" OH, DON'T TOUCH ME I DON'T COME NEAR ME!"
These words were uttered with a howl — almost a yell. Yet the boy to whom they were addressed wasn't within ten" feet of the howler,- and wouldn't have come closer for hip life The scene was a big business office in New York, and the bowler was the chief man in it. He owned the concern, and was very rich, and a decent fellow enough. But sometimes he would break out like that, and howl as though he had just discovered a fire in a powder mill. You could hear him from the basement to the roof. What was the matter with him ? Temporary insanity? Not quite, but something nearly as bad. Ho had an acute attack of gout in his toe, and at those solemn crises ho couldn't bear the sight of even a shadow moving in bis direction. Ask Homebody who has tbe gout now it feels. Fancy a blacksmith twisting your toe with hot pincers while a shoemaker ia thrusting a bradawl through your knee-joint That's a little like it. Well, there are things not so bad as gout, yet they make us touchy enough* Here comes a man, for instance, who Bay ß, **. Everything now was a trotible to me.'* What should he talk that way for? Why should everything have been a trouble to him ? There is an old saying that while we can't keep the crows from flying, we need n't let them make nests in our hair. That's good SenSP. But it's easy to give advice ' and to quote proverbs. How dees a person ucfc who suffer* from boils ? Now, tbe fountain of all feeling and pain is the nerves. An hoar or two of toothache ia a lesson on the nervous system. But there are diseases (or one disease anyhow) in which all the nerves in the body seem to tingle to every sight and found. The mind is on the lookout for cvil — the man is depressed and afraid. Every word means mischief, and every bush hides an enemy. So he thinks. He knows what Solomon meant when he said, " The grasshopper is a burden."
Mr Michael M'Ccrmack is a railway messenger and lives in Mullingar, County Westmeath, Ireland. In June, 1890, he was taken ill. His mouth tasted foul and coppery, his stomach was sour and dead, and when he forced down a little food he felt so much distress and pain after it that he was sorry he hadn't let it alone and gone hungry. Besides this there were pains wandering through his chest, back, and sides, hurting him, biting here and there like ugly dogs loose jn a town. His head swam with dizziness and he couldn't go to his work. All his ambition and energy were gone out of him, and he would scarcely have exerted himself even if he had been suddenly promoted from the position of messenger to that of Btation-master of the biggest station on the railway.
" After a while," he goes en to say, " a dull heavy pain struck me in the hack, so I couldn't stoop over. What t suffered from this and the other things put together, I have no words to describe. I bad six months of it, and it was like six years. In such a case a man takes medicines ; all he is told about. This I did, wi'hout getting any good from them, and I got weaker and weaker. Everything was a trouble to me ; I couldn't bear ihings I used to think nothing of. •• In December, 1890, just before Christmas it was, I first heard of Mother Seigel's Syrup and what it had done in cases like mine. I got it from Mr Bogers' Drug Stores, and before I had used all of it I felt wonderfully better ; and by keeping on with ij; a short time every pain and ache went out of me, and I was able to go about my work as well as ever I was in my life." Those facts are vouched for by H. Rogers, Esq,, Town Commissioner, Mullingar, Now, what made messenger M'Cormack's nerves so sensitive, and his life so miserable for six months. Indiges-
tion and dyspepsia ; the same detest* able malady that does the same ill turn for millions of others, men and women
of ail suits and conditions. Plenty of them will read this true and simple Btory, and our opinion is — founded on tbe best of proofs— that if they try the remedy which cared M'Cormack they will come out of it as happily as he did. Bat the sooner the better.
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Tuapeka Times, Volume XXV, Issue 1978, 8 March 1893, Page 6
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