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WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL

HE COULD LEAP THROUGH TH AIR.

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, but I have remarked at 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 bronchitis, a complaint thatyou 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 han 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, sickiy. man, I should have thought less strangely of it ; but as, on the contrary, I was hearty and robust I feared some new and terrible tbinghadgot hold of me, which migh} make strength of do avail against it. I say Hat was the way I tkought. Presently I could no£ even lie down for the pa}n all over my body. I asked my doctor what he thought of my condition, and he frankly said, "lam sorry to have to tell you you are getting worse 1" This so frightened my friends, aa well as myself, that they said, j " Thomas, you must go to thi Hospital ; it may be your only chance for life 1" But I didn't want to goto the hospital. Who doesi 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 lor 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 Mothei Seigel's Curative Syrup, and I resplved, before consenting to be taken to the hospital, I would try that well-known remedy. On this I gave up t^e doctor's medicine and began taking the Syrup. Mark the wonderful result ! I had taken but three doses within twenty-four hours when I was seized with a fit of coughing, and threw up the phlegm and mucus oft my by the mouthful. The Syrup had loosened and broken it up. Contimucg with the Syrup, the racking pain, which I believe came /rom the bitter «nd 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, wifha natural appetite, av<J 03 I nte I soon got strong and i well. .' „ . air^ht 0 " 1^ lea t though the air ' loiih a Jjn a W jS I was able to go to my work and the 4° es n't seem possible, yet it is true, henlßa* 6 P Ie knOvr i4 * *^> therefore, great pow? preachy the- good news of the disease fat °* se.iS£\ s Syrup to cure pain and jne. .9- wide, nobody vsrill wonder at

Thomas Canning 7sf MlUsiy-road, Caatevhury, Kent. Mother fttgel'e Curative Syrup i» (or mlc

by all chemists and medicine vendors : and by the Proprietors, A. J. White, Limited, 35, Farringdon.-road, London. E. C., England.

AN IN ,EiA<i !•«• «■ LKTTBSH FROM A V:TEB\N.

As this is jubilee year it tends to make one ook back and think of the flight of time, and n this way I am reminded that I am one of the veterans m the sale of your valuable and successful medicine. I have sold it m England and many parts of Scotland. Well do 1 remember the first circular you sent out some nine or ten years age. You had come to England from America to introduce Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and I "was struck by a paragraph m which you used these words : — " Being a stranger m a strange land, 1 do not wish the people to feel that I want to take the least advantage over them. I feel that I have a remedy that will cure disease, and I aye so much confidence m it that I authorise my agents to refund the money if people should say that they have not benefited by its use." I felt at once that you would never say that unless the medicine had merit, and I applied for the agency, a step which I now look back pon with pride and satisfaction. Ever since that time I have fouud it by far the best remedy for Indigestion and Dyspepsia I have met with, and I have sold thousands of bottles. It has never failed m any case where there were any of the following symptoms : — Nervous or sick headache, sourness of the stomach, rising of the food after eating, a sense of fulness and heaviness, dizziness, bad breath, slime and mucus on the gums and teeth, constipation, and yellowness of the eyes and skin, dull and sleepy sensations, ringing m the ears, heartburn, loss of appetite, and, m short, wherever there are signs that the system is cloggec?, and the blood is out of order. Upon repeated enquiries, covering a great variety of ailments, my customers have always answered, " I am better," or "I am perfectly well." What I have seldom or never seen before m the case of any medicine is that people tell each other of its virtues, and those who have been cured say to the safferinj : "Go and get Mother Seigel s Curative Syrup, it will make you well." Out of the hundreds of cures 1 will name one or wo that happen to come into my mind. Two old gentlemen, whose names they would not like me to giva you, had been martyrs to Indigestion for many yearsr They had tried all kinds of medicine without relief. One of them was so bad he could not bear a glass of ale. Both were advised to use the Syrup and both recovered, and were as hale and hearty as men m the prime of life. A remarkable case is that of a house painter named Jetteries, who lived at Penshurst, m Ketit His business obliged him to expose himself a great deal to wind and weather, and he was seized wi'h rheumatism, and his joints soon swelled up with dropsy, and were very stiff and painful. Nothing that the doctors could do seemed to reach the seat of the trouble. It so crippled him that he could do hardly any work, and tor the whole of the winter of 1878 and '79, he had to give up and take to his bed. He had been afflicted m this sorry way for three years, and was getting worn out and discouraged. Besides, he had spent over £13 for what he called " doctor's stuft " without the least benefit. In the Spring he heard of what Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup has done for others and bought a 2s 6d bottle of me. In a few days he sent me word he was much better — before he had finished the bottle. He then sent to me for a4s 6d bottle, and as I was going that way I carried it down to him myself. On getting to his hcuse what was my astonishment and surprise to find him weeding an onion bed. I could hardly believe my own eyes, and said :—

" You ought not to be out here, man, it may be the death of you, after havicg being laid up all winter with rheumatism and dropsy," His reply was: "There is no danger. The weather is fine, and Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup has done for me m a few days what the doctors could not do m three years. I think I shall get well now." He kept on with the syrup, and m three weeks he was at work again, and has had no return of the trouble row tearlyten years. Any medicine that do this should be known all over the world.

Yours faithfully, (Signed) Rupert Graham. Of Graham & Son. Holloway House, Sunbury, Middlesex, June 25th, 1887. The above wonderful cure of Rheumatism was the result of the remarkable power of Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup to cleanse the blood of the poisonous humours hat arise from Indigestion and Dyspepsia. Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup is for sale by all chemists and medicine vendors, and by the proprietors, A, J. WhiJe, Limited, 35, Farringdon Road. London, Eng.

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WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2232, 21 September 1889

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