SHE CARRIES IT WITH HER

New Zealand Times, Volume LXXI, Issue 4311, 21 March 1901, Page 3

SHE CARRIES IT WITH HER

When Mrs Mary Wren is about to i start on a trip to Sydney she always packs in her bag a bottle of Mother Soigel’s SvnJp. Of course, she is careful to put it where it is not likely to get broken, as she does not want to waste the medicine, neither does she wan; tc spoil her tilings. 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, New South Wales, sho has always reason to be thankful that she took the Syrup with her. For, you must know, that on r.be 20th day of Sept., 189J3, Mrs Wren was 75 years eld, 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 winch she has a right to bo proud. Now, to make this little (ale 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 old lady tell it herself, as she does in a letter da aid 21st September (next day after her birthday), 1899. t “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'causccl by the wind. “I spent a lot of money on the essence of ginger and other things, but they all failed miseralfiy. The essence of ginger would warm me for a few minutes, and then the pains would he on again; fust as a barking deg begins again after you have hit him with something. That’s the way it was with mo. “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 Oo 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 cwn opinions. What does that woman do but go and buy a bottle without my knowledge, and fetch it tojnc ? 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 I have got rid of all my pains and aches, and to make sure of- keeping them away I carry a bottle with me wherever I 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.