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3-REAT EXCITEMENT IN jWALES ABOUT A MARVELLOUS CURE. LIVING SIX YEARS WITHOUT GOING TO BED. Mr Editor,— While spending a few days at the pleasant seaside town of Aberystwith Cardiganshire, Wales, I heard related what seemed to me either a fabulous story or a marvellous cure. The story was that a poor sufferer who had not been able-to Pc down in bed for six long years, given up to die by all the Doctors, had been speedily cured by some Patent Medicine. It was .related with the more implicit confidence from the circumstance, as was said, that the Vicar of Llanrystyd was familiar with the facts, and could vouch for the truth of the report. Having a little curiosity to know how such stories grow in travelling, I took the liberty while at the village of Llanrystyd to call upon the Vicar, the Rev T. Evans, and to enquire about this wonderful cure Though a total stranger to him, both he and his wife most graciously entertained me in a half hour's conversation, principally touching the case of Mr Pugh, in which they seemed to take a deep and sympathetic interest, having been familiar with his sufferings, and now rejoiced in what seemed to them a most Bemarkable cure. The Vicar remarked the he presumed his name had been connected with the report from his having mentioned the case to Mr John Thomas, a chemist of Llanon. He said Mr Pugh was formerly a resident of their parish, but was now living in the parish of Llanddeinol, He strongly vouched Mr Wm, Pugh'e character as respectable farmer and worthy lof credit. I left the venerable Vicar with a livelier sense of the happy relation of a pastor and people, feeling that he was one who truly sympathised with all who are afflicted in mind, body, or estate. On my return to Aberystwith, I was impressed with a desire to see Mr Pugh, whose reputation stood so high. His farm is called Pancom-Mawr, signifying " above the dingle," situated near the summit of a smooth round hill, overlooking a valley in which is situated the lovely ivy-mantled Church of Llanddeinol. I found Mr Pugh apparent ly about 40 years old, of medium height, rather slight, with a pleasant and intelligent face. I told him I had heard oi his great affliction and of his remarkable and almost miraculous relief, and that 1 had come to learn from his own lips whal there was of truth in the reports. Mr Pugh remarked that his neighbours had taken a kindly and sympathetic interest in his case for many years, but of late theii interest had been ' greatly awakened by a happy change in his condition. What yon report as having heard abroad, said he, if substantially true, with one exception. 1 never understood that my case was ever given up as hopeless by any Physician. 3 have been treated by several Doctors hereabouts, as good as any in Wales, but unfortunately no prescription of theirs evei brought the desired relief. Fifteen years ago, he Said, I first became conscious of a sour and deranged stomach and loss of appetite, which the Doctors told me was Dyspepsia. What food I could hold in my stomach seemed to do me no good and was often thrown up with painful reatchings. This was followed after a time with a hoarseness and a raw soreness of the throat which the doctors called bronchisis, and I was treated for that, but with little success. Then came shortness of breath and a sense of suffocation, especially nights, with clammy sweat, and I would have to gat out of bed and sometimes open a door or window in winter weather to fill my lungs with the cold air. About six years ago I became so bad that I could not sleep in bed, but had to take my unquiet rest and dreamy sleep sitting in an armchair. My affliction seemed to be working downward into my bowels as well as upwards in my lungs and throat. In the violent coughing spasms which grew more frequent, my abdomen would expand and collapse, and at times it would seem that I should suffocate. All this time I was reduced in strength so that I could perform no hard labour and my spirits were consequently much depressed. Early in th» last spring I had a still more severe spasmodic attack, and my family and neighbours became alarmed, believeing that certainly I would not survive, when a neighbour, who had some knowledge, or had heard or the medicine, sent to Aberystwith by the driver of the Omnibus Post, some seven miles distant, and fetched a bottle of Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup. This medicine they administered to me according to the directions, when to their surprise and delight no less than my own, the spasm ceased, I became at ease, and my stomach was calmed. My bowels were moved as by a gentle cathartic, and I felt a sense of quiet comfort all through such as I had not been realised in many years. I could walk around the house and breathe comfortably ie a few hours after I had taken the medicine. I have continued to take the medicine daily now for something over two months, and I can lay down and sleep sweetly at nights and have not since had a recurrence of those terrible spasms and sweatings. I have been so long broken down and reduced in my whole system that I have tried to perform any very hard outdoor labour, deeming it best to be prudent lest by over-exertion I may do myself injury before my strength is f uily restored. I feel that my stomach and bowels have been and are being thoroughly ronovated and renewed by the medicine. In fact I feel like a new man.

I have been much congratulated by my neighbours, especially by the good Vicar of Llanrystyd, who with his sympathetic wife have come three miles to shed tears of joy on my recovery, I bade Mr Pugh goodbye, happy that even one at least among thousands had found a remedy for aggravating disease. Believing this remarkable case of Dysqeptic Asthma should be known to the public, I beg to submit the above facts as they are related to me. F. T. W.

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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume XX, Issue 144, 18 June 1886, Page 4

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