PEOPLE BOUND TO THE STAKE.
The great, majority of people have to work for a living with hands or head, or both. Very well. To make our living we must be able to labor so many hours m a day, days m a week, weeks m a year. Very good again. But suppose we each had aMMßineny who possessed the power to tie us up with a rope when he pleased.Jo day ho ties only the left arm, torn, >rrow the right, the next day a leg, ani >?o tm- Once m a while ho ties us to •our fl«?ds and keeps up there a week. How much would he cost us m hard cash m a yea* 1.? and how much wonld it be worth to us if we could chain him to a -,rock or hang him with his own rope 'l Let "W have a rough illustration or tyro.
A; man was working on the Midland Railway as :v signalman. We all know what the position is, and have some idea of the labor and responsibility. Well, he kept at it for several years, never missing a day. He knew his business, nobody bettor, and nothing went wrong on his .lection of the linn ; but by-and-by his enemy began to tic him up. Somehow lie couldn't eat with a relish any more ; 'when, he tried lie was taken with such a distress it took all the life out of him. Then he would have times when he was sf> giddy that everything went round and round like a whirligig. If this had happened when lie had a signal to set, a collision might have come of it; happily it did not. Other ropes were tried around him ; he had pains m the chest and sides, his bowels became costive, tongue coated, bad taste m the nioulli, heartburn, weakness, &c. The doctors said he would have to give up his situation; but he couldn't. There were the wife nd children to be looked out for, and only his e-trnings to do it with. But finally he broke down altogether, and was laid up for weeks, unconscious part of the time Then, we may say, he was tied hand and foot. His enemy bad him fast, and came nigh killing ■him. One day, after the doctors had j given him up, his mind was <;lear, and he remembered a medicine—half the bottle full—he had hidden away m a locker m a signal box and forgotten all about it. He sent for it and took a dose. In less than a, month he was a well man ; the rope? were all cut away. If you write to him (Andrew Agge, Culgaith, Cumberland) lie tell you this medicine was Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and his ailmenfc was indigestion and dyspepsia. But, whilst he was ill with it, lie might as well—yes, better—have been tied to a stake. There are lots of cases of this sort all over England—all over the world. A few of them we hear of ; millions of them we neverhear of. Sometimes itia heart disease sometimes rheumatism; sometimes consumption ; sometimes general debility ; sometimes kidney and bladder ccinplnint ; sometimes nervous prostration ; sometimes liver disorder. That is, the doctors call it by all these hard names, but at bot.om it is indigestion and dyspepsia, and all these other so-called diseases are just tokens and .symptoms of that—neither more nor less. If a man never had any trouble with his stomach, he might live for ever, for aught we can tell. Yet how, m Mercy's name, can a man or woman work with death and corruption inside of j the body—with the stomach, full of de- j caying food, sending poison through the blood to every joint, muscle, and nerve? This is what dyspepsia does. Indigestion is a slow but sure poison, just; as taking so many grains of arsenic every day would be. Here is another case, that of a railway fireman, Avho writes from Hurlford. He says: "I have been a suiter from nidi gestion and dyspepsia for three years ; I tried several doctors, but jrot worse all the time. At last I went to a chemist and he promised to cure me m a week or two He sold me three very expensive bottles of medicine, find all the effect I felt from it was the loss of my money. Then I got hold of a bottle of Mother Seigel's Syrup, and was better almost at once. How sorry I am I didn't use ifc years ag» ! " We can give this nian's name if you care to have it. He didn't want it printed. But he was as good as tied up for a long while. Illness is a strong rope. Here is one mote illustration. Mr R. P. Hopton, of Long Western, says: "I am sixty-eight years old. Mother Seigel's Syrup has not quite made me a young man again, but it has cured me of asthma, nervous prostration, and a throat ailment arising from impure blood. I was too ill to labour, yet can now do my work thanks to that great remedy. You may publish the fact. The whole complication cam* first from indigestion." And this is the way people are bound until Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup sets them free.
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PEOPLE BOUND TO THE STAKE., Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2542, 13 October 1890
PEOPLE BOUND TO THE STAKE. Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2542, 13 October 1890
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