GOLD AND BLOOD.

Clutha Leader, Volume XXIV, Issue 1223, 10 December 1897, Page 6

GOLD AND BLOOD.

Many years ago I knew a man who expended a great part of a large fortune in buying gold, in coin and in bars. This he melted, and with human "blood and other unique ingredients, laboured secretly to prepare a mixture that should arrest all disease, renew vitality, and prolong life indefinitely. I need hardly say that he failed. Not only did he fail, but one day an explosion took place in his laboratory which destroyed the fruits of his toil and left him senseless and badly wounded amid the wreck. The rest of his days were passed in an asylum. Yet he was not the first man who tried that same experiment, not by thousands. To find the elixir of life was one of the main purposes of the science of alchemy, the barbaric ancestor of the modern science of chemistry. But all that is now discredited. No doctor or student of healing even pretends to possess or to seek an essence of life. What is undertaken, however, and successfully, is to ascertain the truth about nature's functions, and to help her perform them when they are impeded by disease. Illustrations of what can be done on this lino are plentiful. Here is one : " Twelve years ago," says Mrs Eliza Matcham, of Armitage House, Sutton-on-Hull, " I had an attack of rheumatic fever. At the same time I had a bad taste in my mouth, poor appetite, and pain and weight at the chest after eating. I frequently spat up a quantity of greasy, fatty matter. Later I was afflicted with rheumatism in my hands and feet. Then I fell into a state of debility which continued year after year. I spent a great deal of money in doctoring, all to no purpose. Finally I was induced to try your medicine. In a short time my food agreed with me, the sickness ceased, I grew stronger, and the rheumatism by degrees abated. Now by taking your remedy occasionally I keep in good health. (Signed) Mrs Elizabeth Matcham, June 2nd, 1893." "For some time previous to 1897," writes another, " I was troubled with a digestive disorder. In the autumn of that year (1887; I got a severe cold, which brought on rheumatism ami lumbago. I had great pain in the back and also in the joints. I consulted a doctor, who gave me medicines, and advised me to go to Buxton. I did so, but I am bound to say obtained little benefit from it. "In January, 1888, I had another attack of rheumatic fever, which brought me down into a very low and feeble condition. For days and clays together I was unable to eat or sleep. It was only by hardship and pain that I got about at all. Whilst on a visit to Little Downham, Cambridgeshire, some friends told me of the medicine furnished by you. I used it, and soon found relief, and I gained stringth. Cheered up and encouraged by this, I continued taking it, and now, by an occasional dose, I keep wholly free from rheumatism, and other troubles. (Signed) Philip Hopkin, 20 Maude Btreet, Grimsby, November 14th, 1893." The eccentric man alluded to in the first part of this article failed to cure any disease with his odd brew. It was costly, too, as I said. Blood is cheap enough, but bars of gold come high. He was a fanatic and a fool. But here we have two instances in which rheumatism, a common and dangerous ailment, was cured by Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, a remedy made not from blood and gold, but from the healing herbs of the fields and forests. And why was it cured thus so speedily and with such seeming ease? Because rheumatism is not a disease of itself, but a symptom of indgestion and dyspepsia. It is thin universal plague that the Syrup scatters and drives away, its children folLowing after. Thus we keep our blood in our veins and our gold — if we have any — in our pockets.