Fairly Well isn't Well Enough.

Manawatu Herald, 20 December 1898, Page 2

Fairly Well isn't Well Enough.

Let us say that your wages are twenty shillings a week. You have worked hard jtt| done your best, and feel that yon have earned your money. Very good. Now imagine that when Saturday night comofi your employer hems and haws, and wants to put you off with fifteen. Til be bound you would think yourself hardly treated; What are the great strikes in this country commonly about ? Why, in some fashion they are about wages or hours ; it cornea to the same thing. Beit understood that the writer uses this fact as an illustration of another foot— that is all. What is that * other fact? We will work it out of tbe following personal statement. " Nearly ail my life," says Mrs. Saratti Dalby, " I have been subject to attacks pi! biliousness, accompanied with sickness, btil; got on fairly well up to the early part oi! 1882. At this time I began to fee! heaty? doll, and tried, with an all-gone, sinking

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sen&aion. My skin wan ealow, and the whites of my eyes of a yellow tinge." As everybody koo s, or ought to knew, the colouring matter was bile. The liver being torpid, and, therefore, faiing to remove the bile from the blood, it enteed the skin ; and showed itself oc the surface. Bat the disco- ouration isu't the worst mischief done by the vagabond bie, containing many poisonous waste elements ; it disorders the whole wysctm and sets up troublesome and dangerous symptom, some of which the lady names. " I bad ab> d test •in the m>uth," she goes oa to say ; " and, in ihe morning partiou'ariy, was often very s:ck, retching so violently that I dreaded to see the dawn of day. "My appetite was poor, and after eating I had pain at my chest and side. Frequently I couldn't bring myself to touch food at all ; my stomach seemed to rebel at the very thought of it." [This was bad, but tbe stomach was right, nevertheless. More food would have made more pain, more indigested matter to ferment and torn sour, more of a load for the sleepy liver, more poison for the nerves, kidneys, and skin. And yet, without ihe food, how was she to live ? It was like being ground between the upper And the nether millstones.] ••After this." runs the letter, "I had great pain and fluttering at the heart. Sometimes I would have fits of dizziness and go off into a faint, which left me quite prostrated. Then my nerves became eo upset and excitable that I got no proper sleep at night, and on account of loss of strength I was obliged to lie in bed a'l day for days together. I went to one doctor after another, and attended at Bartholomew's and the University Hospitals, but was none the better for it all.

"In September, 1888, my husband read in Reynolds' Newspaper about Mother Beigel'B Curative Syrup, and got me a bottle of it. After taking it for three days I felt relieved. Encouraged and cheered by this I kept on taking the Syrup, and in a short time all the pain and distress abated, and I was well— better than I had ever been. That is ten years ago, and sinoe then I have never ailed anything. With sincere thankß, I am, yours truly (Bigned) Mrs Sarah Dalby, 93, Tottenham Road, Kingsland, London, N., January 2nd, 1894."

Now run your eye back to the first sentence of Mrs Dalby's letter, and you will come upon these words, " / got on fairly well," &a. This is the sad thought. Her life has always been at a discount; she has always got less than her due ; she lost part of her health — wages. Do you take my meaning ? Of course. Whatever may be our differences of opinion as to the rights of capital and the value of labour, it is certain that every human being is entitled to perfeot health— without reduction, without drawbaok. All the more, as nobody else loses what one person thus gains. No, no. On the contrary, a perfectly healthy person is a benefit and a blessing to all who are brought into relations with him. But do all have such health ? Qod help us, no ; very, very few. Why not ? Ah, the answer is too big ; I can't give it today. To the vast crowd who only get on " fairly well " I tender my sympathy, and advise a trial of the remedy mentioned by MrsDalby.

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