ONE TASTE IS ENOUGH

New Zealand Times, Volume LXXI, Issue 4263, 24 January 1901, Page 3

ONE TASTE IS ENOUGH

Tho writer never had a taste of rheumatism but once—about four years ago it was—and it laid mo up and made rno groan for six weeks. And lam not praying for any more. I can get a hear„ load now, just by thinking how it reit. But, ob, what a lot of folk catch it worse than I did.

Hero is Mrs Annie Hill, sho is one of them. Or rather she was; she is right enough in these days. Her idea of taking of it is to cheer some other sufferer, and show him the way out. And we tnank her for that. It’s the proper feeling to have towards our fellow - travellers through this vale of tears—and pair, “Some eight or ten years ago,” say» Mrs Hill, “I was a perfect martyr to rheumatism, indigestion. As if they w>. - not enough for one poor woman to beio, I often had frightful pains in the chest, with weakness all over my body. . It was awful, and I didn’t know what the end of it was going to bo. Now and then I was completely prostrate. “AVo hunted everywhere for a cure, and I tried medicines, until .ho empty bottles in the house rattled wherever you put your hand out; all to no earthly good. AVo spent money and spoiled hopes, and that’s tho story. “At last I saw an advertisement of how Mother Scigel’s Syrup had cured a man of rheumatism arid other ailments—just like mine. He told tho tale himself, as I am telling this. I will try it—so I said to myself. “It a’cted splendidly, and I kept on with it until I was entirely well. It cured my rheumatism, my indigestion, and my liver complaint—all in a bunch. Sometimes I bought the Syrup by tho half dozen in order to get it a little cheaper. “I am an old resident of this district, having lived hero for the last fifty years. I am now seventy-five and in good health. I am known far and wide, my husband and sons being in tho farming and dairy industries on a fairly large scale. lam never without a bottle of Mother heigel’s Syrup in the house. There are plenty of medicines in Australia, goodness knows; almost'as thick as tho raobils used to be. but none, so far as I know, to compare u ith Mother Seigel’s Syrup.” —Mrs Annie Hill, Kaynga, near Mus- : wcllbrook, N.S.AV., Sept., *ist.,, 1899. Witness, A Halpin. “I have known Mrs Hill for eight years. Her testimony to the virtues of Mother Scigel’s Syrup can bo implicitly relied upon. She is altogether incapable of making any statement that will not stand the closest investigation.” C. J. Spratt, Auctioneer for the Farmers’ Association.