of laudanum, after the civil authorities had placed him comfortably in the county jail, where he had the pleasure of passing many days in viewing the world through an iron-barred window, and reflecting on his eventful career.
The Singing Doctor.
In remarkable contrast with the above described ignoramus, we present the following description, from two contributors, of an extraordinary personage, known for a time as “The Singing Doctor.”