She Carries It With Her.

Colonist, Volume XLIV, Issue 10104, 22 May 1901, Page 4

She Carries It With Her.

Her; i When Mrs Mary Wren is about to start on a visit to Sydney she always packs in her bag a bottle of Mother Seigel's Syrup. Of course, she is careful to put it where it is not likely to get broken, as she does not I want to waste the medicine, neither does she want to spoil her things. So far, lam glad to say, she has has carried her precious bottle without an accident. And when she gets home to Acacia Cottage, Bridge-street, Muswellbrook, New i South Wales, she has always reason to be thankful that she took the Syrup with her. J For, you must know, that on the 20th day of September, 1899, Mrs Wren was 75 ( years old, and fifty of them she has spent in the town of Muswellbrook. She has had . fifteen children, ten of whom are still ' living : certainly a record of which she has j a right to be proud. . | Now, v i^^-ii tliis iiLllc !iJc vim Su.fi.y-it, and to keep the kinks out of it, we shall have to hark back to the place where it properly starts. Better still, perhaps, to let the good old lady tell it herself, as she does in a letter dated 21st of September (next day after her birthday), 1899. "Most of my life," so she goes on, "I had suffered from indigestion and wind on the stomach. I hs>ve often been up half the night trying to relieve the terrible pains caused by the wind, " I spent a lot of money on the essence of ginger and other things, but they all failed miserably. The essence of ginger would warm me for a few minutes, and then the L] pains would be on again; just as a barking \ dog begins again after you have hit him , with something. That's the way it was , with me. About five ybars ago I had a very bad ! time with influenza ; and when _ I was | slowly getting over that the indigestion [ came on worse than ever. We couldn't do anything for it, or with it; no more could the doctors. ' " Then an old friend happened in, and r she said, 'Why don't you take Mother [ Seigel's Syrup ?' I told her I didn't believe in any of the advertised medicines. She , went on imploring and entreating, and I 1 said she might as well save her breath, for , she couldn't move me an inch out of my l own opinions. " What does that woman do but go and ' buy a bottle without ray knowledge, and ' fetch it to me ? Then I gave in, and began - trying it. That very bottle helped, and, : after taking a few bottles more, I was as well as anybody wants to be. [ " Since using Mother Seigel's Syrup I have got rid of all my pains and aches, and to make sure of keeping them away I carry a bottle with me wherever I go."—Mary 3 Wren. Mr William John Davison, saddle and - harness maker, of Muswellbrook, writes that he has known Mrs Wren for 30 years, and ' the public may put full faith in every word | she says