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THE BABY ON A BATTLEFIELD.

On the night after the battle of Waterloo, in I the blood-stained mire of a ploughed field, lay lan English officer, dead where he fell. At his side lay the body of his wife, who had followed him from England, and perhaps arrived in time to receive his last sigh. On his breast was their baby, sound asleep and smiling amid that dreadful scene as though the angels were inspiring I its dreams.

Ah, God : what a thing is childhood ; touohing Heaven in its innocence and earth in its agony. While we have the children how large the places they fill ! When we lose them how great the vacancies they leave !

! ' Bead the story of an escape, as told by a j parent. My daughter Kate, now 11 years old, had always been delicate. She was pale and thin, and it seemed as though a breath of cold air would destroy her. She was now better, now I worse, bat never well. In the summer of 1885 she complained of a sense of weight on the chest and side. Her abdomen was distended as 'though she had over-eaten, when in fast she ate I scarcely more than a bird. She spoke of a bad ; taste in the mouth, and would always be holding her sides or placing her hands against her temples, as if to relieve the pressure there. ' She also had pains between the shoulders and her breath was very offensive. — She was always tired and languid, and though naturally a bright, 'intelligent child, would lie for hours in a listless I condition. She grew weaker and weaker until 1 she could scarcely stand. We thought her to Ibe in a decline. Then came a sign even more alarming, — a short, dry* deep-sounding cough. ,My wife and I feared it was consumption. In jour anxiety we consulted the doctors, who said, ["'<' Yes, your daughter has consumption." What pa sad prospect for us (

About Christmas, 1885, 1 removed my family from Huntingdon to Manchester. Poor Kate was too weak to take the journey with us ;. she remained with her grandmother at Thorp Farm, Norfolk. Still the dear child sank from week to week.— What was our surprise, some time after* wards, to receive a letter from grandmother reading like this:— "Kate is vest much better She is bating well and sleeping "well ; and THE SOSES ABE COMING INTO HEB THIN CHEEKS." What could have happened ? In another month we had the happiness of welcoming our daughter in our new home in Manchester. How gceat was our joy when we saw the wonderful change which bad taken place in her. 'She is now a fine healthy child, and never ails anything more than any girl may.

Now, what wrought this change? What gave us back our daughter, seemingly almost from the brink o£ the graved 1 will answer frankly, for there is nothing to conceal : — Seeing her depliorable state, and tha,t none of the medicines bhe had taken proved appropriate to her strange malady, her grandmother one day said to herself, " I think I will give Kate a.dose ont of my bottle of Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup." Her grandmother had reoeivedi gneat benefit from this medicine herself foz a complicated disease. It was given to Kate and, the good effect was immediate. She at once rested more tranquilly, and had something of an appetite, and a little later her grandmother was justified in writing to us as I have already stated ! (Signed) Frederick Butcber,,6 Birch road, Crumpstall, near Manchester*

Mr and Mrs Butcher are people oft the highest respectability and well educated^ For some years Mr Butcher was an assistant afy.tfee great shop of the Messrs Lewis, Market s treat,. Manchester, and an impartial acquaintance, writes that Miss Kate Butcher, is one of the brightest young girls to be met with anywhere— quick, precocious, and full of, vivacity and wit. Speaking of the daughter's recovery her mother says: " I do not Qac£ what anyone may say, there is no medicine so, good; as. Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup." The proprietors of Mother Seigel'a Curative Syrup desire to make no false ; impressions. The young girl did noj; haye consumption :— She suffered from indigestion and; dyspepsia, and from poverty of the blood, like my.r4ads of her sex. The hollow cough, which sounded} 30 consumptive, was one of the symptoms, nqt the disease. She needed life and strength from her food, bat how could she get it with her stomach torpid and dead? Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup corrected the ailment at its root, and recovery quickly followed. We repeat once more the fact that is taught by this interesting case:— When in doubt treat any and all complaints as symptoms of indigestion and dyspepsia, and in 9 instances out of 10 you will see just such a wonder as narrated above. We wish long life and happy days to this young lady and her good parents and friends. 5

—There are at least six plateglasa manufacturing companies in the United States which have an annual product of nearly 12,000,000 ft. This exoeeds the entire production cf Europe 15 years ago.

Advicb TolfOTESßal— Ars you broken In your rest by aeick child suffering with thex&inof cutting teeth ? t&o at once to a chemist and get a bottle of Me 3 Wdislow's Soothiho Ssbup. It will relieve the poor sufferer immediately. Ib is perfectly harmless and pleasant to the taste ; it produces natural quiet sleep, by relieving the child from pain ; and the little oherub awakes "as bright as a button." It soothes the child, It softens the gums, allays all pain, relieves wind, regulates the bowels, and is the best known remedy For dysentery and diarrhOM, whether •rbiof from teething or other mute*. Mm WnraKW'i S*srpnr« Stbot U Mid by m«dloln»taitn wwfwMw •» v 4tfi pv te»w*— JAW**

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Otago Witness, Issue 1935, 26 March 1891, Page 27

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THE BABY ON A BATTLEFIELD. Otago Witness, Issue 1935, 26 March 1891, Page 27

THE BABY ON A BATTLEFIELD. Otago Witness, Issue 1935, 26 March 1891, Page 27

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