WHAT MAKES THEM CRY?

Lake County Press, Issue 788, 30 December 1897, Page 7

WHAT MAKES THEM CRY?

Ton have hj very sore (ii g'*r,.l t us say. It may be a hurt, a boil—or, worse still, that feat fully painful thing, a felon. Oh. my ! oh. my ! Wins a time yo have b-en tryinsr to pro'oat 'hat poor finger. It i* all the •im<- ge’ting hit or kiv« king aea nst something. Simmy • o keep It out of harm’s ay worries you more than doing a day’s w-u-k ; nd you don’t succeed—and wouldn’t, even with a dozen policemen to help you. You are scared of a fly threatening to light on. it.

That is the principal on which Mrs Elizabeth Allen couldn’t bear the least noise. She had no sore finger, but she had what was still more seosit ve—a body full of sore nerves ; weak, starved, unstrung nerves. So the prattle of children, the closing of a door, the momentary roar of a waggon in the street, the clatter of dishes in the kitchen the thousand and one sounds and noises ihat are in the air constantly—why, the smallest of them si ruck her like a blow from a club. Noises which are not reguded by a well person are like volleys of musketry to one in this condition. Millions of women know all about it, and plenty of men too—crowds of them. You recognise them on sight—those who tire subj -ct to this affliction. Their lined foreheads, their bright, suspicions eye*, their self-protecting gestures and manner—you’ve seen them. Perhaps you are one of them yourself. If so, you’d give all your money and mortgage your future to have a strong t set of nerves, wouldn’t you ? Let’s talk about it two minutes, first quoting the lady’s letter, which is dated Mav 11th, 1893, and written from her home, 203, Syston Street, Leicester.

. “ For many years,” site says, “ I suffered from indigestion and weakness. After meals 1 had a great p tin at my chest. Every few days I had an attack of sick headache, and had to be constantly lying down on the con hj ; I strained and heaved a good deal, and spat up a sour nauseous Aid . As time went on I got very weak and nervous, and could’nt bear the least noise. “I took all sorts of medicines and consulted doctors, but nothing did me much good. Later on I came to hear of Mo her Seig'T* Curative Syrup, and after taking it a short time the disease left me, and I was able 1 1 relish and digest my food. Owing to the virtue of this reraedv I now keep in good health. (Signed) Elizabeth Allen.” And here is Mr W. Nash, who says : “ For fully ten years I stiff red from periodic attacks of biliousness. At times a severe headache, pr ceded by excessive drowsiness ; at other times vomiting, and retching for a whole day ; at other times sleeplessness, nain in the ehest, side, and stomach, coated tongue and bad bre itli —ma was lie wav it am i d with me. I grew very met. n holy, ami was ..ot dd- o ml ..w on b 'si ■s. I consulted d'Vlors a at .. t-mics, etc,, but th y only male me worse. “ I had constan ly neard of your wonderful remedy. Mother Seigel’a Syrup, but didn't believe in it. Then I rad in Wit and isdotn of a case like mine that the Syrup bad cured ; so I tried t, and t e first bottle cted like m gie The pains left mo the first week, I repeated my food no mor , and in a month all my ills were gone. Bless Mother Seigel for ever, I say. Y us gratefully, (Signed) W. Nash, 331, (i .ov d Road, E.C., London, October 2nd, 1893.”

Now, where is there room enough on pap r to sufficiently praise a in dicioe that will do what this one did f>r these two good friends of ours? All pain, remember, is nervous pain, and in the above case it was the foul and inflamed stomach which, by stopping digestion, starved the nerves and matin their cry out. What won’t ciy out when it is starved ? B-.bies will, men w 11, women will, nerves w 11. Mother Seigcl s medicine set the stomach in order :mo gave the ncives some food. Then what? Why. quiet, comfort, strength, rest, enjoyment. “ Bless Mother Beig I,’> ndeod.