MORE LIKELY TO BREAK DOWN.

Otago Witness, Issue 2078, 21 December 1893, Page 32

MORE LIKELY TO BREAK DOWN.

Who hasn't heard of the good old Deacon in America, end his idea of how a chaise should be built so as to ran for ever without repairs P I dare say we all have, yet he hasn't quite gone stale yet.

He said, you remember, that the reason chaises broke down and didn't wear out was that there was always a weakest spot gomewhero about them. Now, said the Deacon, the way to fix it is to make that spot as strong as the rest. Then the vehicle might wear out, but couldn't break down. He built a chaise on that principle ; it never broke down ; it ran a hundred years exactly, and then one day it went to pieces all at once ; all at once and nothing first, jusb.as bubbles do when they barst. Its time was come; for, as the man says who once told the story in rhyme, " little of: all we value here, wakes on the morn of its hundredth year, without both feeling and looking queer."

Yes, and long before that time most of us begin to look and feel queer. And it's all on account of that weak spot, too. If it wasn't for that we should be like the Deacon's chaise — we should run till we wear out. As it is we break down on the road, often beyond repair. But not always.

Otherwise a certain man could never have used these words. "I feel as smart to-day as I did thirty pears ago." His story, in his own words, runs this way :—.: — . " From my youth I was never properly well. I had a bad taste in the mouth and pain after eating. Often I couldn't touch food when it was set before me. I felt a gnawing at the stomach and a tightness at the chest and sides. Sometimes my bowels were so swollen I had to loose my clothes. I had violent pains in my head for days together. This coatinued for years and years. About thirty years ago I began to have rheumatic pains all over me, especially in the back and legs. I got so bad I couldn't walk without a stick, and on my way to and from my work I had to sit down and rest.

" I got no proper sleep at night owing to the pain. Day nor night, I never knew what it was to be free from pain. As time went by I became quite crippled. Doctor after doctor gave me medicines and rubbing bottles, but none of the things I tried did me any good. The doctors said my ailment was rheumatism and lumbago, and made light of it, but it was serious enough to me. For 30 years I suffered dreadfully. My wife used to rub me before the fire night after night and apply flannels, relieving me only for the time. I gave up all hope of ever being well again, when in November 1887, I read of the good Mother Seigel'a Syrup had done in so many cases. I began to use it, and after taking a few bottles all my aches and pains left me and have never returned since. This medicine seems to have driven all the poison out of my system, and I feel as smart to-day as I did 30 years ago, for which I thank God and Seigel's Syrup. Had I used it sooner I should have been saved years of suffering." (Signed) William Stoddart, Douglas, near Cork, Ireland, January 7, 1892. Mr Stoddart is gardener at Mrs Edwards, the Island, Rochesfcown, and has a shop at Douglas. He is a very respectable man and has been in service at Mrs Edwards's 20 years.

In his letter he further states that from boyhood he was a victim to indigestion and dyspepsia. This fact explains the rheumatism, as it was the cause of it. The bile acids from the torpid stomach and liver filled the blood, lodged in the joints and muscles, and gave rise to all the consequences he describes. The effecb of the Syrup was to expel the acids from the body and act the diges-tive machinery healthily at work, for the first time in this man's life.

This was the way the human vehicle broke down in Mr Sboddart's case, but fortunately for him he came across something that had power to repair i**» Better watch the weak spots. Delays are dangerous.