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AND THIS IS ONE OF THEM.

There are some truths that oughi to ba blown through a million speaking tiumpets every hour that ought to be printed in big type on the front page of every newspaper"; that ought to be painted on every board at the crossroads; that ought to taught in every school. And this is one of i them: There is no such thiny on earth as a tonic medicine.

People talk of " tonics" and doctors blk or 'tonics." Pshaw! When a country is discovered in which no food stuffs ar« ever raised or imported, and in which the men, women, and children are all well and hearty. we may conclude they subsist on some sort ol "tonic." The mischief this delusion *bout tonics has done i 3 beyond calculation; It leads the sick to lean on broken reeds, to expect relief from a source from which it is simply impossible that relief can come, to waste money in buying "tonics," and precious time in waiting for these alleged " tonics" to work miracles.

Mr. Thomas Foster, of 15, Chatham Place, Adelaide-street, Hull, ia an account of a recent illness says, among other things, this: " I then tried stomach tonics, but they did me no good.

Suppose we have his whole story, which is short, and make our comments on it afterwards. He says: "Up- to the month of June, 1891, I was strong and healthy. At that time I fell into a low, weak condition. I felt languid and heavy, and was always tired. 1 had a foul taste in the mouih, and a dreadful pain in the chest and sides after eating, whilst my stomach was like a br.rniiio lire. I was much troubled with wind, which seemed to roll all over me, and I had a constant belching and rising in my throat 1 was in agony day and night, and for hours I walked about the room rubbing my chest in the effort to obtain relief. 1 lost a deal of sleep, and felt worse tired in the morning than when I went to bed. Gradually I became weaker and weaker until I had hard work to follow my employment, for, I was in misery all the time. "I went to a doctor, who sounded me and gave me medicines, but I got no relief, and after taking his medicines for a month, I left off going to him. I then tried stomach tonics and other medicines, but nothing did me any good. In this state I continued week after week, growing more feeble all tin while. I felt that if I did not soon find a remedy I should be done for altogether. "In October, 1891, a book was left at my house j telling ot a medicine called Mother ! beigelis Curative Syrup, and describing a case like mine that had been cured by it. As I had often heard this medicine well spoken of, I made up my mind to try it, and got a bottle from Mr. Cousins, in An'laby Road. Alter 1 had taken two doses I felt grateful rcher, and before I had quite finished the bottle I was completely cured, and have since been in the best of health. "J thank God that this medicine was ever mad* known to me. Otherwise 1 should have been in my grave before now. I will answer anyone who may write me concerning the la. here set forth.— truly (Signedv Thomas Fostkr, 15, Chatham Place. Ade-laide-street, Hull, March 24, 1892." Now let us see. The symptoms of Mr. Fosters complaint are easily recognisable. He suffered from indigestion and dyspepsia. The medicines administered by his physician or purchased by himself proved useless, because they were not addressed to 'he disease with which he was actually afflicted, but possibly to one or more of its symptoms. In abolish any existing evil it is always causa we must work at—never mere consequences. The stomach tonics" which Mr. Foster hoped might relieve him may have done sc for a moment on precisely the same principle that a sharp application of whip and spur wakes up a tired horse, nob by giving him strength, but by rousing hki reserved nervous force, with a deeper reaction to follow. That's how it ever was and will be. Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup restored this gentleman to real and genuine health by cleansing his system of the poison of disease, by removing the obstacles and enabling the stomach to retain and digest food. A very simple thing, yet how hard to accomplish, oh ! my masters. This remedy does it, however, as is testified by a host of witnesses all over the world witnesses who say more in praise of its merits than you wonld have time to read.

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New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXI, Issue 9635, 6 October 1894, Page 6

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AND THIS IS ONE OF THEM. New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXI, Issue 9635, 6 October 1894, Page 6

AND THIS IS ONE OF THEM. New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXI, Issue 9635, 6 October 1894, Page 6

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