IF EATING WERE A CRIME.

New Zealand Times, Volume LXXII, Issue 4564, 16 January 1902, Page 3

IF EATING WERE A CRIME.

There was a time when Mrs Hayes considered herself what she called “a gone woman,” She actually divided her clothes and other personal effects among her children. Thank goodness—but here is her story, told in her own way; by all odds the best way.

‘Three years ago,” she says, “I had dreadful pains across the left side of my stomach and under tho shoulder-blades. Mv left side swelled up fearfully. _ I was laid up weeks at a time, work being out of tho question. A/hilo these fits wore on I could neither walk, sit, nor stand with comfort.

“I wag really ashamed to let the neighbours see me crawling about; so I spent most of rny time lying down or leaning against something to ease the dreadful pains. ‘T had been a bard-working woman all my life, but now I lost my strength and dreaded to cat anything, knowing tho woeful suffering I wag sure to experience afterwards; as if eating were somehow a crime against t'-o laws of nature. And at nig.it I rolled and tossed about instead of sleeping.

‘‘The doctor said it wag indigestion, and no doubt ho was right, but ho was not able to relieve me.

“I consul-red my 'f a gone woman, and told my husband I was sure I could not last much longer. Indeed, I was go fully percunded of this that I actually divided my. clothes and personal effects among my children. “Thank Goodness and Mother Seigel’s Syrup, I have since worn out most of them myself. “After a lot of coaxing and argument (for I was tired of trying things, and hope had about died away in my J.-art) I consented to take Soigel’s Syrup. “I was not quite sure of the effect of the first bottle, but i-y husband insisted on my going on with it. So I did go on with it, and after I had got through half tho second bottle there was no doubt of the i suit. I was much better; I felt it, ;.nd others could see it*

“It was hardly short of a miracle, tie way Scigcl’s Syrup brought me round. From a poor, weak and wretched woman, unable to walk or scarcely to raise my hand to do the smallest piece of work, it gave me back health and strength, restored mo to my husband and family, enabled me to go on with my work onoe more, and in short, made mo as well as ever I was in my life. “I am now upwards of 60, and have reared a large family. I have lived in the district about 37 years, and am well known here.” (Mrs) Julia Hayes, Mount Kcira, Paradise, near AVollongong, N.S.W. October 14th, 1899.” Air John Hickey, blacksmith, at the same place, writes that ho has known Mrs Hayes all his life, and (in common with many others) knows her statement to bo true. Ho adds that she is respected by everyone.