A REMARKABLE CASE.

Timaru Herald, Volume XLVI, Issue 4255, 4 June 1888, Page 4

A REMARKABLE CASE.

Under theabovo hending the Doncaster Reporter of July 6th, 1887, publishes the following m its editorial columns — Our readorj may recall the circumstance of a young clerk, named Arthur Bichold, falling insensible on the Wheatloy lane m this town some time ago, and being picked up, as he continued perfectly helpless, and taken m a cab by two gentlemen to the office of P. W. Fisher, Esq., the solicitor who employed him. On returning him to consciousness it was ascertained tbat he was afflicted with what seemed to be an incurable disease. When he was able to speak he said he had been to his dinner and wa3 on his way back to his work, when suddenly his head was m a whirl and he fell m the street like a man who is knocked down. On coming to his senses m the solicitor's office he thonght what this might mean, and feared he was going to have a fit of illness, which we all know is a dreadful thing for a poor man with a family to care for. With thi3 m his mind he at once sought the best medical advice, telling the doctors how he had been attacked. They questioned him, and found that his presont malady was exhaustion of the nervous system resulting from general debility, indigestion, and dyspepsia pf a chronic nature. This m turn had been caused by confinement to hU desk and grief at the loss of dear friends by death. The coming on of this strango disease, as described by Mr Kichold, must be of interest both to sick and well. He had noticed for several years previously, iv fact, that his eyes and face began to have a yellow look j there was a sticky and unpleasant slime on the gums and teeth, m the morning ; tho tongue coated ; and the bowels so bound aud costive that it induced that most painful and troublesome ailment — the piles. He says there was some pain m the 3 ides and back and a sense of fulness on tho right side, as though the liver were enlarging ■which proved to be the terrible fact. The secretions from the kidneys would be scanty and high-coloured, with a kind of gritty or sandy deposit after standing. These things had troubled Mr Bichold a long time, and after his fall m the street he clearly psreeived that the fit of giddiness was nothing more than a sign of the steady and deadly advance of the complaint, which began m indigestion and dyspepsia. His story of how he went from one physician to another m search of a cure that his wife and little ones might not come to want is very pathetic and touching. Finally he became too ill to keep his situation and had to give it up. This was a sad calamity. He was appalled to think how he would bo able to live. But God raised up friends who helped to keep the wolf from the door. He then went to the sea-side at Walton on tho Naze, but neither the change, nor the physicians who treated him there, did aay good. All being 1 without avail be visited London, with a sort of vague hope that some advantage might happen to him m the metropolis. This was m October 18S6. How wonderful, indeed, are the ways of Providence, which dashes down our highest hopes and then helps us when we least expect it. While m London he stated his condition to a friend, who strongly advised him to try a medicine which ho called Mother Siegel's Curative Syrup, saying it was genuine and honest, and often cured when everything else had foiled. He bought a bottle of a chemist iv Pimlieo, and began using it according to directions. He did this without faijh or hope and the public may, therefore, judge of his surprise and pleasure when after taking a few doses he felt great relief. Ho could eat better ; his food distressed him less ; the symptoms we have named abated ; the darks spots which had iloated beforo his eyei like smuts of aoot, gradually disappeared, and hb strength increased. Before this time his knees would knock together where ever he tried to walk. So encouraged was he now that ho kept on using Mother Seigel's | Syrup nntil it ended m completely curing him. In speaking of hi 3 wonderful recovery Mr Rinhold says it made him think of poor Bobinaon Crusoe, and his deliverance from captivity on his island m the sea, and added " But for Mother Siegel's Curative Syrup the grass would now bo growing over my grave. Our readers can rest assured of the strict truth of all the statements m this most romarkable case, as Mr Bichold (now residing at Swiss Cottage, Walton-on-tho-Nazo) belongs to one of tho oldest and moat respectable families In tho beautiful village of long Melford, Suffolk, and his personal character is attested by bo high an outbority as tho Bey. C. J. Murtyn, rector of that parish, besides other excellent namea. We have deemed tho caso of such importance to tho publicas to justify us m giving this short account of it m our columns. — [Advt.]