HAPPIEST OF ALL

Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume XXIV, Issue 2084, 4 September 1896, Page 2

HAPPIEST OF ALL

There is no time in the twenty.four hours when one ou-'ht to feel so thoroughly satisfied and content as immediately after a good hearty meal. And all healthy persons do feel so. The body's demands have been met, and we are easy and cbrrifortabje as though we had paid off an old dun and had money left. We are accessible, humane and goodnatured_ Then if ever We will grant a re* quest without grumbling. 'True benevolence' says a crusty old friend of mine, • is. located in a capable stomach recently filled,' Yes but what of the incapable stomachs of which there are so. roany-?-Tstomachs th-st disappoint and plague their owners, till the act of feeding so delightful to others becomes an act to avoid the necessity of which they are almost willing to die? Ah, that is quite another thing. Theae poor souls are they who s'-y; as Miss Wallace says in this letter of hers, • I was no longer to be counted among those who have pleasure in eating. Far from it; As for me I was afraid to eat. I felt the need of food ef course—'the weakness and sinking that accompanied abstinence— but what was Itodo ? The moment I ate my distress and pain commenced. No matter how light my repast was or haw careful I was not to hurry in taking it the result was . the same. The distress and gnawing pains followed with discomfort in the chest and a sense of choking as if some bits of food had • lodged there and were irritating me. So objectionable and repugnant to me was ■ the act of eating that for days together I didn't touch a morsel of solid food, subsisting entirely on milk and soda-water. Owing to this enforced lack of nourishment I got extremely weak and about as thin as I could be. [ must not forget to say that this happened to me, or rather it began to happen in July 1886, when I was living at Wellington ia Shropshire. It came on, as you may Bay, gradually and not with any sudden or acute symptoms, I fouhd myself low. languid, and tired Then came the fiilure of my appetite and the other things! have named. ' I took the usual medicines for indigestion, but they had no goad effect. After six months' experience of this kind of misery I read in a book about Mother Seigel's Syrup as a remedy for this disease, and got a bottle from Mr Bates, the chemist in Wellington. Having used it a few days I felt relief, and . when I had consumed two bottles I was entirely welb Since then I have heartily commended Mother's Seigel's Syrup to many friends, who have invariably been cured, as I was. Yon have my permission to publish my letter, if you desire to do so (Signed) Mionie Wallace, Nurs9; The Union Workbouse, Oldham, February 22nd, 1895. In a communication dated January Bth 1895, Mrs Henrietta McCallum of Downsfield Road, Walthamstow near London; states that her daughter Emma fell ill in the spring of 1886 with the same symptoms described by Miss Wallace. She craved fpod, yet when it was placed before her she turned trom it almost with loathing. 'As time went on,' so runs the mothei's letter, 'my daughter became so weak she could hardly walk. Neither home medicines or those of the doctors did any good. Her sufferings continued for over eight years. 'In June 1894 she began taking Mother . Seigel's Syrup of which we had just read in a little book that was Jelfc at the house. In a week she was better, and in less than two months tibe was enjoying better health than ever before. She has since ailed nothing and can eat any kind of food. (Signed) (Mrs) Henrietta McCallum. 'Happy;' sings Homer, 'were they who fe ; l under the high walls of Troy." Happier are they who have never fallen under the weight of indigestion or dyspepsia. Happiest, perhaps, of all are th'»y who have 'been 1 ffced up >by Mother Seieel's remedy and p need where once again they can eat drink end be merry- And if all these could bo gathered together they would make a greater host than the Gr*ek poet ever dreamod of.