GREAT EXITEMENTIN WALES OVER A MARVELLOUS CURE.

New Zealand Times, Volume XLVIII, Issue 8008, 12 February 1887, Page 4

GREAT EXITEMENTIN WALES OVER A MARVELLOUS CURE.

LIVING SIX YErvR-; WITHOUT GOING TO BED.

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

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 Doctors, had been speedily oared by some Patent Medicine. It was related with the most implicit confidence from the circumstance, as was said, lhat the Vicar of Lianrystyd was familiar with the facts, and could vouch for the truth of the report,

Having a little curiosity to know how such stories grow in travelling, I took the liberty while at the village of Lianrystyd to call open the Vicar, the Rev T. Evans, and to inquire about this wonderful cure. 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 Pugb, in which thsy seemed to take a deep and sympathetic interest, having been familiar with his sufferings, and now rejoiced in wbat seemed to them a most remarkable care.

The Vicar refiiarked that he presumed his name had been connected with the report from his having mentioned the case to Mr John Thomas, a chemist of I.isnon, He said Mr Pngh was formerly a resident of their P ft risb, but was now living in the parish of Llanddeinol. 1 Ho strongly vouched Mr William Pugh’s character as a respectable farmer and worthy of credit. I left ihe venerable Vicar with a livelier sense of (he happy relation of a pastor and people, feeling that be was one who truly sympathised with all who were afflicted in mind, body, or estate. On my return to Aberystwith, I was impressed with a desire to see Mr Pugh, whose reputation stood so high. His farm is called Pancom Mawr, signifyiog “ 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 Ltauddeinoh 1 found Mr Puj.h, 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 miraculous relief, and that I had come to learn from bis own lips what there was of truth in the reports. Mr Pugh remarked that his neighbours had taken a kindly and sympathetic interest in his case for many years, hut of late their interest had been greatly awakened by a happy change in his condition. What you report as having heard abroad, said he, is substantially true, with one exception, I never understood that ray case was ever given Up as hopeless by any Physician. I have baen treated by several Doctors hereabouts, as good as any in Wales, but unfortunately no prescription of theirs ever brought the desired relief. Fifteen years ago, he said, I first became conscious of a sour and deranged stomach and loss of appetite, which the Doctors told me was Dyspepsia. What food I could hold in my stomach seemed to do me no good, and was often thrown up with painful retchings. This was followed after a time with a hoaiseness and a raw coreness of the throat which the Doctors called bronchitis, end 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 nut of bed and sometimes open a door or window in winter weather to fill my lungs with the cold air. About six years ago I 1 ooame s) had that I oould 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 ns upwards into my lungs and throat. In the violent coughing spasms which grew mote frr quent, ray abdomen would expand acd collapse, and at times it would seem that I should suffocate. All this time I was reduced in strength, bo that I could perform no bard 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 knowledge, or had heard of the medicine, sent to Aberystwith by the driver of the Omnibus Post, some seven miles distant, and fetched a bottle of Mother SeigeTs Curative Syrup. This medicine they administered to me according to the directions, when to their surprised and delight no less than my own, the spasm cearoi, I became at case, and my stomach was calmed. My bowels were moved as by a gentle cathartic, and I feel a sense of quiet comfort all through such as I had not before realised in many years. I could walk around the bouse and breath comfortably in a few boars after I had taken the medicine. I have continued to take the medicine dally now for something over two months, and I cau lay down and sleep sweetly at nights and have not since bad a recurrence of those terrible spasms and sweatings. I have been so long broken down and reduced in my whole system that I have not tried to perform any very hard outdoor labor, deeming it best to be prudent lest by over-exertion I may do myself injury before my strength is fully restored. I feel that my stomach and bowels have been and are being thoroughly renovated and renewed by the medicine. In fact I feel like a new man.

I have been much congratulated by my neighbors, especially by the good Vioar of lilaurystyd, who with bis sympathetic wife have come three miles to shed tears of joy on my recovery. 1 bade Mr Pogh good-bye, happy that even one at least among thousands had found a remedy for an aggravating disease. Believing this remarkable case of Dyspeptic Asthma shonld be known to the public, I beg to submit the above faota as they are related to me. 16 TW.F.