GREAT EXCITEMENT IN WALES ABOUT A MARVELLOUS CUKE.

Bruce Herald, Volume XVII, Issue 1758, 15 June 1886, Page 4

GREAT EXCITEMENT IN WALES ABOUT A MARVELLOUS CUKE.

LIVING SIX YEARS WITHOUT GOING TO BED. Mr Editor, — While spending a few days at the pleasant seaside towu of Afcerystwitb. Cardiganshire* Wales, I heard related what seamed to me either a fibulous story or a marvellous cure. The story was tbat a poor sufferer who had not been able to lay down iv bed for. s.x l<>n£ years, given up to die by all the Doctors, had been speedily cured by some Patent Mediciue. It was related with more implicit confidence from the circumstance, as was said, that the Vicar of Llaurystyd was fami liar with the facts, aud could vouch for the truth of the report. Haviug a little curiosity to know how such stories grow in travelling, I took the liberty while at the village of Llanrystyd to call upon the Vicar, the Kav. T. Evans, and to enquire about this wonderful cure. Though a total stranger to him, both he and bis wife most graciously entertained me in a half hour's conversation, principally touahioy the case of Mr Pugh, in which they seemed to take a deep and sympathetic intense, having been familiar with his sufferings, and now rejoiced in what seemed to them a most remarkable cure.

The Vicar remarked that he presumed hia name had been connected with the report from his having mentioned the case to Mr John Thomas, a chemist of Llanon. He said Mr Pugh was formerly a resident of their parish, but was now living in the parish of Llanddeinol. He strongly vouched Mr Wm. Push's character as a respectable farmer and worthy of credit. I left the venerable Vicar with a livelier sense of the happy relation of a pastor and people, feeling that he was one who truly sympathised with all who are afflicted in mind, body, or estate. On my return to Aberystwith, I waa impressed with a desire to see Mr Pugh, whose reputatiou stood so high. His farm is called Pancom-Mawr, signifying " above the dingle,'' situated near the summit of a smooth round hill, overlooking a beautiful valley in whici is situated the lovely ivy-mantled Church of Llanddeinol. I found Mr Pugh, apparently about 40 years old. of medium height, rather slight, with a pleasant and intelligent face. | 1 told him I had heard of his great affliction [ aud of his remarkable and almost miraculous relief, and that I had come to learn from his own lips, what there was of truth in the reports. Mr Pugh remarked that his neighbours had taken a kindly and sympathetic inter* st in his case for many years, but of late their interest had been greatly awakeued by a happy change in his condition. What you report as having heard abroad, said he, is substantially true, with one exception. I never understood that my case was ever given up as hopeless hy auy Physician. I have been treated by several Doctors hereabouts as good as auy in Wales, but unfortunately no prescription of theirs ever brought the desired relief. Fifteen years ago, he said, I first became conscious of a sour and derannged stomach and loss of appetite, which the Doctors told me was Dyspepsia. What food I could hold in my stomach seemed to do me no good and was often thrown up with painful retchings. Tais was followed after a tim<* with a hoarseness and a raw soreness of the throat which the Doctors called bronchitis, and I was treated for tbat, but with little success. Then came shortness of breath and a sense of suffocation, tspecially nights, with clammy sweat, aud I would have to get out of bed and sometimes open a door or window in wiuter weather to fill my luugs with the cold air. About six years ago I became so bad that I could not sleep in bed, but had to take my unquiet rest and dreamy sleep sitting in an armchair. My affliction seemed to he working downward into my bowels as well as upwards into my lungs and throat. In the violent coughing spasms which grew more frequent, my abdomen would expand and collapse and at times it would seem that I should suffocate. All this time I was reduced in strength so that I could perform uo hard labour and my spirits were consequently much depressed. Early in this last spring I had a still more severe spasmodic attack, and my family and neighbours became alarmed, believing that certainly I would not survive, when a neighbour, who had some kuowledge, or had heard of the medicine, sent to Aberystwith by the driver of the Omnibus Post, seme seven miles distant, and fetched a bottle of Mother Siegel's Curative Syrup. This medicine they administered to me according to the directions, wheu to their surprise and delight no less than my own the spasm ceased, I became at ease, and my stomach was calmed. My bowels were moved as by a gentle cathartic, and I felt a sense of quiet comfort all through such a3 I bad not before realised in many years. I could walk around the house and breathe comfortably in a few hours after I had taken the medicine, li have continued to take ttie medicine daily now for something over two months, and I can lay down and sleep sweetly at nights and have not since had a recurrance of those terrible spasms and sweatings. I have been so long broken down and reduced in my whole system that I have not tried to perform auy very hard out-door labour, deeming it best to be prudent Jest by over-exertion I may do myself injuiry before my strength is fully restored. I feel that my stomach and bowels have been and are being thoroughly renovated and renewed by the medicine. In fact I feel like a new mau. I have been much congratulated by my neighbours, especislly by the good V.car of Llanrystyd, who with his sympathetic wife have come three miles to shed tears of joy on my recovery. I bade Mr Pugh goodbye, happy that even one at least among thousands had found a remedy for an aggravating disease. Believing this remarkable case of Dyspeptic Asthma should be known to the public, I beg to submit the above facts as they are related t ) me. F. T. W.