WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL
My object m writing is two*fold ; to expres my gratitude for a great benefit, and to tell a short story which cannot fail to interest the feelings of many others. It is all about myself, but I have remarked that when a man tells the honest truth about himself he is all the more likely to be of use to his fellow-creatures. To begin, then, you must know I had long been more or less subject to attacks of bran* chitis, a complaint that you are aware is very common and troublesome m Great Britain m certain seasons of the year. Some months ago I had a very severe turn of it, worse, I think than I ever had before. It was probably brought ou by catching cold, as we all are ap* to when we least expect it. Weeks passed by, and my trouble proved to be very obstinate I would not yield to medicine, and as I also began to have violent racking pains m my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed. I could neither eat nor sleep. If I had been a ecble, sicky. man, I shou'd have thought less strangely of it ; but as, on the contrary, I was hearty and robusts I feared seme new and terrible thing had got hold of me, which might make strength of rio avail against it. I say, (hat was the way I thought.
But I didn't want to go to the hospital. Who does, when he tbinks he can possibly get along without it?' I am a laboring man, with a large family depending on me for support, and I might almost as well be m my grave as to be laid on my back m a hospital unable to lift a hand tor months, or God only knows how long. Right at this point I had a thought flash across my mind like a stream of sunshine m a cloudy day. I had heard and read about Mother Sngel's Curative Syrup, aud I resolved, before consenting to be taken to the hospital, I would try tbat well-known remedy. On this I gave up the doctor's medicine and began taking the Syrup. Mark the wonderful result ! I had taken but three doses within twenty-four hours witen I was seized with a fit of coughing, and threw up the phlegm and mucus off my chest by the mouthful. The Syrup had loosened and broken it up. Continuing with the Syrup, the racking pain, which I believe came from and joints, soon left me entirely, and I the bitter and poisonous humours m my blood felt like goiug to sleep, and I did sleep sound and quiet. Then I felt hungry, wirh a natural appetite, and as I ate I soon got strong and
In a week" I was able to go to my work again. It doesn't seem possible, yet it is true, and the neighbours know it. And. therefore, when I say I preach the good news of the great powerjof Seigel's Syrup to cure pian and disease far and widef nobody will wonder at me. Thomas Canning: 75, Military-road, Canterbury, Kent, Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, is for say by all chemists and medicine vendors : and b he Proprietors, A. G. White, Limited, 35 Farringdoniroad, London, E. C. t England c
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WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL, Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2139, 31 May 1889
WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2139, 31 May 1889
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