HOW THE BOTTLE WAS SMASHED

New Zealand Mail, 21 February 1901, Page 15

HOW THE BOTTLE WAS SMASHED

A bad place to canry a bottle, and almost sure to end in disaster. And so it proved in the case of Mrs Jones’s little girl. Ye,u see, her mother had sent the child to the shop of Mr Ayres, the chemist, for a bottle of medicine, and when he had given it to her she put it inside of her closed umbrella to carry home. On her way back it began, to rain, and the child thoughtlessly raised the umbrella? Half the contents of the bottle was saved, and the mother was- cbhgecl to make the best of it. . - Writing under date of Novi ; 27th, 1899, the lady says: -—“About lour years ago' come Christmas I became bad with what I can only describe as a nasty, low, weak feeling. I was so' weak mat when I wanted to move from one place to another in the room I had to go Hand over and around the tables and chairs. “This was sq aggravating, and I really was so feeble, that I often felt like throwing myself down, only I knew I couldn’t get up again.,,At times I would have such a dreadful pain across my chest that I was afraid I should smother; and the sickening, coppery taste in my mouth was hard to bear. “For the life of me I could not say what was the matter or. what was the cause of all this. I had been to the lodge doctor regularly for about six months, and he told me I was a puzzle to him, and that. Jig. didn’t know what ailed me. ... ■/ / - , _ “All he savpwas thafegniX did hot give up lifting wJer . cutting wood, work I had to do, I 'tfSuld nwbe long for this world. This was negffa very cheering view to take, but Jgfiave no doubfe that he was sincere iryjpe, and thfiffijrare 5 I was in seemed to J||Sar in itj But bis medicine hiyjpiot effect on me a® all. ..Jr “One day I happened to read aoouf Mother Seigel’s^yrup,''and some cases in the book were jas much like mine as one egg is like anjfther in a, basket” (Here Mrs Jones tells how she up one of her children, and the chemist’s for a bottle of which incident, with its attendant calamity, has already been related). “I commenced at once,” continues our correspondent, “on what medicine tnere was left in the bottle, and used it up. Then I sent for another, which came safe to hand. By the time I had finished this one I was ever so much better, but I kept right along-with the medicine until I got perfectly well; which I did, end have not had any illness since. “I am seldom wihout a bottle of Mother Seigel’s Syrup in the house, and it is part of my common tain to tell people what it has done for me, and what 1 am sure it will do for anybody who suffers from the complaints, we are all - liable to have.”—Mrs Tabitha Jan© Jones, Graham street, Auburn, N'.S’. W.. : i .-y Referring to the little girl’s bad luck on her .first visit to the chemist, ; Mrs Jones adds that it is a comfort to reflect that a half a bottle of Mother Sergei's Syr.up is. more good than a full ohe'of anything else.