THE POWER THAT PULLS DOWN.

New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXIV, Issue 10413, 10 April 1897, Page 3

THE POWER THAT PULLS DOWN.

I want to present a single idea in the fewest and clearest words at my command. Here goea for a try at it. From the time you are Brat able to stand on your teet, up to the time you can stand no longer, there is always a power pulling you backward and downward. lon resist, and it persists. It wins partial victories over you every day, and finally it lays you by the heels. Now, what is the immt of that power? Don't be too quick with your answer. It i 3 the over-conlident cricketer who gets bowled out. Perhaps the reading of these letters may help you. "In the spring of 1891," says a woman, "my health, previously good, began to fail. I am naturally as energetic us most persons and enjoy being up and doiug, but now for some reason I felt low, weak, and tired. I had no relish for food of any kiud, and what I ate gave me pain at the chest and a feeling of tightness and oppression uround the waist, with shortness of breath. 11 After a time the pains went to my shoulders and all over me. The distress after eating was so great that I hesitated before swallowing a niuuthful, well knowing what the result would he. 1 took many medicines, but none of them gave me any ease. As time went on I became weaker and weaker, often leaving my household work for a bit so as to lie down on the couch and rest. And as this debility increased upon me my spells of work got shorter and my spells ot 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 sufferiug from weakness, and would have to get my strength back gradually. The autumn and winter of 1891-2 slowly passed, and I was about the same, only more thin and feeble. I had almost given up hope of getting really well again. " In April (1892) I was in our shop one day and heard a customer speak about Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and 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 any distress or pain to come after it. With the additional food 1 gained strength, and one week after another, while keeping on with Mother Seigel's Syrup, 1 found myself able to do more work and Deeding less rest between times. I took only the 'Seigel's;' no other medicine. I could stand and walk once more without thinking about U, and was soon in as good health and spirits as ever. You are free to print my letter if you desire. —(Siened) Mrs. Emma Cottingham, wife of 6. \V. Cottiugham, grocer and ironmonger, Scotter, Lincoln, April 29,1895." "For over four years," says another, "I suffered trom constant weakness. Sly natural strength was gone, and nothing I did or took seemed to bring it back. My food— and I ate but little, having no appetite—did not go to the suot, as we say. I was none the better or stronger for eating it. Indeed 1 was the worse; for it caused me great pain aud distress in the stomach, chest, sides, and back. 1 wae 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 means of a little book. The Syrup stopped the pain after eating, aud soon I was another and a. brighter wom»n. My strength came back, and I can walk, stand, aud work with ease. —(Signed) Mrs. Elizabeth Jackson, Silkstreet, 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, and it is always one of the results of disease. Strength, the opposite of weakness, is created only by digested food. Nothing else under the sun will produce it. Lose the ability to digest your food and soon your legs tremble beneath you, your fingers lose their grip, your head its steadiness, and your mind its clearness and courage. The word "iceaknesn" 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 Seigel's Syrup, used in time, overcomes weakness and restores strength. But, mark you! there is a mystery iu this simple explanation, so deep we muse reserve the discussion of it for another occasion.