TEN DAYS LOST FROM LIFE.
Hare you ever tried to fancy how it might teem (harine been dead) to come to life again? Let mo tell you what happened to me once. Eiriy m the spring of 1871 1 was thrown from a carriage and seriously hurt. The chief injury waa to the right lez below the knee — a deep and ragged cut made by a sbnrpedged stone. 'Ihe first Bnrgical attention given it was ha;ty and unscientific, yet thus I jonrneyed 200 miles to my home m the country. Blood-poisoning followed. 'JLhfn Beveml weeks of acute pain and exhausting foyer. Then the crisis. For ten days and eights I was absolutely unconeious— l was •virtually dead. The heart ' etill beat, feebly, but the mind wa« sunk under Oblivion's sea Of that time I never remembered anything j it i' lost out of my hbtory. One morning I found myself -\ waß back to the world I used to live m ; I saw bending over me the dear faces I used to know. The fcier waa gone; the pain wna gone j my head was cool and clear. My wife opened wide the windowß Oh, the bright eunohine! Oh, the gweet warm air! Oh, the bird songs! Oh, to sea the clouds of apple blossoms that glorified the rid orchard 1 Oh, to be alive ! To hear familar voices onco more ! The experience was very auggentivr. As never before I und^rofood the Divine doctrine of the resurrection of tho d.-ad
.So much for my atory. Now let me tull you another man's story, as he told it to me. He is an American named Alderson, and lives at a. place called Sink's Grove, West Virginia. He ia o gentleman of high character. He said: "Seven years ngo today I took H>y weight on the scalps, m company with two or three friends. I weighed exactly IBS pounds, and was never m better health m my life. I could work without effort and sleep like a lire<* baby. Two months later I began to feel heavy and dull. There Was more or lets pain ia my chest, sides, and lower part of the back. I loßt my appetite, and the kidney secretion wae dark, thick, and scanty. Six •weeks after I was down with dropsy. For four months I suffered like a martyr on the rack- The lightest food lay on my stomach like cold iron. These was a nasty metallic twle m my mouth, and a sickening wind came np with sometimes a eour mucus that bit my throat like an acid. My skin got yellow and my feet and hands cold and damp. My tongue waa coated. I had spalls of giddiness and palpitation to that degree I «zpected to tumble ddwn and die almost anywhere.
" I was m tbia condition five years. Every romedy T beard of T tried, and good physicians did all they knew how to "do. Tet I kopt slipping down the hill. Then came a cough. Ko cough medicine had any effect any it. People whispered ' Sea going with consumption,' and I thought no, too. But it wasn't consumption. Wot a fai!. JMy lungs wero as sound as a new bellows, »o I found out afterwards. This io a common mistake. I throw up everything— even sweet milk. The dootor suid I must get hotter or die, wad that right away. I waa now too weak to walk ; I could only totter and Btß Kg° r - , j .. , " A friond came m one day and naul, Aldorson, you are m bid form. I wish I h>id known it sooner j hut I'm afraid it's too lit 8 now.' ' What would you havfldono?' I naked. I should have insisted on your taking Mother Seigel't Curative Syrup, nnd nothing elao,' do replied. •' I havo «eon if. cure lots of «uso«, though nono as bad aa yourn.' ' Lot us try it even now,' I begged. Wo did no ; one bottle earned to do me no good. Weeks went by, anH I stuck to Mother Seigel I began to elsep and eat a little, I was able logo out m a few daye afterwards. One day, baing hungry, i nto a full meal at the bouee o£ a noighbour. it was the drat foe months j I wa.B afraid it would kill mo. Didn't it? No, I. folt the batter for it, Surrah for 'Matter Hdgifr! I cried; 'she will euro ma.' Andshodid. lodav I am ss hearty and healthy a9 I wa» on Now Year's Day, 1883. ' My disease was indigestion and dyspepsia, and the dropsy it one of its most alarming symptoms. When the Hyer nnd kidneys are partiollyiparalyßed, tho fluids of the body rernnin m the (issuoi, which ie dropsy. I toll you tho ailment above all others to be »fraid of i.' tho ono I bad, arid the only euro for it that, I know of is the remedy that enntebod me almost ttata tho very jaws of aci«tJr" J/li'is happily ended th« oxperienco of my American friend. R.W9. .London, Oct 27, 1890.
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Timaru Herald, Volume LIII, Issue 5192, 13 July 1891, Page 4
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