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South Canterbury Times, Issue 5022, 1 June 1889, Page 4

The famous Portland pearl necklace will at last be worn by a Duchess of Portland (says the Queen). It was lent for many years to Lady Cork, who always wore it, by the late duke, and she was to retain possession till there was a duchess. The pearls are very fine in colour, and large, and there are five rows. It is supposed to be one of the finest necklaces in the world, but it is not finer than those of the Duchess of Sutherland and Duchess of Manchester, nor can it compare in size with the single row of pearls of Lady Rothschild, which was given to her as a wedding present by her father-in-law, the late Baron Rothschild. There are also one or two very fine black pearl necklaces, particularly the one belonging to the Empress Eugenie, which Lord Ilchester bought for Lady Ilchester.

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL. HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR. My object in •writing is two-fold: to express my gratitude for a great benefit, and to tell a short story which cannot fail to interest the feelings of many others. It is all about myself, but I have remarked that when a man tells the honest truth about himself he is all the more likely to be of use to his fellowcreatures. To begin, then, you must know I had long been more or less subject to attacks of bronchitis, a complaint that you are aware is very common and troublesome in Great Britian in certain seasons of the year. Some months ago I had a v*ry severe turn of it, worse, I think, than 3 ver had before. It was probably brought on by my catching cold, we are all apt to do when we least expect it. Weeks passed by, and my trouble proved to be very obstinate. It would not yield to medicine, and as I also began to have violent racking pains in my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed. I could neither eat nor sleep." If I had been a feeble, sickly man, I should have thought less strangely of it; but as, on the contrary, I was hearty and robust, I feared some new and terrible thing had got hold of me, which might make my strength of no avail against it. I say, that was the way I thought. Presently I could not even lie down for the pain all over my body. I asked my doctor what he thought of my condition, and he frankly said, “ I am sorry to have to tell you that you are getting worse! ” This so frightened my friends, as well as myself, that they said “ Thomas, you must go to the Hospital; it may be your only chance of life ! ” But I didn’t want to go to the hospital. Who does, when he thinks he can possibly get along without doing it ? lam a labouring man, with a large family depending on me for support, and I might almost as well be in my grave as be laid on my back in a hospital unable to lift a hand for months, or God only knows how long. Right at this point I had a thought flash across my mind like a streak of sunshine in a cloudy day. I had read and heard a good deal about Mother Seigel’s Curative Syrup, and I resolved, before consenting to be taken to the hospital, I would try that well-known remedy. On this I gave up the doctor’s medicine and began taking the Syrup, Mark the wonderful result! I had taken three doses within twenty four hours when I was seized with a fit of coughing, and threw up the phlegm and mucus off my chest by the mouthful. The syrup had loosened and broken it up. Continuing with the Syrup, the racking pain, which I believe came from the poison humours in my blood and joints, soon left me entirely, and I felt like going to sleep, and I did sleep sound and quiet. Then I felt hungry, with a natural appetite, and as I ate I soon got strong and well. I felt I could leap through the air with delight. In a week I was able to go to my work again. It doesn’t seem possible, vet it is true, and the neighbours know it. There is plenty of witnesses to prove it. And, therefore, when I say • I preach the good news of the great power of Seigel’s Syrup to cure pain and disease far and wide nobody will wonder at me. Thomas Canning, 75, Military-road, Canterbury, Kent, Mother Seigel’s Curative Syrup is for sale by all chemists and medicine vendors; and by the proprietors, A. J. White, Limited, 35, Farringdon-road London, E. 0., England.

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