Ten Days lost from a Life.

Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 1830, 31 July 1891, Page 3

Ten Days lost from a Life.

Have you ever tried to fancy how it might seem (having been dead) to come to life again ? Let me tell you what happened to me once. Eariy iu the spring of 1871 I was thrown from a carriage and seriously hurt. The chief injury was to my right leg below the knee —a deep and ragged cut made by a sharp-edged_ stoue. Ihe first surgical attention given it was hasty and unscientific, yet thus I journeyed 200 miles to my home in the country. Blood-poisouing followed. Then several weeks of acut3 pain and exhausting fever. 'Lhen the crisis. For ten days and nights I was absolutely unconscious—l was virtually dead. The heart still beat feebly, but the mind was sunk uuder Oblivion's sea. Of that time I never remembered anything ; it is lost out of my history. One morning I found myself—l was back to the world I used to live in ; I saw bending over me the dear faces I used to know. The fever was gone; the paiu was gone; my head was cool and clear. My wife opened wide the windows. Oh, the bright sunshine ! Oh, the sweet, warm air ! Oh, the bird songs ! Oh, to see the clouds of apple blossoms that glorified the old orchard ! Oh, to oe alive ! to hear familiar .voices once more ! The experience was very suggestive. As never before I understood the resurrection of the dead.

So mm h for my story. Now let me tell you another man's story, as he told it to me. He is an American named Alderson, and lives at a place called Sink's Grove, West Viiginia. He is a gentleman of high character. He said : " Seven years ago to-day I took my weight on the scales, in company with two or three friends. I weighed exactly 185 pounds, and was never in better health in my life. 1 could work without effort of sleep like a tired baby. Two months later I began to feel heavy and dull. There was moie or less pain in iny chest, sides, and lower part of the back. I lost my appetite, and the kidney secretion was dark, thick, and scanty. Six weeks after I was down with dropsy. For four months I suffered like a martyr on the rack. The lightest food lay on my stomach like cold iron. There was a nasty metallic taste in the mouth, and and a sickening wind came up with sometimes s sour mucus that bit my throat like an acid. My skin got yellow, and my teet and hands cold and damp. My tongue was coated. I had spells of giddiness aud palpitation of the heart to that degree I expected to tumble down aud die almost anywhere. " I was in this condition five years. Every remedy I heard of I tried, and good physicians did all they knew how to do. Yet I kept slipping down the hill. Then caine a cough. No cough medicine had any effect, on it. People whispered, He's {joint/ with cormimption, and I thought so, too. But it wasu't consumption. Not a bit. My lungs were sound as a new bellows, so I found out afterwards. This is a common mistake. I threw up everything —even sweet milk. Tiie doctor said I must get better or die, aud that right away. I was now too weak to walk ; I could only totter and stagger. " A friend came in one day and said, " Alderson you are in bad form. I wish I had known it sooner but lam afraid it is too late now." " What would you have done?" I asked. "I should have insisted on your taking Mother Seiyel'-t Curative Syrup, and nothing else," he replied. "I have seen it cure lots of such cases, though none as bad as yours." "Let us try it even now." I begged. We did so; one bottle seemed to do me no good. \\ eeks went by, and I stuck to Mother Seigel's. I to sleep and eat a little, I was aide to go out in a few days afterwards. One day being hungry, I ate a full meal at the house of a neighbour, it was the first for months ; I was afraid it would kill me. Did it ? No, I felt the better for it. Hurrah for Mother Seigel, I cried; "she will cure me." Ami she did. To-day lam as healthy and hearty as I was on New Year's Day, 1883. "My disease was indigestion or dyspepsia, an I the dropsy *s one of its alarming symptoms. When the liver and kidneys are partially the fluids of the body remain in the tissue-", whi-h is dropsy. I tell you the ailment above all others to he afraid of is the one I had, and the only cure for it that I know of is the remedy that snatched me almost from the veiy jaws of death.' Thus happily ended the experience my American triend. R. W. S. Loudon, Oct. 27, 1890.