BOW DID THUY COME TO DO IT?

Bay of Plenty Times, Volume XXII, Issue 3067, 12 January 1894, Page 6

BOW DID THUY COME TO DO IT?

Only tothinkth^t aoyflota—ln the d»y* I time, with his eyes open, not being craaf and J not irantirig to oommit Bulelde i -»snonld %*lk straight into a oanal or a ritert Only to think of that, 1 »ey, I Yet a good many did* it in and around London in Christmas week. 1891. , The dense fog it was of course, that made them. People could hardly see six feet ahead of their noses; maybe less at times, and in some spots. For you understand the difference between mere darkness and a fog. In the dark, no matter how black it is you can always see the v ghts if there are any. But a fog! A fog is to hare your eyes put outfit; is, blindness. As for shipwrecks and other calamities due to fogsr^why, there's no end 9 them. The London papers have wondered why some* body hasn't Invented a way to ; aeatter logs, Ah, yes, why? Here's a woman's story about a fog, one of those thick mists ' that hang over most of us twelve months in the year. She says that from April to September,! 889, sh» was too ill to have any pleasure or comfort. This was a thing to notice, inasmuch as her disposition was naturally cheerful and lively. Hie trouble, whatever you call it. came on her gradually) much as a fog rises. At first she simply felt languid* Very little ejection made Tier tired. Her breath came Mo be very shoit, too, and she often felt faint She couldn't eat ; that is, not with any relish, and her sleep was broken up into naps and snatches instead of being solid and straight away, as good al ep always ia. Her spirits were dull and depressed. To be sure. How else couldlthey be| | She had great pain in the legion of the heart, which frightened her, as it would you, for the heart is a vital organ and we are properly : : scared when there's anything ailing it. Every morsel she ate distressed her. Even the swallowing of a morlhful of water was a painful matter. For several weeks she went on in this fashion. She Kept on with her work in the house and shop (a bakery), but it was as much as ever. Simple medioinei, such as we all know of— -these she th\'i, bat no good came of it. So she next consulted: the, iami'y _ dpctqr, a man who has a large practioe and ia con* sidered very clever. He examined her Veiy daref ully and then said, f [}*Mrs JPlow^ riyht, you are suffering from congestion of the liver. heart disease, and debility" '7 This was a statement fit to make tJbe poor woman give up in despair. . Indeed, it nearly did. But the doctor was right ; that is, from his point of view. He treated the patient fcr some time. For a short space, occasionally, he relieved her; ; then she was as bad as ever. "Once ma while," she ■says, "my 'heart almost, stopped beating, fend I looked and felt like a dying person?' This, she was told, was the incurable oomplaint called angina pectot is; but it wasn't, nor anything like it. Still, it was serious and dangerous. Her letter ends in these wolds: I had read in a book about Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and my husbaad had taken some of it But I had not much faith in it. I beganby taking fifteen drops, but a? this had no effect I took t Wtty an<! the directions. This dose suited me, and after having used upt ifce bottl* <& felt bet^r. ! I could eat aha digest foed, the pain in my chest and side gi*adoaUy went; away, and! after taking two bottles more I was well, and have been well over since." . (Bigned) M BB. Plowsioht, wife of Jl* William nowright, of the Lincolnshire Bakery, 23, Cheetham Street, North Street, Cheetham, Manchester. What are we to think of this case? We are to think that this lady's "heart disease" was what is called "functional,*' not "organic" disease, In plain English, the heart's action was diaturbed by the blood poison created by indigestion and dyspepsiar— her real aiid only malady. The liver trouble and debility were parts the same puzzle. Andso wastheasQima. t, Now, wba|ii th^w^rsfe f O y |h»t leter darkened England? It is the fog which keeps doctors and people from seeing that neprlyall|the oompUinte they suffer from are nothing more or lets than symptoms of indigestion «nd 'dyspe^sfa, and curable W the remedy mentioned by Mrs Plowright. By reason of this fog folks mffi $xmM ***>> open gvcKw—wtry fay.

* Itf seem^the" j&eUst occasionally goes the rounds of the papers con* ceraing the milkman who apologised for the blue appearance of his milk, that ' the weather had been so bad it had giren his cows the blujes,' hasa foundation \ipL :: ; fact. Experiments have shown that cows will give richer milk in bright, sunny weather, especially i£i Idng continued, and richer milk when in well lighted sheds than in dark ones.