SHE CARRIES IT WITH HER.

New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXVIII, Issue 11602, 16 March 1901, Page 6

SHE CARRIES IT WITH HER.

When Mrs. Mary Wren is about to start on a trip to Sydney she always packs in her bag a bottle of Mother Soigel's Syrup. Of , course, she is careful to put :it where it is not likely to get broken, as she does not want tc waste the medicine, neither does she want to spoil her things. So far, I am glad to say, she has carried her precious bottle without, an accident. ' And when she gets home to Acacia' Cot- • tage, Bridge-street, Muswellbwok, New South Wales, sho has always reason to'bet thankful that she took the Syrup with her. For you must know that on the 2Ctli day of Sept :mber, 1899, Mrs Wren was 75 years old, and fifty of them she lias spent . . in the town of Muswellbrock.: She has had fifteen children, ten of whom are still living; certainly a record of which the has a right to be proud. Now, to make this little tale run straight, and to keep the kinks out of it, wo shall have to hark back to the place where it properly starts. Better still,' perhaps, to let the good old lady tell it herself, as sho does in a letter dated 21st of Septemb2f (next day after her biitbday), 1899. "Most of my life," so she goes on, "I had suffered from indigestion and wind on the stomach. I have often been up half the night trying to relieve the terrible pains caused by the wind. "I spent a lot of money on the essence of ginger and other things, but they all failed miserably. The essence of ginger would warm me for a few minutes, and then the . pains would bo on again; just as a barking ; f ' dog bogins again after you have hit hiai • with something. That's the way it was with . me. ' -■ "About five years ago I had a very bad time with influenza, and when I . was slowly getting over that the indigestion came on worse than ever. We couldn't do anything ' : for it or with it; no more could the doctors. "Then an old friend happened in, and she said, ' Why don't you take Mother , Scigel's Syrup?' I told her I didn't believe in any of _ the advertised medicines. JSbe went on imploring and entreating, and I said she might as well save her breath, for she couldn't move me an inch out of my own opinions. ' "What does that woman do but go and buy a h,ottlo without my knowledge, and fetch it to me? Then I gave in and began \ trying it. That very bottle ■ helped, and, ' after taking a few bottles more, I was as well as anybody wants to be. "Since using Mother Scigel's . Syrup I ■ have 'got rid of all my pains , and aches, and. . to make sure of keeping thorn away I carry a bottle with me wherever 'I go."—Maki" ■ WIJEX., - ' M'. V' ? ' \ Mr. William John Davison, saddle ar.d ■ harness maker, of Muswellbrook, writes that ho has known Mrs. Wren fo-- 30 years, and; , tho public may put full faith in every word/ sho says. - _____ ■ • V; : . .... ~ ~ ... . , .. - v ly