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My object m writing is two-fold ; to express 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, Jbut I have remarked at when a man tells nhtt honest truth about himself he is all the txmre likely to be of use to his fellow-creatures. To begin, then, you must know I had long 'been atore or less subject to attacks of bronchitis,, a complaint that you are aware is very common aad 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 on by catching cold, as we all are apt to when we least expect it. Weeks passed by, and my trouble proved to be very obstinate It would not yield to medicine, and as I also began to have violent racking pains m my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed.

could neither eat nor sleep. If I had been feeble, siclrfy. man, I should hare thought less strangely of it ; bat as, on the contrary, I was hearty and robust I feared some new and terrible thing had got hold of me, which migh} make strength of ao avail against it I say Jut was the way I thought. Presently I could not even lie down for the pain all over my body. I asked my doctor what he thought of my condition, and he frankly said, "I am sorry to have to tell you you are getting worse I" This so frightened any friends, aa well as myself, that they said, ** Thomas, you must go to the Hospital : it may fit your only chance for life 1" JBut I didn't want to go to the hospital. Who does, 'when he thinks he can possibly get along without *' ? lam a laboring man, with a large famii* depending on me for support, and I might almost ** we^ be m my grave as to be bud on my back t n a hospital unable to lift a hand tor months, or CC^ om *y knows how long. Right at this point I had a thought flash across my mind like a stream of suns£. n * m a cloudy day. I had heard and read abbu! Mothe* Seigel's Curative Syrup, and I resolved, bt! Ole . consenting to be taken to the hospital, I would try that 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 fhsn I was KKcd with a fit of coughing, and

■ threw up the phlegm and mucus off my by the mouthful. The Syrup had loosened and broken it up. Continuing with the Syrup, the raoking pain, which I believe came from the bitter and poisonous humours m my blood and joints, soon left me entirely, and I felt like going to sleep, and I did sleep sound and quiet. Then I felt hungry, with a natural appetite, and is I ate I soon got strong and well. . . , / fdt J could leap through the air with delight In a week I was able tp go to my work again. It doesn't seem possible, yet it is true, and the people know it. And, therefore, hen I say I preach the good news of the great power of aeigel's Syrup to cure pain and disease fat and wide, nobody will wonder at me Thomas Canning 75, Military-road, Canterbury, Kent. Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup is for sale by all chemists and medicine vendors : and by the Proprietors, A. J. White, Limited, 35, Famngdoniroad, London, E. C, England. 1

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WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL, Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2219, 6 September 1889

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WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2219, 6 September 1889