TEN DAYS LOST FROM A LIFE.

Nelson Evening Mail, Volume XXV, Issue 168, 17 July 1891, Page 4

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. Early ia the spring of 1871 1 was thrown from a carriage and seriously hurt, The ohief injury was to the right leg below the knee — a deep and ragged cub made by a sharp • edged stone. The first surgical attention given it was hasty and unscientific, yet thus I journeyed 200 miles to my home in the country, Blood-poisoning followed, Then several weeks of acute pain and exhausting- fever. Then tlie crisis came. For ten days and nights I was absolutely unconscious—l was virtually dead. The heart still beat feebly, but the mind was sunk under 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 the world I used to live m ; I saw bending ovefc me the dear faces I used to know. The fever was gone ; the pain, was gone ; my head was cool and clear. My wife opened wide the windows. Oh, the bright sunshine I Oh, the sweet, warm air 1 Oh, the bird soDgs 1 Oh, to see the clouds of apple blossomß that glorified the old Orchard ! Oh, to be alive t to hear familiar voices once more I The experience was very suggestive, As never before I understood the Divine doctrine of the resurreotiori of the dead. So much for my Btory, Now let me tell you another mans story, as he told it to me, He is an American named Alderson, and lives at a place called Sink's Grove, Weßt Virginia. He is a gentleman of high character. He said: " Seven years ago to-day I took my weight on the soaleß, in company with two or three friends. I weighed exactly 185 pounds, and was ' 4 never in better health in my life. I could work without effort and Bleep like a tired baby. Two months later I began to feel heavy and dull. There was more or lesß pain in my chest, sides, and lower part of the back. I lost my appetite, an* the kidney aecretion was dark, thick, and scanty. Six weeks after I was down with the 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 my mouth, and a Bickening wind came up . with sometimes a sour mucus that bit my throat like an acid. My skin gob yellow,, and my feet and hands cold and damp. My. tongue was coated. I had spells of giddi- % neas and palpitation of the heart to that degree I expected to tumble down and die almost anywhere. " I waß 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 came a cough, No cough medicine had any effect on it. People whispered, ' He's going with consumption,' and I thought so, too. But it wasn't consumption. Not a bit. My lungs, were as sound aB a new bellows, so I found out afterwards. This is a common mistake. I threw up everything — even sweet milk. The doctor said I must get better or die, and that right away. I was now too weak to | walk ; I could only totter and stagger. I " A friend came in one day and said, \ Aldersoa you are in bad form. I wish 1 1 had known it sooner ; but I am afraid it is too late now.' • What would' you have done V I asked. ' I should have insisted on your taking Motlwr Seigel' Curative Syrup t and nothing else,' I replied. • I have seen it cure lota of such oaaes, though none as bad as yours.' 'Let us- try it even now,' l begged. We did so ; one bottle seemed to do me no good. Weeks went by, and I stuck to Mother Seigel, I began to sleep and eat a little, I was able to go out in a few daya 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 1 No, I felt the better for it, Hurrah for * Mother Seigel,' I cried ; ' she will cure me.' And she did. To~day I am as healthy and hearty as I was on New Year's Day, 1883. "My disease was indigestion and dyspepsia, and the dropsy is one of its most alarming symptoms. When the liver and kidneys are partially paralysed, the fluids of the body remain ia the tissues, whioh is dropsy. I tell yon the ailment above all others to be afraid of is the one I had, and the only cure for it that I know of is the remedy that snatohed me almost from the very jaws of death." Thus happily ended the experience of my Amerioan friend. R.W.B. London, Oat. 27, 1890.