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Woodville Examiner, Volume XXI, Issue 3571, 29 June 1903, Page 4

B. B. B. B. TTIOXJB "r’u” easily remembered, and well worth remembering. They mesn a good deal to many sufferers in the community, for they represent in an abbreviated form a great truth—- “ Rheumo Revels in Relieving Rheumatism. *’ Here you have it in a single sentence all that need be told of Rheumo, the rest must be left to your experience after a trial. Rheumo is a medicine to be swallowed in prescribed doses, and every dose that is swallowed goes to the affected parts, kills the pain, removes the swelling, and eliminates the excess of uric acid. Rheumo is the best solvent of uric acid and phosphatic sediment. “ Rheumo Conquers Rheumatism ” —it cures to stay cured. Sold by all chemists and stores at 2s 6d and 4s 6d £££] bottle.

Train Arrangements i

The following is the existing timetable in force on the Government railways at the local station : Departures— For Palmerston N. and Wanganui at 9.45 a.m., and 2.40 p.m. For Palmerston only at 6.50 p.m. For Napier at 6.5 a.m., 2.29 p.m. and 2.45 p.m. For Dannevirke at 6.5 a.m., 2.29 p.m. and 2.45 p.m. and 6.40 p.m. For Waipukurau at 6.6 a.m., 9.45 a.m., 2.29 p.m. and 2.45 p.m. For Masterton and Cross Creek at 6 a.m., 1.10 p.m., 2.10 p.m., and 3.6 p.m. For Masterton only at 6.45 p.m. For Wellington, Government Line, at 1.10 p.m., and 2.10 p.m. For Wellington via Manawatu, Company’s line at 2.40 p.m.

The Unlucky Boy is always getting his fingers burnt, his hand cut or his shoulder sprained. His parents should keep a bottle of Chamberlain’s Pain hialm in the house. This is a liniment of superior merit. One application gives relief. Try it. D. B. Harris sells it. j3O

Two Per Cent off my Life.

It was in a court of justice adjoining the hideously gloomy prison of Newgate, a point at which the misery and crime of London have for centuries been focussed. A young man, scarce past boyhood, stood before the late Lord Chief Justice Coleridge, charged with embezzlement. He was a bright, intelligent youth somewhat better educated than the average English clerk, but not clever enough to make one sovereign do the work of five, so he had embezzled his employer’s money in order to live according to his taste. The employer objected, hence the scene of which we have a vivid recollection. After reading him a fatherly lecture, the eminent judge sentenced the delinquent to two years’ imprisonment. “Two years!’’ exclaimed the convict, as he was led away. Two per cent, off my life, if I live for a hundred years!” Yes, two years makes a distinct notch in the .life of even a centenarian; and then, you see, very few of us can reasonably hope to become centenarians, which makes the matter worse. Notwithstanding the benefits conferred upon humanity by onr marvellously improved sanitary arran-Z'-raems, modern habits and custom,-. dot.’t on the whole tend towards increased length of life. It is, therefore imp(.;a-ive that everyone should as diligently watch that he loses no time by transgressing the laws of health as it is that he should avoid transgressing the laws of the land: for the first of these transgressions is responsible for a vastly larger amount of lost time than can be ascribed to the second. “ After suffering from indigestion for over two years I was completely cured by Mother Seigel’s Syrup in five weeks.” Thus writes Miss Helena Easton, of 50, ''acific. street, Newcastle, N.S.W., on October 21, 1902. Miss Easton is a young lady of about twenty-six summers just at that golden period of life which cannot be abbreviated by two years, or even two months, without inspiring infinite regret. ’ Miss Easton continues: “In the summer of 1898, when residing in Auburn Street, Goulburn (of which city I am a native), I first became conscious that mv health was giving way. My appetite left me, and*! felt languid, weak, and nervous. The little food 1 ate oausedidreadful pains in the chest and stomach, to say nothing of many other distressing symptoms. A doctor whom J consulted informed me that my complaint was acute indigestion; but his treatment did me no good whatever. The efforts of of a second doctor being equally futile, I took a great variety of patent medicines, which in turn were recommended to me by various friends. But I did not find that any of them did me the least good. And so for two years I grew paler, thinner and feebler. I never went out, but moped about the hofise ail day, dull and listless, the slightest effort being painful to me. Noise, or excitement of any kind, would cause my heart to palpitate violently, after which it would almost cease to beat. “ While I was in this miserable condition a lady friend, Mrs W. Cook, came from Sydney to spend with us the Christmas holidays of 1900. This lady persuaded me tb try Mother Seigel’s Curative gyrnp, at ibe same time asserting that she knew severs! persons who had derived great benefit from it, and that she was sure it was the only thing that would do me good. I accepted her advice, and acting upon it found that in a surprisingly short space of time—before indeed I I had finished the second bottle—Mother Seigel’s Curative Syrup had wrought a change in my condition and appearance which nothing else had been able to effect. I could eat and sleep; the heart trouble disappeared ; and J recovered all my old-time capacity for work and the p'easnres of life At this distance of lime, I entertain no doubt whatever that my cure is absolutely permanent."