General Jackson Was Defeated.

Hawera & Normanby Star, Volume XX, Issue 2436, 26 May 1893, Page 4

General Jackson Was Defeated.

" The only way he could obtain relief was to have a sapling partially cut and bent down so he could lean over it, with his abdomen pressed hard against the tree and the ends of hiß toes and fingers just touching the ground." In Mercy'B name, think of anybody being driven to such a resort as that ; And yet what does Trouble for high or low ? This was one of the most famous men that ever lived— General Jackson, a military genius scarcely second to Caesar or Napoleon. Tet only to fancy this great general and statesman in the grotesque, even ridiculous, attitude above described ! What could have made this fearleßs fighter cry for quarter ? Let the historian tell. " General Jackeon was tortured by acute dyspepsia, and the only way he could obtain relief was to have a sap'ing cut and bent down so he could lean over it, with his abdomen pressed hard against the tree and the ends of hiß toes and fingers just touching the ground." We quote from Mr Oliver Dyer's "Life of Jackson," published in 1891.

J$ is clear enough now. In surrendering to such, an enemy General' Jackson only d'cTwhat other heroes have done — Napoleon among them. It follows that whosoever can cure iMs disease (which is universal) holds the world in the hollow of his hand. All sorts and conditions of men have a stake in this contest; and- there isn't a woman to whom it isn't as important as the roof over her head.

Here is a straw that shows which way the wind blows. . '' In Augußt, \SBS," writes the witness, "I had pain after eating, and vomited all my food. For a week at a time nothing would stap on my stomach. I had a bad taste in my mouth, and a slimy phlegm wouM gather in my mouth aud stick in my throat, causing me to be sick. I was tired all day long, and even more so in tne morning than when I went to bed at night. After a while I began to be troubled with shortness of breath and a sense of fullness or constriction in the throat, so that at times it seemed as if I must choke. There was fearful pain in my left side, and a most oppresive feeling of tightneds round my waist and at my chest. I lost a great deal of sleep* and night after night I only dosed for an hour or two. You will easily believe me when I say that I became dreadfully weak and lay in bed for three weeks at a time.

" During my illness I iiad four doctors attending me, yet I grew so ba-1 that oce of them called an additional doctor in consultation. On this occasion I thought I was going to die, and all who called to see me were of the same opinion. Af fcer I had suffered in this manner for six months my brother Alfred told me of the great benefit he had received from taking a medicine called Mother Seierel's Syrup, and persuaded me to try it. I did so, and after having taken a few; doses my food digested, and I felt easier and gained some strength. By the time I had used three bottles I was back at my work, strong and hearty, and have since been in good health. I am a forgeman, and have worked at the Carbrook Forge over sixteen years. I have recommended this remedy to many persons, upon whom t hais had the same good effect. Toa have my free ronsent to publish my letter if you think fit. I will answer inquiries. . (Signed) " Gkobob Dabby. " 310, Bright Street, Carbrook, Sheffield"' October 7th, 1891." y^ We are credibly informed -ftfat Mr Darby's father has resided intfefat district more than thirty years, flndj^fie family are well known and highly suspected. But what ailed Mjv^&eorge Darby ? In reply we seem to/*h e ar a chorus of 10,000 English voiceßj^rh OBe owners have suffered as he did, ajsa been cured by the same agent thajjr<at least restored his health, and perhapsysnatched him from a yawning grave^indigestion an 4 dY B P6pd a » the bane anjMsurse of every civilised ration. AnyJrody can destroy life : what shall be said of Mother Seigel, whose mission was to save it ?

Poor General Jackson! Dyspepsia killed him at last. But that vras many a year before Seifel's Syrup was discovered. If it had only been known in his day ! But, why talk bo? Spring comes none the sooner because men die of winter's cold.