NOT HEAVY TO HIM.

Auckland Star, Volume XXX, Issue 217, 13 September 1899, Page 7

NOT HEAVY TO HIM.

The man on the elephant's back is ijotliing to the elephant. Tho bijj beast doesn't mind him any v, than one of those immense, horses you see iv London minds brass ornaments on lii-s harness. _ on my back or yours Ihe man would he a load; and, ii' fastened to a lark's wings, the little brasses would hold liiin to the earth. Thus, we arc reminded, my thoughful friends, that there are no absolute facts. The burden depends on the back. .\ it Samson walked off with tho ga... ot l'a_a, an ordinary garden gate would, 1 am sure, prove all that we should want to lug. It follows thai weight or heaviness can, as the advertisements say, "be supplied in a variety of styles." When, for example, Mr Sidney Challanger mentions in a letter that •■' a certain period he was "heavy," does not mean that he tipped scales at a slone or two mon: than usual. His horse would have Celt that, in ease lie rode one; but the truth is that at I he time referred to he was actually under his proper weight by sovc. pounds. What lie.want; is to understand is that he was hen\\ to himself; it. was not an increase of weight, but an increase of weakness, having practically the same result. His explanation is that in the early part of 1890 he began to feel ill and out of sorts. He went about, in a mazy way, feeling badly without knowing what the trouble was or !>■ •■■ to account for it. "I had," Mr < iHanger goes on to tell us, "a nasi, taste in Uie. mouth and no relish for my meals." But eat we all must, or starve; and eat he did. Not much, though At best it was a forced business. Nothing Tasted natural or good, aud he took just enough to keep him going until the next meal time should come round. "And even for thai 1 had to suffer," he says. "After getting it down I had, almost immetlietfly, a sense of fulness or distension of the stomach and pain at the (inst as if a bit of food had lodged there—which couldn't be." No, nothing lodged anywhere. What there was of it went straight down into Mr (,'hallanger's stomach where it at once began to ferment and produce a gas which caused the feeling of fulness, while the irritated nerves set up Hie pain. If was not too much food, but food not digested —food turned sour in the stomach— with the whole body behind it, failing of the needed .stimulus and nourishment of food, and wondering what the matter was. it was this state of matters that made him, to 'use his own words, "heavy, drowsy, and languid." Any river in f.ngland, after a long drought in summer, looks just as Mr Challangei- felt—heavy, drowsy, and languid. And for an identical reason—the lack of necessary supplies. Wait an instant, though! Don't miss the point. The rain, when it comes, fills the .river by a thousand little channels falling 'directly into it. Not. so as to food and body. Between them is a process; a mechanical, chemical and vital operation - digestion. Mark you that, and act accordingly. Whether in the. sky or on the ground water is water the same thing. But food aud body are not the same thing. The first must lie transmuted into the second by the miracle called digestion; for of all God's ways in nature none is more awful, more amazing, more glorious. And, when impeded or overborne, none which punishes the interference more certainly and swift.-

'•1 got little or no sleep," continues our friend, 'and awoke in the morning tired out, as afler a hard day's work. Presently 1 eou.ld hardly walk, for very weakness, and from time to time had to give up work allogether. No medicine helped me—and I tried plenty. "After three wretched years of this, Mrs Ih'rd, of Tallistorn, told my wife about Mother Seigel's Syrup, and through her advised me to try it. She said my ailment was indigestion and the Syrup would cure it. And it did. One bottle greatly relieved me. T could eat freely, and food agreed with me. 1 persevered with the remedy and got strong as ever. All the. pain and heaviness left me, and I felt light and energetic, although, I have gained in weight.."— (Signed) Sydne. Challanger, (lladstone Villa, Cw near Waunllwyd, Mo_„ August 'U>ili, 1808.