"ELEVEN MEN FROZEN TO DEATH."

New Zealand Herald, Volume XXIX, Issue 9040, 19 November 1892, Page 3

" ELEVEN MEN FROZEN TO DEATH."

" They had wandered round and round in that blinding snowstorm hopelessly lost, in a place only a hundred yards square ; and when cold andfatigueyanquishedlhemat last, they scooped out a cave in the snow and lay down and died, not knowing that five steps more would have brought them into the true path" Thus eleven precious lives were lost in making the descent from Mont Blanc in September, 1870. They suffered the bitterest death recorded in the history of those mountains, full as that history is with dreadful tragedies. Sad to think that they were so near safety, and yet through ignorance so far from it. Alas! how many die, under different conditions, but for a like reason. Here is a man who says, " All my friends thought I was doomed, and I did not care whether I lived or died." He explains as follows :—" Up to October, 1885," he says, "I was a strong, healthy man, and equal to any kind ot work. At this time I was taken with a pain that seemed to shoot straight through my heart. I felt as if something was squeezing my heart, and I was in dreadful agony. I had to abandon work and lie up. Then I fell into a low, weak way. I had no appetite, and every morsel I ate gave me a great pain at the chest and a tight uncomfortable feeling as if all my food turned to wind and did not pass my stomach. I had a great pain at my back and sides, and was never free from pain night or day. Such food as I was able to take lay like a load on my stomach, and my heart would thump so badly I could get no sleep, and night after night I would lie awake. " I became that weak I dare not lift the lightest article, and so nervous that the slightest sound startled me. Even the children's noise at play upset me. When I ventured out of doors I had to often stand and rest, and my legs were so unsteady I could not walk straight. All this told on my spirits, for before my attack I scarcely knew my strength. I could lift a sack of flour with ease.

"I went to our doctor, who said mine was a bad case. He gave me medicines, but I got no relief from them. Now better, now worse, but never well, I remained in this state for over twelve months, and was under the doctor all that time. At last the doctor recommended me to go to Norwich Hospital and put myself under a celebrated physician there as an indoor patient. I did so in November, 1886. The physician said, ' Your heart is strained and very weak.' " Whilst in the hospital I was examined by three doctors, and after being under treatment five weelcs my case was pronounced incurable. The doctors said I would never be able to do hard work again and would never get any stronger. I was now anxious to get home, so I left the hospital, but kept on receiving medicine as an outdoor patient for three months longer. Getting weaker and weaker, I gave up taking their medicine and tried different medicines my friends told me of; but nothing did any good, and I lingered on month after month. Now, indeed, I began to despair, for from a strong, powerful man I was reduced almost to a shadow, and > did not care whether I lived or died. "In June, 18S7, a book was left at my house which described a preparation called Mother Seigel's Syrup, and I read of one case like mine being cured by it. I said to my wife,' Here is a case that exactly corresponds with my case.' , • " I had lost all faith in medicines, but as & last resource sent to Mr. Edgerley, Supply Stores, Bungay, for a bottle, and had not taken more than half the contents before I felt better. Wife,' I said, '/ believe thin Seigel's Syrup is going to'cure me.' " I began to eat and the food did me good, and I grew stronger and stronger. After taking three bottles I got back to my work" strong and healthy, since then I have never looked behind me. By taking an occasional dose I keep in good health. I can now eat anything and do any kind of work, and went through vesting as well as anyone, and can lift a pig with ease. I thank God that Seigel's Syrup was ever made known to me, and feel that I owe my life to it. You are at liberty to publish this statement, as I am willing to tell anyone of the benefit I have derived from the medicine.

" Yours truly, (Signed) " Mr. Robert Wright, " Earsham, Bungay, Norfolk. " Witness: (Signed) Isaac Weight, * "Grocer and Teal Healer, Earsham." Mr. Wright's complaint was indigestion and dyspepsia, and the heart disturbance which so alarmed him was the result of the mechanical pressure of the stomach against the heart when the latter was inflated with the gases created by undigested and fermenting food. Many are misled thus to mistake indigestion for some other malady. We can' only say we are glad our friend found the true path (the right medicine) before his disease left him no remnant of life to blow into a flame.