APPEAL FOR THE CRIPPLED ORPHAN.

Otago Daily Times, Issue 11797, 28 July 1900, Page 2

APPEAL FOR THE CRIPPLED ORPHAN.

(See Otago Daily Times, 25th July, 1900.) " Bis d«t gui cito dat." Incurable! O sadd'ning thought!— Farewell to all her youthful dreams; How hard her helpless stats now seems:'Pleasures of life all set at nought. Limbs paralysed; all hope is flown; " God's will be done" mayhap we say; And as for her we kneel and pray, > Her feeble state we all bemoan. She cannot sing of '' Home, sweet homo"j A mockery 't would surely be, And, this side of Eternity, ISTo hope of better time to come, Dependent on sweet charity! Do we perchance such, virtue own? Oh! sympathy for stvfi'rer's moan, Alas! 'tis oft a, rarity. Are honours, pleasure, glory, fame, The empty things that we pursue? If wo-the seeds of kindness strew, 'Twill bless us more than worldly name. Just think of what life might have been, With health and hstppy days assured; Then think of all the pangs endured, Of all the sufferings unseen. No father kind, no mother dear; jSTo friends a helping hand to lend; To G-od above her prayers ascend; He is the Friend that'a ever near. We fain vvould Christ's! disciples be; His life was filled with kindly deeds; Ho aye supplies our daily needs; ■ He'll hear tho crippled orphan's plea. ■ We.pass along .this way but once; 'Ti-5 ours the chance to lessen pain; We shall not pass this way agairf; Let's help the weak ere we go hence. One deed of kindness do to-day. Come! let your sympathy be real; Respond to her kind friends' appeal; Help tne poor crippla on her way. And when you come to death's cold stream, And think of graceful acts you've done, Yon will with surety know of one, 'Twill cheer you more than golden dream. J. C. H'DONALD.

Milburn, 25tli July, 1900.

DON'T LET THE CLOCK RUN DOWN.

"The human body," says a great physician, "is_a seventy-year clock."

"ics, nml like a]l other clocks the time it will run depsuds largely on how it is treated. Take the'pendulum weight off the end of the wire and your clock will rattle away at the rate of half a dozen hours in one. Neglect it, and it will run irregularly, now fast, now slow. Break the mainspring, or a wheel, and it stops instantly. Take intelligent care of it and a good clock will serve your grandchildren as faithfully as it now serves you.

There is an important difference, however, between your clock and your body.. Even after your clock is completely run down, and at a standstill, you can wind it up and set it going again. Not so with the body. Once stopped it goes no more. We know thn limits of his meaning perfectly well, yet, speaking literally, Mr Matthew L. Brown was not " completely run down" at the time he refers to. Thankful we" are, and more thankful still he is, for that. But he was frightfully near it. The pendulum beat very slowly and weakly, and the hands could scarcely bo trusted to tell the true time. "About five years ago," writes Mr Brown, "I was completely run down. I lost my appetite. I could get nothing to lie on my stomach. Sometimes I would take dizzy spells and nearly fall down, and would see black dots before my eyes. I kept getting worse all the time.

"I tried different patent medicines; they gave me no relief. I kept getting worse. I tried two of the best doctors in_ the place; ihey did me no good. I was obliged to take to my bed. "I would take faint spells and my heart would boat and flutter, and I would nearly smother for breath. I felt more like dying than living.

[These fainting or sinking spells of which Mr Brown speaks are a peculiar feature of tho 'disease he was suffering from. Only modern physicians, and not all of them,' understand their gravity or have given them the study they call for. No sensation is more alarming, none more demoralising to the patient. While they last the Angel of Death seems to have folded his wings over the sufferer's pale and anxious io.ee. The caxise is a poison in the blood arising from continued fermentation of food in the stomach. It acts upon the nerves ot the brain, lungs, and heart as a hand might impede the pendulum of a great clock.] "I began to think," adds our correspondent, "that I never should get around again. My wifft wanted mo to try Mother Seigel s Syrup. I said I didn't think it was any use. She wont and got a bottle of Mother Seigol's Syrup, and before I had taken it all I WAS ABLE TO CiO TO MT WORK.

"I have taken several bottles since. lam now ablo to work as hard as ever. I would advise any one that is suffering as I was to try Mother Heigel'a Curative Syrup, and it will not bo in vain. Yours truly (Signed) Matthew L. Brown, East Mapleton, March 2Sth, 1895."

O\ir friend laboured under a profound attack of indigestion or dyspepsia. The symptoms he described were due to its effects upon tin nervous system, and through that upon other organ:-'. It follows that tho medicine to avail him must bo one having power to expel existing impurities from the blood, rouse to action the stomach and liver, render nutrition possible by means of the restored digestion, and so g , ve new ];f e lo n, e whole body.

Tnat w what Mother Soigel's Syrup did for our correspondent, and does for all who appeal to it under like circumstances.' It winds UP THE CLOCK JJEFOPE THE PENDULUM: ITAS o>iAsi;n to s.vttki,-. But keep an eye to that bodily clock of yours, and don't let it run so lar down. Tn other words, the very hour you io'A thn first s i RU o f ;n lloss ta ko a dono ol .Mother beigcl's Syrup.