OFTEN TIRED BUT SEVER WEADY.

Colonist, Volume XXXVIII, Issue 8279, 20 June 1895, Page 4

OFTEN TIRED BUT SEVER WEADY.

Let's discuss this point for two minutes. Here's a man who says that at a certain period he begau to feel " tired and wearr." That's precisely the way he pats it ia his letter. Now, anybody has a right to feel tired or fatigued (it's the same thing), after labor or much exercise. It's the body's fashion of telling you to hold up, to give it a rest. It is a natural, and, in health, with tjupper and sleep just ahead, a pleasant feeling. But weariness ! -that's different. That comes of monotony, of waiting, of lonelineeß. Weariness is of the mind, net of the body. But it oao arise in the body, all the same. If this bothers you at first, don't say, " Stuff 1" " humbug 1" bat stady up on it. A man may be tired and happy, but not weary and happy. For weariness means depressed spirits, end nerves all sagged down in the middle. And when you get both at onoa yoo will be wise to fiod out what's gone wrong. It is a short letter, this is, and we can just as well quote the whole of it. The writer Bays : "It wbb in November, 1887, when I began to feel tired and weary. It seemed as if I had no strength left in me. Before that I hai always been strong and healthy. My appetite was poor, and for days together I oould not touoh any food that was placed before me. After every meal that I did anaoeed in fotoing down, I had suoh dreadful pains in the cheat and back, that 1 was almost afraid to eftf. Then there was a sharp pain aronnd the heart, too, as though I was stabbed with a knife. "I lost a deal of Bleep, and for nights together I did'nt sleep at all. Then I began to looae flesh rapidly, and was afraid I waß going into a consumption. Yet I kept on with my work, however, but it waa a bard thing for me, because I was so weak and nervous that I trembled from head to foot. As time w«nt on I gradually got worse and worse, my eyes were sunken and drawn in. I consulted a dootor in Kentish Town. He gave me medicine, but it did me no good. After all this I got the idea into my head that I should not rt cover. " One day a lady oame into the shop, and noticing the state I waß in, kindly asked how long I had been ill. I told her a 1 about it, and ehe said, 'You try Mother Ssigel's Curative Syrup ; it has nude me well, and I believe it will do you good.' " I sent for a bottle, and after taking only a few doses I fee relieved. Presently my food agreed wi-.h ice, and I enjoyed my meals. I could sleep better also, and by keeping ob taking the Syrup I soon got as strong as I ever waß in my life. Sinoe that time (dow over four years ago), I have been in the best of health. I consider that in all probability this remedy sived my Ufa ; at_ all events, it restored my health, and life without health don't amount to much. I gladiy consent to the publication of this statement, and will answer inquiries. Yours truly (Signed), O. Vinck, 142, Shepherd's Ba&h Road, London, W., November 30; b, 1892." Thus Mr Vinoe'd unfortunate experience oomes t"> happy end. As he has to work for a living, like most of us, he is no doubt often tired, bat never weary any more. And what can possibly be more wearisome than longcontiauEd Mnesß? With him, as with millions, it waa the Btomach that was in fault. His food entered the stomach and stopped there. So he suffered from two bad results : he received no strength from it, but be did receive the deadly aoids and gases whioh the fermented stuff gave birth to. Indigestion and dysfwpßia The same old story of pain and misery, and, thank merpy, the same story of restoration arid gratitude after an appeal for help hai been made to good old Mother Seigel.