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WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

HE COOTD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR. My object in writing is two-feld : to express my gratitude for a great benefit, and to tell a short story which cannot fail to interest the feelings of many others. It is all about myself, but I have remarked that when a man tells the honest truth about himself he is all the more likely to be of use to his fellowcreatures. To begin, then, you must know I had long been more or less subject to attacks of bronchitis, a complaint that you are aware is very common and troublesome in Great Britain in certain seasons of the year. Some months ago I had a very severe turn of it, worse, I think, than I ever had before, It was probably brought on by my catching cold, as we ara all apt to do when we least expect it. Weeks passed by, and my trouble proved to be very obstinate. It would not yield to medicine, and as I also began to have violent racking pains in my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed. I could neither eat nor sleep. If I had been a feeble, sickly man, I should have thought less strangely of it ; but as, on the contrary, I was hearty and robust, I feared some new and terrible thing had got hold of me, which might make my strength of no avail against it. I say, that was the way': l thought. Presently I could not even lie down for the pain all over my body. I asked my dootor what he thought of my condition, and he frankly said, "lam sorry to have to tell you that you are getting worse !" This so frightened my friends, as well as myself, that they said " Thomas, you must go to the Hospital; it may be your only chance for life /" But I didn't want to go to the hospital. Who does, when he thinks he can possibly get along without doing it P lam a labouring man, with a large family depending on me for support, and I might almost as well be in my grave as to be laid on my back in a hospital unable to lift a hand for months, or God only knows how l©ng. Right at this point I had a thought flaw across my mind like a streak of sunshine in a cloudy day. I had heard and read a good deal about Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and I resolved, before consenting to be taken to the hospital, I w«uld try that well-known remedy. On this I gave up the doctor's medioine and began taking the Syrup. Mark the wonderful result! I had. taken but three doses within twenty-four hours when I was seized wilh a fit of coughing, and threw up the phlegm and mucus off my ohest by the mouthful. The Syrup had loosened an 4 brpken it up. Continuing with the Syrup, the racking pain, which I believe came from the bitter and poison humours in my blood and joints, soon left me entirely, and I felt like going to sleep, and I did sleep sound and quiet. Then I felt hungry, with a natural f and as I ate I soon got strong and well. I Mt I could leap through the air with delight! In a week I was able to go to my work again. It doesn't seem possible, yet it is true, and the neighbours know it. There are plenty of witnesses to prove it. And, therefore, when I say I preach the good news of the great power of Sergei's Syrup to cure pain j and disease far and wide, nobody will wonder Thohas Canotso. 75, Military-road, Canterbury, ! Keat. ; Mother SeigeFs Curative Syrup is for sale by all chemists and medicine vendors ; and by the Proprietors, A. J. White, Limited, 35, Farringdon?roa*l ? I^pndon, E,C, England. tsss: " ' '■ - ■-■ bob

While a registrar sat warming' his feet at the fire a stranger opened his office door and inquired, "How much will you charge me to read over about fifteen lines of printed matter from a book I have?" *• Why? Can't, yon raad them ?" replied th^ official. " I can } tut X want to hear how the lines sound when read aloud. I'U giye you a shilling to read" themto me." "Go ahead, then; I can't earn money any quicker." A woman at that moment stepped in, and the stranger pat down the book on the desk, clasped her hand, and said, "Begin at that pencil mark there, 'and read slowly." The registrar's chin dropped as he saw the reading matter wat the form of marriage ; but he didn't withdraw from his word, for, as he said afterwards, " I am an upright man, and might have lost even the shiling by refusing."

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Bay of Plenty Times, Volume XVI, Issue 2393, 25 February 1889, Page 4

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WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL. Bay of Plenty Times, Volume XVI, Issue 2393, 25 February 1889, Page 4

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL. Bay of Plenty Times, Volume XVI, Issue 2393, 25 February 1889, Page 4

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