IF EATING WERE A CRIME.

New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXVIII, Issue 11825, 30 November 1901, Page 5 (Supplement)

IF EATING WERE A CRIME.

There was a time when Sirs. Hayes consider ed herself to bo what she calls "a gone woman." She actually divided her clothe* and other personal effects anions; her children. Thank goodness—but here is her story, told in her own way ; by all odds the best way. 'Throe years ago," she says, "I had dreadful pains across the left sido of my stomach a;;:' under the shoulder-blades. My left side swelled up fearfully. I was laid up weeks at a time, work being out of tho que.v tion. While these fits were on I could neither walk, sit, or stand with comfort

"I was really ashamed to let the neigh hours see me crawling about; so I spent most of my time lying clown or leaning against something to ease the dreadful pains. " I had be<.'7i a hard-working w nan .11 my life, hut now I lost my strength and dreaded to .nat anything, knowing the woeful suffering I v.?s sure to experience afterwards, as if eating were somehow a crime against the laws of Nature. And at night I rolled a d toss-'d about instead of sleeping. "The doctor said it was indigestion and no, doubt In? was right, but he was not able to' relievo me.

"I considered myself 'a gone woman,' and told my husband I was sure I could not latst much longer. Indeed, I wa.s so fully persuaded of tin's that I actually divided my clothes and personal effects among my children. £ " Thank goodness and Mother Seigel'o Syrup I have since worn out most of them myself. " After a lot of coaxing and argument (for 1 was tired of trying things, and hope had about died away in my heart) I consented o take Seigel's Syrup "I was not quite sure of the effect of rhe first bottle, hut my husband insisted on my going on with it. So I did go on with it, and af'er I had got through half the second bottle there was no doubt of the result. T was much better; I felt it, and others could see it

It was hardly short of a miracle, th» way Seigel's Syrup brought me round. From a poor. weak, and wretched woman, unable to walk or scarcely to raise my hand to do the smallest piece of work, it pave me back health and strength, restored rne to my husband and 'amity, enabled mo to go on with my work once, more, and, in short', made me as well as ever I was in my life. '• I am now upwards of 60. and have reared a large family. I have lived in the district about 37 years, and sun well known here." —(Mrs.) Julia Hay--s, Mount Keira, Paradise, near Wollongong, N.S.W. October 14, 1899. Mr. John Hickey, blacksmith, at the same place, writes that he has known Mrs. Hayes all his life, and (in common with many others) knows lior statement to be true. He adds that she is respected by everyone.