SEVEN POUNDS IN ONE WEEK.

Hawke's Bay Herald, Volume XXX, Issue 10058, 27 July 1895, Page 1 (Supplement)

SEVEN POUNDS IN ONE WEEK.

Not every man who is thin would thank you foe fattening him. He doesD^t want to be fat and for very good reasons. . Unnecessary fat is a load to carry about; it inteifers with a man's power to work, shortens his wind, and dulls his witß. Yet, on the other hand, a certain amount of flesh ia needed for health and 1 oomfort. For example : A man five feet high should neigh about 120tt>3. ; and man five feet six inches, 145tbj. It is a regular ascending scale. The insurance companies allow a variation of 7 per cent, above or below it, and beyond those limits charge an extra premium. One shouldn't be rnuolj over or under bis proper weight if he wan'a to be sound and hearty — and we all do want that. Now wo will tell yon how Mr Thomas Crosby, being under weight, gained seven pounds in a week. He had lost l-J- Btone, which is too much off for a man who was never fleshier than he naturally ought to be. It was this way. He was right enough up to May, 1801. At that time he began to feel ill and ont of sorts. He bad a nasty taste In his month — Hke rotten eggs, he says — and a thick, slimy stuff came on his gums and teeth, flis appetite failed, and what he did eat was, as you might say, under compulsion ; and right afterward bo would hare great pain in the atomaoh and cheßt. Plainly, something was amiss with, him injh»t region, B[e

was often dizzy, and oold chills ran over him as though be were threatened with fever. Of course we should expect a man who is bandied in this way to loose strength. Mr Crosby lost strength. In faot he got so weak and nervous that he shook all over, and hie hands, trembled as if a current oE eleotriclty were running through him. To use his own words : " I rapidly lost flash, was H stone lighter, and. oonld hardly walk about. One* my parents thought I was dying, and sent in haste for the doctor. I saw two doctors in Epworth and one at Haxey, but they were not able to help me. Our vicar, Rev. Mr Overton, recommended me to the Lincoln Infirmary, where I attended for eight weeks as an outdoor patient, without benefit. " Soon afterwards Mr Sharp, a chemist, at Epworth, spoke to me of the virtues of a mediciine known as Mother Seigel's Onrative Sprup. Being interested in what he said, I left off tryine other things and began taking this Syrup. In a few days I felt better, and presently I gained seven ponndsina week. At that rate I soon got back to my work, and have had the best of health ever since. I tell tbese facts to everybody, and am perfectly willing they should be published. Yours truly (Signed), Tom Crosby, Ferry Roai, Epworth, via Doncaster, December 23rd, 1892." After reading Mr Crosby's story we scarcely need to ask why he lost flesh. The minute he stopped eating and digesting hti usual allowance of food he began to fall away. Trees, they say, grow as muoh from the air by means of their leaves, as they do from the soil. Bat men don't. They've got to be built up through their stomachs. Indigestion and dyspepsia (Mr Crosby's complaint) itopa this process and poisons thoae who bave it, besides. That accounts for all the painful and dangerous Bymptoms our friend speaks of. The doctors do what they can, but, unluckily they don't poisess the mediolue that goes to the bottom of this disease and cures it. The remedy is Mother Seiele's Curative Syrup, and nothing else, so for as we know. It restores digestion, and digestion aovers the bones with fat enough for health and good looks.