THE POWER THAT PULLS DOWN.

New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXIV, Issue 10407, 3 April 1897, Page 6

THE POWER THAT PULLS DOWN.

I want to present a single idea iu the b«««t and clearest words at my command. Here goes for a try at it. from the time you are first able to' stand ou your feet, up to.the time you can stand no longer, there is always a power putting you backward and downward. You resist, and it persists. It wins partial victories over you every day, and finally it lays you by the heels. Now, what, is Ik name of thai power? Don't be too quick with your answer. It is the over-confident cricketer who gets bowled out. Perhaps till reading of these letters may help you.

"In the spring of 1891," says a woman, "my health, previously good, began to fait I am naturally as energetic as most persons and enjoy being up aud doing, but now for some reason I felt low, weak, and tired. I had no relish for food of any kind, and what I ate gave me pain at the chest and a feeling of tightness and oppression around the waist, with shortness of breath.

" After a time the pains went to mj shoulders and all over me. The distress aftei eating was so great that I hesitated befori , swallowing a mouthful, well knowing wha , the result would he. I took mauy medicines, but none of them gave me any ease. At time went on I became weaker aud weaker, often leaving my household work for a bit so as to lie dowu ou the couch and rest. And as this debility increased upon me my spells of work got shorter aud my spells of rest longer. " Sometimes feeling a trifle better and then again worse, this was practically my condidition month after month. I saw a doctor, but his medicines did me little or no good. He said I was suffering from weakness, and would have to get my strength back gradually. The autumn and winter of 1891-2 slowlj passed, and I was about the same, only more thin and feeble. I had almost given up hope of gettuix really well again.

" Iα April (1892) I was in our sbop one da; and heard a customer speak about Mother Seigel's, Curative Syrup, awl what remarkable cures of different ailments it had done in the district. 'It may be the right thing for me, , I said, and sent for it that very day, After taking one bottle I could eat better, without auy distress or pain to come after it. With the additional food I gained strength, and one week after another, while keeping on with Mother Seigel's Syrup, I found myself able to do more work and needing less rest between times. I took only the 'SeigelV no other medicine. I could stand and walk i once more without thinking about it, and was soon in as good health and spirits as ever. You aru free to print my letter if you desire, —(Signed) Mrs. Emma Cottingham, wife of G. W. Cottingham, grocer and ironmonger, Scotter, Lincoln, April 29,1895." " For over four ye»rs," says another, "I suffered from constant weakuess. My natural strength was gone, and no thins I did or took seemed to bring it back. My food— and I ate but little, having no appetite-did not go to the spot, as we say. I was none the better or stronger for eating it. Indeed 1 was the worse; for it caused me great pain and distress in the stomach, chest, sides, and back. 1 was working in the mill and never quite gave up my employment; but I did my work in the face of pain and weakness. Finally, I was cured by Mother Seigel's Syrup. I heard of it by meaus of» little book. The Syrup stopped the pain after eating, and soon I was another and a brighter woman. My strength came back, and I can walk, stand, and work with ease. —(Signed) Mrs. Elizabeth Jackson, Silk street, Glossop, October 10,1895."

Now what was the power that pulled these women down ? " Weakness," you say, and they say "weakness." But what is weakness? Is it a disease? No, old age always brings it, aud it is always one of the results of disease. Strength, the opposite of weakness, ia created only by digested food. Nothing else under the sun will produce it. Lose the ability to digest your food and soon your less tremble beneath you, your fingers lose their grip, your head its steadiness, and your mind its clearness and courage. The word " ictaknm" comes from • a Saxon word meaning to yield, to fail, to give way. By its wondrous virtue in correcting the machinery of digestion and enabling the system to get "the good" of its daily food —by this, I say, Mother Sei°»l's Syrup, used in time, overcomes weakness and restores strength. But, mark you! there is a mystery in this simple explanation, so deep we must reserve the discussion of it for another occasion.