INFORMATION FOR WORKING WOMEN.

Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2550, 22 October 1890, Page 3

INFORMATION FOR WORKING WOMEN.

It is a boast often heard that there !are • a greater variety of occupations open to women nowaday* than ever before. Jet the fact is not without its drawbacks, [for women; ar» thus tempted into scores! of positions for which they are not fitted, wich much consequent misery. Thousands of girls, especially m America, sit all day hammering at type-writers and telegraph instruments, stand on their feet foil' a dozen hours' at a stretch m shops »nd stores, and ;bend over desks at some sort of writing; till their muscles and head ache together. In both England and America'they labour m factories long hours over hard and monotonous tanks, often m a fearfully bad atmosphere, and for small wagesi When they break down, tthe expense of having physicians, coupled wiih * other costs of illness, is apt ■to consume their little savings. Therefore 1 tiriy information which will enable them to lessen such an outgo must be welcomed by the Host of working women. : On this point a recent letter received ; by us may throw a ray of light. The writer Bays : " When a woman has to depend upon her fingers solely for a living it i« a terrible thing to fall ill, even though it = f Waybeorily'a few days or weeks. This was my own situation when I was first taken bad about ten years ago. It began •'■wi£fr what-I shall'have to describe as a . 7' nbavy, sinking feeling at the pit of the stomach, and a sensation of giddiness and faintness whilst at meals. On rising from the table I would often be attacked with palpitation of the heart, which beat i so I didn't know what to do with myself. Some days I would not eat a mouthful of solid food, so much afraid was I of the pain it gave, me, I have gone without ( ■, food 'for, three consecutive dayo and " nights, till I thought I must surely starve. At the same time the desire to - eat was so great I could have clutched easterly at the hardest piece of stale bread. I got so bad I had to He m bed for days, and grew so weak I could scarcely raise myself on my elbows, I consulted doctor after doctor ; I think I must have had not less thmi a dozen altogether, One called my illness by one name, and the others by other names. No two of them agreed as to wh-it it really was that ailed me. None »f them did mo any good, ' . though" my money went fast enough! to pay them and to buy the.medicine tliey ordered. : One day I f»aw m the " Christian Age " an account of Mother Setgel's Curative Syrup. Yet how could 1 believe m it 't I had trusted and hoped, and been deceived co often. • Unless—which seldom happens —people get the right medicine at first, it is a wonder to me how they ever get it at all. What made me feel that Mother Seigel's remedy might be of some use I don't know ? but I think ifc was because it was discovered and made by a good womnu who had been cured by it herself. At all evente I sent for it and began to take it. Un to the time when I write thip letter I have taken it seven weeks, •nd the change ■it has produced ,has * astonished nil who know me. The pain about my heart is entirely gone, and I gain strength everyday," JNotjs.—The writer of the above letter requested that her name should not be published. We feel bound to respect her wish«», although we have no doubt she will Consent to out giving her name and addifess to any of her own sex who may desire to write tt> her, either directly or „i , ,fchrtytightis.'.: „ r . .', ■ .