WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

Hawke's Bay Herald, Volume XXIV, Issue 8521, 16 November 1889, Page 5

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

HE CO OLD LEAP THROUGH THE AIE.

My object in writing is two-fold : 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 ie all the more able to ho oE use to his fellowcreatures. To begin, then, you must kuow I had long been more or less subject to attacks of bronchitis, a complaint that you are aware is very common and 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 are 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 began to have violent racking pains in my my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed. 1 could neither eat nor sleep. If I had been a feeble, sickly man, I Bhould have thoHght loss strangely of it ; but as, on the contrary, I was hearty and robust, I feared some new and terrible thing bad got hold of me, which might make my strength of no avail against It. I aay, that waa the way I thought. Presently I could not lie down for the ! pain all over my body. I asked my doctor what he thought of my condition, and he frankly said, " I am sorry to have to tell you that you are getting worse ! " This so frightened my friends, as well as myself, that they said, " IJwmas, you mxist 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 po3sibly get along without doing it? I am a laboring 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 long. Eight at this point I had a thought flash aoross my mind like a Btreak 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 would try that well-known remedy. On this I gavo up the doctor's medicine and began taking the Hyrnp. " Mark the wonderful Tesult ! I had taken but three doses within twenty-four hours when I was seized with a fit of coughing, and threw up the phlegm and mucus off my chest by the mouthful, Syrup had looaened and broken it up. Continuing with the Syrup, the racking pain, whiob. I believe came from the bitter and poisonous humors in my blood and joints, soon left me entirely, and I felt like goiDg to slaep, aud I did sleep sound and quiet, Then I felt hungry with a natural appetite, and as I ate I soon got strong and well. I felt I could leap through the air with delight ! In a week I waa able to go to my work again. It doesn't seem possible, yet it is true, and the neighbors 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 Seigel's Syrup- to cum pain and disease far and wide, nobody will wonder at me.

Thomas Canning. 75, Military-road, Canterbury, ' Kent. Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup is for gale by all chemists and 'medicineTshdors ; and by the Proprietors, John White, Limited, 35, Farrfcgdon'.toad, Loadon, E.O» England.