"WHY HE NEVER LOOKED BEHIND HIM."

Bay of Plenty Times, Volume XX, Issue 2851, 6 July 1892, Page 4

"WHY HE NEVER LOOKED BEHIND HIM."

"" After this I never looked behind me. ° ■- This is a very common expression. What d« people mean by it ? Lot's wife looked behind her and was changed into a pillar of salt A locomotive driver in America looked behind him one day last summer and so didn't see an open drawbridge in front of him. Hence a wreck and great less of life. A xn9n in London failed to look behind him and was run down by a hansom. What shall we do as a rule % Look behind us or not ?

We introduce a man who says he never looked behind him -after a certain time. How are we to take his meaning ? Why by letting him explain it He goes on to Bay that in one day in February, 1890, he was suddenly seized with dizziness and pain in his dead. Like all healthy people, umder similar circumstances, he didn't know what to make of it He says he Mt strange and queer, he shivered as though the weather had suddenly turned cold, and then flushed with the heat as though it had turned hot again. What ailed him ? THa doctor said he was attacked with influenza, and ordered him to bed. He went to bed. A few days later the fever left him, but the illness did not It merely assumed another form. His tongue looked like a piece of brown leather, and his skin and the whites of his eyes became yellow, like old parchment We must eat to" live, but when this man tried to eat, the food went against him, and after he had swallowed it by main force, it caused such pain in the chest, side, and .stomach that he wishodhe had let it alone. 'Then his heart began to palpitate, and he says he felt low, languid, and tired. He had what he calls a sinking feeiing at the pit of his stomach and a craving which nothing satisfied. Being unable to take any but liquid food he grew so weak that he wa3 barely able to walk. Then his heart troubled him once more, and, to quote his own words, "As I sat in my chair I coiddhear my heart thumping as if somebody was pounding me on the baick. \ This showed thair the fieart bad^too much work on hand and was struggling under it like a horse trying to carry two men. " I got very little sleep at night," he says, " and would lie awake for hours tossing about on the bed." This sort of thing is very wearing, and we are not surprised to learn that he lost flesh until little was left of him but skin and bone. 11 My cheeks/ he says, " sank in until they were almost drawn together, and people shook their heads and predicted that my time in this world was nearly up. Still I had all confidence in my physician and kept on taking his medicine. From ■ first to last I took some forty or fifty j bottles of it (of all kinds) without benefit. " Finally one day the doctor sounded my lun^s and asked me if any of our family died of consumption. He said that the heart palpitation was caused by dyspepsia. Then he said I had better take further advice ; he could do no more i for me. This was after nine months of I his treatment I gave up all hopes of getting better, and, indeed, no one expected me to. " It was now winter again, December, 1890. One day I found a little book or pamphlet in the house, that I had never seen before. It was about a medicine called Mother Seigel's Syrup, and described a case like mine having been cured by it Withoutr going into all my hoper and fears on the point, it is enough to say that I got a bottle from Mr Kirkinan, Chemist, Ellerby Lane. I took the contents of that bottle and certainly felt a little better, I took a second and began to eat some food, which agreed with me. " After this I never looked behind me, thought my recovery was a work of time, for I was very much reduced. I stuck to the medicine, and with good reason, and at last got back to my work, strong and well, and have remained so ever since. When I went back to the works the foreman and others gathered rouno me and asked what had wrought the wonderful change. I answered, ** Mother Seigel's Syrup had wrought it." When I said I wished to start work they told me I must first be examined by a doctor. The doctor said I was fit for work and I went to work the next morning and have never lost a minute since.

The doctor was right in saying that the apparent heart trouble in Mr Askew's case arose from dyspepsia, for dyspepsia •was his only ailment. And if he had used Mother Seigel's Syrup in February, 1890, he would nave had no tale to tell, for he would have been all right directly. As it is we are glad that after he did try it he had no relapse. He never looked behind him.