HE CAME HOME TO DIE.

Timaru Herald, Volume LII, Issue 5166, 12 June 1891, Page 4

HE CAME HOME TO DIE.

Ona day m December isaa, a eritisn transport vessel arrived at Qosport. Only a brief look wan needed to aMqro the spectator that the bad made the loj^ 7)y a S* ' rom India. There were soldier* on Doard ; some on leave of absence to visit home, and others so worn and waited that it was plain to see why they were come back from the East to the dear old Island. Of these poor fellows a few were just nb!e to go on to tbeir friends, while others were just ttrong enough to bear tbe journey to the Navy Yard Hospital. Among tbe latter was one ts> whom we will introduce tbe reader. — You would bare fancied him to have been about 30 years of age, yet tbe vigour and elasticity of youth were misting. — Disease bad done tbe work of time, and it was but tbe wreck of a man that entered the hospital doors thit day. It wag a wonder that he lived to reach an English port. Sevoral month* later, by acoident, tho writer of these lines beard that soldier's story from bis own lipi, and here it is substantially m bis own words. "In tbe year 1883," he said, " I enlisted io Her Majesty's 61st Regiment and wm soon ordered out to India,

where I arrivod on the fallowing Christmas ; | and left there for Burmah tlct. 6rh, 1886, j «her.o. I remained eighteen month*, being present at Manrtulay when King Thesbaw ■•■.irrendereil t^ our troc,«. Horn my good lit'iiltft hegm to give way. A l , first 1 had a ■ jinking feeling at the pit of tbo atomaoh, and was »o dull ar.d drowoy I could soaroely k»op , up. I had pain m the right Bide aw\ under tlio thoulder blades My spirits were depressed and everything seemed sad and melancholy. I couldn't eat, and lay m bed . leepleas night after night till I was almost wild for lack of rest. My ekin and eyes turned yellow, as is fo common with Europeans m India : my tongue was badly coated, . Feet cold and olumsy, stomach aick and up- , Bet, vomiting, and eonstaut diarrhoea. In this bad form I lay m bed for four mon f h« i m 1887 " Hot h the Regimental doctor and a doctor of the Indian Government, said I was suffering , from dysentprv, I was weak as a baby, and passsed nothing but Blimo from the bowels No treatment availrd to sop the diairhoea, , whioh waa fust draining tha life out of me. Finally I was sent home, und arrived at Gnspors m Dee. 1888, where T lay m the hoepi'ai , until Feb., 1889, when I was discharged as , incurable, and placed m the Army Bejerve. [ " I returnod to Warboys, m Huntingdon* shire (my home) and tried to work. But it was impossible I was so emaciitcd that olri acquaintances did not at fir»t recogniee mo . " Hodson, you needn't trouble, to buy any . more olothes. The only euit you'll require . will be a wooden box." " After eating, even a little, I was obliged ( to hurry away from the table because of the terrible griping, gnawing pains m the stomuch and bowels. My father and mother wore alarmed, and I consulted a doctor at Warboys but what he gave mo had no good effect. " At last it was Mr Nioholl, the Cbemict, of Warboys (now of Croydon) who said to me, Hodsen, you had better itv Mother Peigel's Curative Krrup.' On thic Hniight a bottle and used r but I cou ; .!n't o it did any good. Mr i.icholl sain, 'Try ii again I have such confidence m i' i hat I will give you ( the second bottle fre« of I "He did so, and before had taken the half > of the Becond bottle I btg»n to feel relief. ) This was encouraging, and 1 procured a third i bottle. Before I had finished it I was so > improved that I was asked to go back to , work. But I waa afraid to risk it, and said, ■ No ; wait till I have used three bottles more, » for this Mother ■ eigel'e Curative Syrup is i doing fir me what no medicine m India or Rnglund has done yet — it is healing me from 1 the very depths where I was ill and dying. ''So, as you may suppose, I kept right along f with Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup until i the fifth bottle was gone. Then I presented ■ mjsolf to the astonished peoplo of Warboys - ms robust, strong, and we'l, as I waa when T • first entered the army. — I returned to my i work, s.nd my comrades looked upon me as one : risen frutn the dead. With eyes full of . wonder they asked, ' What has done this for i you?' and I answered, 'I owe my life and , health to Mother >cigel's Curative Syrup, and : am willing that everybody m England should > bear me say so.' I have never lost an hour's : work ai-ce, and will gladly rojily to letters > of enquiry. — John Hodson,. Warboys, i Huntingdonshire." ' Mr Hodson's real disease was indigestion ! and dyspepsia, caueed by change of jeliumte, I food, and habita. Iho diarrhoea was one of i's ■ symptoms — Nature's effort to get rid of the s poisonous mutters m the stomach and bowels t Mother Hoigel's Curative Syrup cured the > digestive malady, and the symptoms vanished ' as a necessary consequence. But our friend • did not get the right Snd only remedy a day • too soon.