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HE CAME HOME TO DIE.

One day in December, 1888, a British transport vessel arrived at Gosport. Only a brief look was needed to assure tho spectator that she had made the long voyage from India. Thera were soldiers on board; eomo on leave of absence to visit home, and others so worn and wasted that it was plain to see why they were come back from the East to the dear old Island. Of these poor fellowß a few were able to go on to their lriends, while others were just strong enough to bear the journey to the Navy Yard Hospital.

Among the latter was one to whom wo will introduce the reader. — You would have fancied him, to have been about thirty years of age, yet tho vigour and elasticity of youth wero missing.— Disease had done the work of time, and it was but tho wreck of a man that entered tho Hospital doora that day. It was a matter for wonder that ho lived to reach an English port.

Several months later, by ace'dent, the writer of these lines heard that soldier's story from his own lips, and here it is substantially in his own words. "In the year 1883," he said, " I enlisted in Her Majesty's 51st Regiment and was soon ordered out to India, where 1 arrived on the following Christmas; and left there for Burmah Oct. 6th, 1886, wheie I remained eighteen months, being present at Mandalay when King Theebaw surrendered to our troops. Here my good health began to give way. At first I had a sinking feeling at the pit of the stomach, and was so dull and drowsy I could Boarcely keep up. I had pain ia the right side and under the shoulder blades. My spirits were depressed and everything seemed aad and melancholy. I couldn't eat, and lay in bed sleepless night after night till I was almost wild for lack of rest. My Bkin and eyes turned yellow, as is so common with Europeans in India : my tongue was badly coated, feet cold and clammy, stomach sick and upset, vomiting, and constant diarrhoai. Ia this bad form I lay in bed for four months in 1887.

Both tho .Regimental doctor and a doctor of the Indian Government said I was suffering from dysentry. I was woak as a baby, and passed nothing but slime from the bowels. No treatment availed to stop the diarrhoea, which was fast draining the life out of me. Finally I was sent homo, and arrived at Goßport in Deo. 1888, where I lay in the Hospital until Feb., 1889, when I was Uncharged as incurable, and placed in the Army Kesorve.

" I returned to Warboys.in Huntingdonshire (my home), and tried to work. But it was impossible. I was so emaciated that old acquaintances did not at first recognise me. Then they said, ' Hodson, you needn't trouble to buy any more clothes, Tho only suit you'll require will be a wooden box.' "

"After eating, only a little, I was obliged to hurry away from the table because of the terrible griping, gnawing pains in the stomach and bowels. My father and mother were alarmed, and I consulted a doctor at Warboys, but what he gave roe had no good effect.

" At last it was MrNicholl, the Chemist, of Warboys (now of Croydonj who said to me, ' Hodson, you had better try Mothor Seigel's Curative Syrup.' On this I bought a bottle and used it, but I couldn't see it did any good. Mr Nicholl said, ' Try it again. I have such confidence in it that I will give you the second bottlo free of charge.'

He did so, and before I had taken the half of the second bottle I began to feel relief. This was pneouraging, and I procured the third bottle. Before I bad finished it I was so much improved that I was asked to go back to work. But I was afraid to risk it, and Baid, No ; wait till I have used three bottles more, for thiß Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup is doing for me what no medicine in India or England has done yet —it is healing me from tho very depths where I was ill and dying. So, as you may suppose, I kept right along with Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup until the fifth bottlo was gone. Then I presented myself to the astonished people of Warboyj as robust, strong, and well, as I was when I first entered the army. — I returned to my work.and my comrades looked upon me as one risen from tlie dead. With eyes full of wonder they asked, ' What has done thiß for you ?' and" I answered ' I owe my life and health to Mother Seigel's Cnrativo Syrup, and am willing that everybody in England should hear mo say so.' I have never lost an hour's work since, and will gladly reply' to letters of enquiry.— John Hodson, Warboys, Huntingdonshire. Mr Hodson's real disease was indigestion and dysoopsia, caused by cbango of olirnute, food, and habits. The diarrhoea was one of its symptoms — Nature's effort to get rid of the poisonous matters in the stomach and bowels. Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup cured the digestive malady, and the symptoms vanished ns a necessary consequence But our friend did not get tho right and only remedy a day too soon.

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Wanganui Herald, Volume XXV, Issue 7426, 30 May 1891, Page 3

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HE CAME HOME TO DIE. Wanganui Herald, Volume XXV, Issue 7426, 30 May 1891, Page 3

HE CAME HOME TO DIE. Wanganui Herald, Volume XXV, Issue 7426, 30 May 1891, Page 3

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