HOW A GOOD SHIP WAS LOST.

Temuka Leader, Issue 2164, 17 February 1891, Page 3

HOW A GOOD SHIP WAS LOST.

On the night of October 27th, 1842, the eood ihip "Mary Oompton," of Bristol, Eogland, was struggling with a fearful gale off the ooait ot North America, The wind blew furiously, but the weather was clear, and the Captain expected every moment to got right of the light in the lighthouie on the lifon Bock Shoali. Tbii lighthouie marked the entrance to the harbuur. Once there, and they were safe. Sure of bit position, he sailed on confidently. Five minutes later the ship struck with a fearful shook and went to pieces. Four men, including the Captain, were saved. On reaohing the shore they found a strange thing had happened. An enemy of the lighthouse keeper bad b him hand and foot and extinguished the light. Souls, as well as ships, steer by the lights. B[ope is the most important lighthouie in the world. What shall be said of the man who darkens it in the face of a storm-toned »pirit ? "YOU ABB BESTOHD HUMAN AID." Theie words were said by a physician to a woman who had oome to oonsult him. Admitting that he thought so, had he the right to say b • ? Ho i for he might be wrong—and in »nv case he tad no business to put out tb light; This woman had been ill for some timela June, 1889, she was greatly alarmed by her symptoms. Her heart palpitated, and «he was so giddy she oould soarcely stand. Her head whirled "aud," she said "all objeots seemed to go into a oloud." She had lo hold herself up or sit down for fear of f filing. She broke out in a sweat although old ai death. A dreadful oough racked her frame 10 that she oould not lie down in bed and sleep. " I oould soarcely orawl about the house," she says, " I was so weak. I tried different remedies and medioines without avail. I went to the Dispensary at New Briggate and asked the dootor to tell 'me the wont. His I answer was, 'I have mixed you some

medioinej yon can take it or leave it.' I took it for three weeks, then gave up in despair. " I talked with two other physicians. The last one said,«' Yotr ARE PAST HTTMAW AID." " My heart sank within me, for I have five little children, and my death would leave them without a mother's love and oare. I went home and oried till I was sick. I had no appetite and had lost flesh till I WAS thin AS A ghost! My mother came to see me and did not know me. My skin was of a green and yellow color, and when I ate any* thing it seemed to stick in my throat. About this time I oommenoed vomiting, and what I threw np was tinged with blood. Once I began to vomit at 9 o'clock on a Saturday morning and scarcely got rest from it until Monday morning. "At this time I remembered that Mrs Wilson, with whom I formerly worked in Crawford's Mill, in Ease Street, Leeds (where I live), had been cured by Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup. So I sent to Mr Jesson's, the Chemist,in Great Garden Street, and got a bottle. A few doses stopped the vomiting, and by degrees from day to day I felt better. Soon I oould eat a dry oruit, and by the time I had finished the second bottle I had got over all my bad symptoms, and was fast getting my strength baok. lem now (April, 1890), in better health than ever before in my life. "I should have taken Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup sooner, but my husband was out of work and we had only a trifle coming in from his olub, but 1 thank God I did get it at last, and it cured me, bad off as I was. All my friends and neighbors know the faots I have related, and I will reply to any letters of enquiry. (Signed), Mrs Ann Mills, 40, Bread Street, York Boad, Leeds. This was a ease of Indigestion and dyspepsia, with symptoms showing how far it had affected the nervous system. A few months, or possibly weeks more, and Mrs Mills would have had no tale to tell. She did wrong to wait one hour for any reason, after having known what Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup had done for her friend Mrs Wilson.