"it Fears Neither Army nor Navy"
"Those things used to be called the wooden walls of England."
The scece was the Naval Exhibition at Chelsea, in the summer of 1891. The •peaker was a young man, and his auditor one of those lithe, bright-haired girls one so often sees in tbis island.
" And aren't they the wooden walls, of England, nowP" she said, as a child might ask when Noah might be expected in Liverpool with his ark. "Not exactly," replied her escort tenderly: "they are rather out of style. Come; I'll buow what sort of walls, we have now," and he led her off in the direction of the beautiful models of the great steel ships of war. The young fellow was right in assuming tL*r, thiß country bad a big and powerful navy, but the chances of war decrease with tbe preparations made to meet it. Besides, the interests that would be put to hazard grow constantly larger and nations avoid fighting as long as possible. This is a hopeful consideration, and if England had nothing to be afraid of beyond the danger of being attacked from abroad, we might sleep in peace. But there is an enemy against which neither army nor navy is of any avail. It defies the gunboats in tbe Channel and the redcoats on the shore, and kills more people tban are ever likely to fall in battle.
If we could stop the ravages of this foe we should soon be able to surprise our distant colonies with the arrival among them of a splendid class of our surplus population. We allude, of course, to disease. Not to epidemics of cholera or influenza, but to diseases which are at work year in
and year out, in every season, carrying * off rich and poor alike. Unquestionably the worst of these is the one that attacks tbe digestive system, the one from which springs the majority of ailments, which go under various names, as, for example, rheumatism, gout, bronchitis, consumption, the several fevers, and others whioh were formerly, erroneously, supposed to have distinct characters, and to require .distinct treatment. Now, however, the best medical
authorities recognise these ailments as symptoms and outgrowths of indigestion and dyspepsia, aud treat them accordingly. In illustration of what
can be done, we cite a single case.
man named Edward Kelly, who resides at 27, St. Vincent Street, London Road, Liverpool, having previously bad perfect health, experienced a dull pain in tbe right side, a bad taste in the mouth, furred tongue, loss of appetite, discoloured skin, unnatural languor and fatigue, and what he describes as a " sinking feeling, as though tbe Buppcrting power were exhausted beneath him. Tbis wa,B in 1887, and he bore it without obtaining relief from tbe usual medical treatment until April, 1890, -when one day, when he was working in a bonded warehouse, he says, " a dreadful pain struck me in tbe baok, and 1 had great trouble tn getting through my work. Getting worse," he continues, " I went to a doctor, who Baid it was inflammation of tbe kidneys. He gave me medicine and attended me off and on for six months, but with no beneficial r suit. He said he could not understand how I could keep on with my work, Still, I did struggle on, though the , disease was wearing me out. From a strong, able man, I became thin and weak, and was afraid I should have to give up my work. Last July, 1890, a Custom House offiser recommended me to try an advertised preparation, entitled Mother Seigel's Syrup. I did so, and
before I had finished tbe first bottle tbe pain left my back, and I began to digest my food and gain strength. By continuing to use this remedy 1 was soon as well as ever in my life. My master, Boeing what the Syrup bad done for me, also took it for indigestion, with so much benefit that now be always keeps it by him. I have no interest whatever in testifying thus, and only speak of tbe medicine as I found it."
Mr. Kelly evidently bad a narrow escape from Brigbt's disease, a malady very common among all classes in England, and one of the surest and most direct products of torpid liver, itself a symptom of indigestion and dyspepsia. We mention tbis case not to put 'money in anybody's pocket, but for tbe sake of the sufferers who need help — no matter what it comes from.
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Hawera & Normanby Star, Volume XX, Issue 2317, 4 January 1893, Page 4
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751"it Fears Neither Army nor Navy" Hawera & Normanby Star, Volume XX, Issue 2317, 4 January 1893, Page 4
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