THEY RESENT INTRUSION.

New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXVIII, Issue 11771, 28 September 1901, Page 7

THEY RESENT INTRUSION.

That dear old dog of mine; he is dead long ago. He troubled nobody who passed his post outside the fence. If he was in the mood for a nap he would lie in some shady •spot, and, with half-closed eyes, take in dreamily what a great English preacher used to call " this whirling world of God's." But if a stranger opened the gate, evidently intending to walk up the gravel path to the house, Don Quixote was qui viva in the rustle of a grass blade. For it was his duty to resent intrusion. The more he violated the Gospel precept, the more he hated his neighbour, the more useful he was; the more commendable his conduct in the sight of his friends. . „ YT He is dead, as I said. In pace. He was worth the tears we dropped on the sods that covered him. We loved him for the enemies he made. . _~ You get the lesson, don you? Things that ata entitled to respect, things that have any decent claim to exist, will not stand to be' imposed upon; they will fight; if necessary, they will kill you. That is why Mrs. Margaret Robertson said in her letter, "My stomach rebelled; and whenever I fancied I had an appetite and ventured to satisfy it the experiences I underwent were fearfully distressing. " I had a sense of fulness in the chest and abdomen ; and often a clear, sour fluid, ojeoted from the stomach, ran from my mouth before I was able to control it. I used to employ means to make myself sick in order to get rid of the intolerable nausea. " Other measures for relief having failed I adopted the suggestion of an acquaintance, and began using Mother Seigel's Syrup. This was about eight years ago. From the first my digestion improved, and when I had taken the remedy for a short time I was in good health. . "Not a symptom of disease remained, although I had been a martyr to inflammatory dyspepsia for several years. I have bean in business in Melbourne-street, N. Adelaide, S A., for nine years, aud this is the 12th oi April, 1900. " All who wish corroboration of my written statement can obtain it by calling on me at my store. , "I . have a word further to say about Seigel's Syrup, and may as well say it now. About four years ago my son developed a, kidney derangement, which was pronounced Blight's disease. No medical treatment proved of any avail. I behoved the Syrup would help him, and it did. "He was distinctly better before he baa finished the first bottle; 'then I stopped the medicine (too soon), and he had a relapse. "I recommenced at once, giving him the doses regularly after lie ate, and in eight weeks ho was cured. He was then about 17, and is now as healthy a young man as you are likely to meet anywhere." " My mother's statement about my case is in every respect true. (Signed) " John Robertson, Austral Hotel, Rundle-street, Adelaide." The stomach, the kidneys, the liver, etc., are watch-dogs set to give and to guard the life of tho body. They resent bad treatment; but when you have been either unfortunate or foolish consider what the people say as to the curative virtues of the medicine named by this mother and her son, to whom be continual health and prosperity.