A CASE OF NERVOUS PROSTRATION RESULTING FROM INDIGESTION.

New Zealand Mail, Issue 1265, 28 May 1896, Page 27

A CASE OF NERVOUS PROSTRATION RESULTING FROM INDIGESTION.

They say that misery loves company., and they havo had it so often it has passed into a proverb. Yet it isn't an all-round truth. Some kinds of misery detest company. They want to be left alone. They hate to bo elbowed and questioned and talked to. A wounded dog will always crawl into some retired place by itself. The instinct of badly injured men, after a battle, is the same. Ailments that are mostly fancy, tend to set tongues wagging. But real, genuine ami dangerous diseases don’t incite to speech. Crises which are big with fate usually come and go in quiet.

That is why Airs Scuffham had no desire for tho society of even her best friends at a certain time she is going to toll us about. “Up to April, 188i,”slie writes, “ 1 never knew what it was to bo ill. At that time I began to feed that something was amiss with me. I had no relish for my meals, and after eating my chest felt heavy ami painful, and my heart would beat and thump as t hough it meant to leap out of its place. Presently I became so swollen round the waist that 1 was obliged to unloose my clothing, as I could not bear anything to touch that part: of my body. " Even the lightest food gave me pain ; a little iish setting my heart to heating at a great rate. My feet were cold, and cold, clammy sweats would breakout all over me, leaving me exhausted and worn out. At night I got no sleep to speak of, nnd in the morning I felt worse tired than when ! went to bed. I also suffered a-great deal from my feet being puffed up and sore. I could scarcely get about the house. AA'hen 1 went shopping I had to rido to the town and hack, as 1 could only walk a few yards.

“As time went on I lost my flesh and strength inoro and more, and gave up hope of ever recovering the precious health 1 had so sadly lost. L took medicines, and consulted a clever doctor at Derby who examined me and said my heart was weak, lie also gave me medicines, but I got only temporary ease from them, and in a short time was as bad as before. All this time i was so nervous and depressed that I had no desire for company. On the contrary, I seemed to want to he alone with my misery. Even a knock at the door frightened me, as though 1 expected had news, yet I did not really. My nerves and fancies ran away with my knowledge and judgment. Thousands of women who have suffered in this way will understand what 1 mean.

“ Year after year I remained in this condition, and what I went through 1 cannot put in words, nor do I wish to try. It will answer the purpose to say that I existed thus for eleven and a half years, as much dead as alive. 1 spent pounds on pounds in physic, hut was not a whit the better for any of it.

“ in October, IS! 12, a book was left at our house, and 1 read in it of cases like mine being cured by Mother Soigel’s Syrup, i got a bottle from Air Bardel, the chemist, in Normantoii street, Derby, and when I had taken this medicine for a few days, my appetite was better and I had less pain. 1 kept on taking it, and soon my food agreed wilh me and I gained strength. “ After this I never looked behind mo, but steadily got stronger and stronger. Alien i had taken three bottles I wasquitolikeanow woman. All the nervousness had left me, and my heart was sound as a boll. Since then I have enjoyed good health, and all who know rue say my recovery is remarkable. lam confident that Mother Seigd’s Syrup was the means, in the hands of Providence, of saving my life ; and out of gratitude, and in hope of doing good, J. freely consent to tlie publication of this statement. (Signed) (Airs) Ann Scuffham, Cooper’s Lane, Laceby, Grimsby, May Ist. 1895.”

'This letter is endorsed by Air William J. Tollerton, of the same town, who vouches for the truth of what Airs Scuffham has

said, as lie personally knew of tho circumstances of her illness at the time they occurred. No comment can add a jot to the force of this open, candid, and

sincere communication. AVhosoever reads it must needs ho moved and convinced by

it. The disea .e wlihdi lilt'd I his woman's life with pain and misery for nearly 12 years was indigestion or dyspepsia, an ailment sly and cunning as a snake in tho grass—and as dangerous. Send for tho book of which Airs Seulfliam speaks, and read the symptoms in order that you may know what it is, and how to deal with it. 'the hook costs you nothing, yet it would be worth hmjiit'j as is every leaf wore hammered gold.