THE ANACONDA.

Evening Star, Issue 6951, 10 July 1886, Page 4

THE ANACONDA.

In the woods of Central America a creature exists which is known as the Anaconda. This is a serpent of enormous size, which crushes a buffalo or a deer within its folds as easily as a man with a patent set of Nature's dentistry cracks a walnut. Its breath is poison to all hunian beings who come within its influence. It is one of those terrible and revolting oroatures which typify evil, and which, to use Woidsworths's wordsOne impulse from a vernal wood May teaoh vou more of man, Of moral evil and of gcod, Than all thu cages can.

Surrounded by all the luxuriance of tropical vegetation, this horrible creature, perfect in it 3 hideuusnes's, strejtched along a limb of some gigantic tree, waits placidly for its victims. These, browsing in unconsciousness of the presence of danger, or haply, frisking merrily upon

the sward, are suddenly gripped in deadly toils, crushed, beslavered, and swallowed. This is, surely, a practical picture of evil. One might well consider that this creature, the Anaconda; is an embodiment of the Satan of whom Milton wrote: So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear; Fare veil remorae; all good to me Is lost, Evil be thou ray Rood. We can best recognise evil in this practical aspect. But, alas! evjl sometimes enpompa.ses the wisest man, and gathers him within its toils, ere he-knows it, and when he knows it, all too late. Moral—disease creeps upon a man as surely as physical ailment, and Evil is wrought by want of thought, As woll as want of heart. Well, then, is it for him who guards against the approaches of the foe —assured that only by keeping his physical system wholesome he can maintain his mind and spirituality uncorrupted. The Anaconda of disease awaits us at every turn. We never dream of its presence until, perhaps, too late, and when gathered irrevocably in its toils. Take, for example, Bright's disease of the kidneyri; the victim knows not what ails him; often, indeed, his medical attendant is unable to diagnose his case, setting it down to exhaustion, dyspepsia, ordinaiy kidney troubles. The characteristic of Bright's disease is that the victim is all along ignorant of the dire peril which threatens him. He sees not the te.rible Anaconda. He feels languid, loses flesh and weight, is miserable arid hipped, but thinks that a few ordinary tonics will put him straight. Miserable delusion ! Mr John Waterworth, of 62 Dargham street, Lyndhurst, Sydney, knows better. He says that "during the last eight months of 1883, I was laid up. I suffered the greatest agony—pains in my scrotum and down the inside of iny thighs, across my back, up my spine—ending in frightful headaches. My urine was thick and muddy. I had no restneither in bed nor out of it. I tried several physicians, who all told me I was suffering from a severe form of Bright's disease, and one doctor advised me to go into the hospital, as I could not possibly live more than a few months. A friend of mine sent me a cutting from an American paper, concerning Warner's safe cure, a medicine which had cured a person suffering from this dread disease. The symptoms described were like my own, and I wrote at onoe to H. H.Warner, of Rochester, New York, U.S.A., and received a reply, telling me to send to San Francisco for the cure. This was, of course, before the establishment of the laboratory in Melbourne, which was done in May, ] 885. lam rejoiced that 'this invaluable medicine may be now procured in the colonies. I procured a dozen bottles in San Francisco, and was cured. I was freed from pain, and have now sound health, and have gained 351b in weight, working hard at very laborious occupation every day. Unhesitatingly I recommend Warner's safe cure." Many who read Mr Waterworth's testimony will, perhaps, recall their own inexplicable sufferings. They will be wise if they follow his example, and appeal to a remedy which has been weighed carefully, and has NOT been found wanting. The most prejudiced and obstinate must yield beforejevidence which is based upon a grateful experience, and which is the utterance of one who has been snatched from the Anaconda of disease.

The Baptist Missionary Union is preparing to advance into Upper Burmah as soon as the country becomes quieted. Two missionaries are now with the British Army, and four others in Burmah will be removed as soon as possible. Large offerings 'for the new mission are being received. Real Chicken Soup.—Customer, in New York restaurant: "Waiter, this chicken soup has feathers in it." Waiter: "Yes, sah. If yo' want soup made outen chickens old nough to be bald, sah, yo'll have to go to some odder 'stablishment."