GREAT EXCITEMENT IN WALES OVER A MARVELLOUS CURE.

New Zealand Mail, Issue 787, 1 April 1887, Page 31

GREAT EXCITEMENT IN WALES OVER A MARVELLOUS CURE.

LIVING SIX YEARS WITHOUT GOING TO BED.

Mr EDITOR, —While spending a few days at the pleasant seaside town of Aberystwith, Cardiganshire, Wales, I heard related what seemed to me either a fabulous story or a marvellous care.

The story was that a poor sufferer who had not been able to lie down in bed for six long years, given up to die by all the 1 lectors,* had been speedily cared by some Patent Medicine. It was related with the most implicit confidence from the circumstance, as was said, that the Vicar of Llanrystyd was familiar with the facts, and could vouch for the truth of the report.

Having a little cariosity to know how sncb stories grow in travelling, I took the liberty while at the village of Llaarystyd to call upon the Vicar, the Rev T. Evaus, and to inquire abont this wonderful care. Though a total stranger to him, both he and his wife most graciously entertained me in a half hour’s conversation, principally touching the case of Mr Pugh, in which thsy seemed to take a deep and sympathetic interest, having been familiar with his sufferings, and now rejoiced in what seamed to them a moat remarkable care.

The Vicar remarked that he presumed his name had been connected with the report from his having mentioned the case to Mr John Thomas, a chemist of Llanon. .He said Mr Pugh was formerly a resident of their parish, but was now living in the parish of LLnddeinol.

He strongly Touched Mr William Pagh’a character as a respectable farmer and worthy of credit. I left the venerable Vicar with a livelier sense of the happy relation of a pastor and people, feeling that be was one'who truly sympathised with all who were afflicted iu mind, body, or estate. On my return to Aberystwith, I was im--1 pressed with a desire to see Mr Pugh, whose reputation stood so high. His farm is called Pancom-Mawr, signifying “above the dingle,” situated near the summit of a smooth, round hill, overlooking a beautiful valley in which is situated the lovely ivy-mantled Church of LlanddeiDol. 1 found Mr Pugh, apparently about 40 years old, of medium height, rather slight, with a pleasant and intelligent face. I told him I had heard of his great affliction, and of his remarkable and almost miraculons relief, and that I had come to learn from his own lips what there was of troth in the reports. Mr Pugh remarked that his neighbours had taken a kindly aud sympathetic interest iu his case for many years, bnt of late their interest had been greatly awakened by a happy change in his condition. What you report as having beard abroad, said he, is substantially true, with «ne exception.' I never understood that my case was ever given up as hopeless by any PbysiniaD. I have been treated by several Doctors hereabouts, as good as any in Wales, but unfortunately no prescription of theirß ever brought the desired relief. Fifteen years ago, he said, I first became conscious of a soar and deraDged stomach and loss of appetite, which the Doctors told me was Dyspepsia, Wbat food I could hold in my stomach Beemed to do me no good, and was often thrown up with painful retchings. This was followed after a time with a hoarseness and a raw soreness of the throat which the Doctors called bronchitis, and I was treated for that, but with little success. Then came shortness of breath and a sense of suffocation, especially nights, with clammy sweat, and I would have to get out of bed and sometimes open a door or window in winter weather to fill my longs with the cold air. About six years ago I became so bad that I could not sleep in bed, but bad to take my unquiet rest"and dreamy sleep sitting in an armchair. My affliction seemed to be working downward into my bowels as well as upwards into my lungs and throat. In the violent coughing spasms which grew more frequent, my abdomen would expand and collapse, and at times it would seem that I should suffocate. All this time I was reduced in strength, so that I could perform no hard labor, and my spirits were consequently much depressed. Early in the last spring I had a still more severe spasmodic attack, and my family and neighbors became alarmed, believing that certainly I would not survive, when a neighbor who had some knowledgs, or had heard of the medicine, sent to Aberystwith by the driver of the Omnibus Post, some seveu miles distant, and fetched a bottle of Mother Seigel’s Curative Syrup. This medicine they administered to me according to the direction, when to tbeir surprised and delight no less than my owd, the spasm cearel, I became at ease, and my stomach was calmed. My bowels were moved

a s by a gentle cathartic, and I feel a sense of quiet comfort all through sujh as I had not before realised iu many years. I conld walk around the boose an 1 breath comfortably in a few hours after I had taken the medicine. I have continued to take the medicine daily now for something over two months, and I can lay down and sleep sweetly at nights and ’• ave not tiuee had a recurrence of those terrible spasms aud sweatings. I have been so long broken down and reduced iu my whole system that I have not tried to perform any very hard outdoor labor, deeming it beat to be prudent lest by over-exertion I may do myself injuiy before my strength is fully restored. I feel that my stomach and bowels have been and are beiug thoroughly renovated and renewed by the medicine. Iu fact I feel like a new. man.

I have bi-en ranch congratulated by my neighbors, especially by the good Vicar of Llanrystyd, who with bis sympathetic wife have come three miles to shed tears of joy on my recovery. I bade Mr Pugh good-bye, happy that eveu one at least among thousands had found a remedy for an aggravating disease. Believing this remarkable ca-e of Dyspeptic Asthma should b* known to the public, I beg to suomit the above facta as they are related to me. 16 T.VV.K.