SHE CARRIES IT WITH HER

New Zealand Mail, Issue 1514, 7 March 1901, Page 63

SHE CARRIES IT WITH HER

When Mrs Mary Wren is about to start cn a trip to Sydney she always packs in her bag a bottle of Mother Seigel’s Syrup. Of course, she is care r ul to put it where it is not likely to get broken, as she does not want to waste the medicine, neither does she wan-; to spoil her things. So far, I am glad to say, she has carried her precious bottle without an accident. And when she gets home to Acacia Cottage, Bridge street, Muswellbrook, Mew South Wales, she has always reason to be thankful that she took the Syrup with her. For, you must know, that on 'die 20th day of Sept., 1899, Mrs Wren was 75 years old, and fifty of them she has spent in the town of Muswellbrook. She has had fifteen children, ten of whom are still living; certainly a record of which she has a right to be proud. Now, to make this little tale run straight; and to keep the kinks out of it, we shall have to hark back to. the place where it properly starts. Better still, perhaps, to let the good cld lady tell it herself, as she does in a letter dared 21st September (next day after her birthday;, 1899. “Most of my life,” so she goes on,_ “I had suffered from indigestion and wind on the stomach. I have often been up half the night trying to relieve the terrible pains caused by the wind. “I spent a lot of money on the essence of ginger and other things, but they all failed miserab I}'. 1 }'. The essence of ginger would warm me for a few minutes, and then the pains would be on again ; iust as a barking dog begins again after you have hit him with something- That’s the way it was with me. “About five years ago I had a very bad time with influenza; and when I was slowly getting over that the indigestion came on worse than ever. We couldn't do anything for it, or with it; no more could the doctors. ■ “Then .an old friend happened in. and she said, ‘Why don’t you take Mother Seigel’s Syrup ?’ I told her I didn’t believe in any of the advertised medicines. She went on imploring and entreating, and I said she might as well save her breath, for she couldn’t move me an inch out of my own opinions. What does that woman do but go and buy a bottle without my knowledge, and fetch it to me ? Then I gave in and began trying it. That very bottle helped, and, after taking a few bottles more, I was "as well as anybody wants to be. “Since using Mother Seigel’s Syrup .T hawe get rid of all my pains and aches, and to make sure of keeping them away I carry a bottle with me wherever T go.” —Mary . Wren. , Mr William John Davison, Saddle and Harness Maker, of Muswellbrook, writes that he has known Mrs Wren for SO years, and the public may put full faith •in. every Word she says.