WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

New Zealand Mail, Issue 866, 5 October 1888, Page 29

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR. My object in writing is two-fold to express my gratitude for a great benefit, and to tell a short Btory which cannot fail to interest the feelings of many others. It is all about myself, but I have remarked that when a man tells the honest truth about him* self he Is all the more likbly to be of use to his fellow-creatures. To begin, then, yon must know I had long been more or less subject te attacks of bronchitis, a complaint that you are aware is very common and troublesome in Great* Britain iu certain seasons of the year. . Some months ago Iliad a very severe turn of it, worse/I think, than I ever had before. —lt was probably brought on by my catching cold, atwe 'ire Ml apt to to do when we least expect iti Weeks passed by, and my trouble proved to be very obstinate. It would not yield to medicine, and I also began to have violent' racking pains in my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed. I could neither eat nor sleep,' If I bad been a feeble, sickly man,' I should have thought less strangely of it ; but as, on the contrary, I was hearty and robust, I feared some new and ; terrible tbiug had got hold of me, which might make my strength of no avail against it. I say, that was the way I thought. Presently I could not ev6n lie down for the pain all over my body. I aßked my doctor what he thought of my ondition, and he frankly said, ‘I am sorry to have to toll yon that yon aro getting worse !’ This so frightened my friends, as: well as myself, that they said * Thomas, you must go to the Hospital; it raay be your only - chance for Ufer ‘ : But I didn’t want to go to the hospital. Who does, when he thinks he pan possibly get along without doing, if 5 ? lam a labouring man, with a large family 1; depending on me for support, and I might almost as well belaid in my grave as’ to be laid on my back in a hospital unable to lift.a hand for months, or God only knows how long.'. Right at this point I had a thought flash across my mind like a streak'of sunshine in a cloudy day. I had heard and-read a good deal about Mother Seigel’s Curative Syrup, and I resolved before consenting to be taken to the hospital, I would try that well-known remedy. On this 1 gave up tbe doctor’s medicine and began taking this Syrup. Mark the wonderful result ! I had taken but three doses/Within twenty-four hours when I was seized with a fit of coughing, and threw up the- phlegm and mucus off my chest by tbe The Syrup had loosened and broke it up. • .Continuing with the Syrup, the racking pain, which I believe came fromthe bitter and poison humours in my blood and joints, soon left me entirely, and I- felt like going to sleep, and I did sleep sound and quiet. Then T felt hungry, with a natural appetite, and as I ate I soon got strong and well. - ’ 1 felt I could leap through the air with delight! ' " In a week I was able to go to my work again. It doesn’t seem possible, yet it is true, and the neighbours know it. There are plenty of witnesses to prove it. And, therefore, when I say I preach the good news of the great power of Seigel’s Syrup to cure pain and disease far and wide, nobody will wonder at me. : , - ■ i Thomas Canning. 75, Military-road, Canterbury, . Kent._ ' '■ ■ Mother Seigel’a Curative Syrup is for sale by all chemists and medicine vendors ; and by the Proprietors, A. J. White, Limited; 35, Farrih'gdon-road, London, E,C., England; >'