WRECKED ON THE GOODWINS.

Tuapeka Times, Volume XXIV, Issue 1890, 23 April 1892, Page 4

WRECKED ON THE GOODWINS.

Erasmus Darwin, grandfather of the famous Charles Darwin, the naturalists inscribed upon his seal the significant wards, " Omnia ear conchis" — all thing, arise from oysters. But from what do oysters arise? What is the origin of the matter? Ah! nobody knows. Yet one thing is getting plainer every day. Let his man's story show.

He goes on to say : On the 17th of December 1872, whilst acting as ship's carpenter on board the steamship Sorrento, I was wrecked on the Goodwin Sands. The shock to my system was so great as to produce an effect I never felt before. I fell into a low, weak state and was seized with giddiness and a sinking, fainting feeling. I had a bad taste in the mouth, weight at the chest, and great pain after eating, and my face would burn like fire. I had a difficulty in breathing and palpitation, and often a pain would run from the heart through to my shoulder. 1 had a kind of rumbling ail over me, and a choking sensation at the throat, with a rush of blood to the head.

" I slept very badly, and after a time I got so nervous and weak I was afraid to go about, and would sit in a chair quite powerless. 1 saw a doctor, who treated me for a time, and then sent me to a hospital in Rattlebone Place, London, where 1 was under treatment for three months, but got no better. T then put myself under a local doctor, who said I was suffering from nervous debility. He patched me up for a little while, but said to my wife, ' Your husband is in a critical condition, and may die at any time.'

" However, I got to work for a short time and then was, as bad aa ever. I lingered on in this way for years — now a little better, now worse, but never well.

" About 1880, whilst working at Messrs Westwood and Bailey's, Millwall, a mate who saw my sufferings told me of a medicine called Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and he brought me a bottle. After taking the first bottle I found my food agreed with me, and I began to im« prove. All nervous feeling gradually left me, and by persevering with the medicine 1 was soon cured. From that time to this I have been a strong man, and done harder wotk than ever in my life before.

The statement from which the foregoing is an extract was made by Mr Wm. Hill, ship's carpenter, 108, St. Anne's Road, London, E.

Now, what is the thing which we said is ge'ting plainer every day 1 Why this : that almost an infinite number of different results arise from a single cause. Like the majority of people in all ranks of life, Mr Hill had in his digestive organs the seeds — or what women when they buy dress goods, call ''the makings" — of dyspepsia. Up to the winter of 1872 it may not have troubled him much, but the excitement and exposure of the shipwreck was more than the system could bear. We muat remember, too, that all shocks to the mind or body, or to both, act directly on the stomach. Who can eat when under the influence of a great worry or a great sorrow? And if .this worry or sorrow continues long, it always upsets the digestion, permanently impairs or destroys the appetite, and thus brings on' an apparently incurable dyspepsia and nervous debility. Why, gracious goodness ! there are millions of women, and lots of men, crawling about under this thipgin England every day in the year. --'And it sto them we are talkiug. They are half dsad, and we want thesa to como to life, and get Borne good out of tinir existence. Whatever the ailment is called, you may 'nHifffgHon and dyspepsia is at the to » •* in Mr. Hill's case, and and what cured him will care yon.