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THEY MUST AGREE.

As to matters that have no practical outcome it is of no consequence whothor wo agreo or not. Tho earth may bo, as somo say it is, a molten mass (save for a shell a few miles thick on the outside), or it may bo solid and cool all tho way through from London to Sydney. However it may be, wo can do nothing about it. So let tho scientific chaps go oil speculating to thoir heart's content; tile world will keop revolving as usual, and wo shall havo to continue picking up our living from its surface. Recently in my reading I havo come upon articles in certain medical journals— uninteresting publications, that they are, for nonprofessional perusal—going to show that it is not tho heart which impels tho blood through the body, but tho chemical action of oxygen inhaled by the lungs. A prodigious discovery, if it is a discovery at all. Yet what odds would it mako ? None whatever. Fair women would blush by tlio help of tlio capillaries as of old, and wo should tie rags around cut fingers just the same. It follows, my brethren, that somo things may bo mysteries to tho end of tho chapter, and no harm done, and otliors may differ without disturbing tho serenity of our passing days— most soothing reflection. But the advantage or otherwise of a person's food agreoing or disagreeing with him is not a mcro matter of opinion. There is only ono way to look at that. As a whole, food must agreo with us, and we with it, or wo are ruined, A lady of Sheffield, Mrs. S. A. Smith, suffered a long, wearisome, and costly illness, simply because her fern" failed to agree with her. For tlireo years she was weak and wretched on account of it. The light and pleasure went out of hor life. She neoded to eat, of course, just as she needed to breathe; yet, after every mealcommonly of light things taken in small quantities, and slowly—she was immediately seized with pains in tho stomach, tho chest, and the left sido. Was not this a hard recompense for doing what nature compelled her to do—to eat ? Any act which causes pain is performed as seldom as possible, and as incompletely. For who wants to suffer ? Eating so little—not half as much as her body oallod for—Mrs. Smith lost flesh and strength. Necessarily. Draw moro money out of the bank than you deposit and presently the bank returns your cheque marked "No funds." To be sure. Nobody can mako twice two equal five. "I got to ho so feeble I could scarcely get about, says the lady. "I was liko this for tlireo years from the spring of 1893— worse in tho spring than at othor seasons. What to do moro than I had done, I didn't know, when ono day, my aunt, Mrs. William Andrew, of Willoughton, urged mo to take Mother Seigel's Syrup. After having done so for a short time, the complaint—indigostion—was bettor, and soon it wholly disappeared. I am now entirely cured and strong and hearty as I was before my illness came upon mo. You may rest assured that, after so fortunate an cxperienco with Mother Seigel's Syrup, I recommended it to all my friends, and in sending you this short statement it is my wish that you should print it for the good of others if you so desire."— (Signed) S. A. Smith, 44, Ditohingham Road, Sheffield, Juno 3, 1898. "In April of this year (1898)," Bays another, "my health began to fail. I felt drowsy, and tired with the least exertion. After every meal I had oppression at the chest and sides, and a groat deal of pain. Whatever food I took disagreed with me, and I grew weak. I am a dressmaker, and when at my work I had so great pain I could hardly bear it. I tried all tho usual medicines for indigestion, but got worso and worse. One day in July, I read about Mother Soigel'B Syrup and got a bottlo of Mr. Hatlorsley, chemist, West India Dock Road, and in a fow days felt better. After taking a second bottlo I was cured and have been well ever since."—(Signed) (Miss) Minnie Wyatt, 46, West India Dock Road, Loudon, E., October 14, 1898. Yes, it is true, health and life depend on a perfect agreement between ourselves and our food. This is not a matter of opinion. It is a vital and living relationship, and nothin" does so muoh to promoto the agreement as the frequent and timely use of Mother Seigel's Syrup.

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New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXVI, Issue 11229, 25 November 1899, Page 7

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THEY MUST AGREE. New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXVI, Issue 11229, 25 November 1899, Page 7

THEY MUST AGREE. New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXVI, Issue 11229, 25 November 1899, Page 7

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