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Woodville Examiner, Volume XXI, Issue 3573, 3 July 1903, Page 4

A- Time of Suffering (: AND ADVERSITY.

■‘As Thin as a Rake.” The Case of Mr. J. HOLMES, (By a Special Reporter ,) Most people who live in Archhill, Auckland, are acquainted with Mr, James Holmes, who resides in Jamesstreet of that suburb. A reporter recently paid a visit to Mr. Holmes, who at once entered into conversation on an interesting subject, which is subjoined for the enlightenment of those seeking information. I have heard, Mr. Holmes,” said the scribe, “that you have had a great deal of adversity in your time ?” “That is so, particularly in regard to my health. * Fuliy eignteen months passed over, my head without freedom from pain and suffering. If my constitution had not been of the best, I'm sufea I would not have been alive to-day t« tell the tale. I was nearly dead as a result, of a violent attack of dyspepsia. Other ills arose from this complaint, the whole lot form ug a formula Pie combination of health-destroying eviiS.” “I think you are able to give a lucid outline of your illness if you will be so kind ?” "Most willingly. I am only too thankful to be able to accede to your request, and in doing so I may be doing good to the community at largo. I have been in the best of health during the past two years, so that will make it tmvc and a half years ago since ray illness struck me down. The disease came cn by degrees, although when I found myself getting lazy, as it were, at work,'l did not suspect that a dangerous enemy was silently attacking my internal organs with such unmerciful vengeance. I felt relax *d and fidgety, and could not make up my mind to do anything. 1 found myself looking at things without really seeing them. A kind of jaded, listless, broken-down feeling which is hard to clearly describe took hold of me; but 1 was soon shaken up by sharp pricking pains between tho shoulders, which used to twitch as if somebody w:n tugging at my nerves. I could not k\ down in bed at night on account ofthw pains, as they were terribly severe-a m provoking when in that position. It i> needless to say, in view of this fact, that I got but sleep, many a night having passed without an hour’s slumber.”

“No wonder you were worn out and jaded.” •Ton’re right,' although I must admit that sometimes I sank into oblivion for aoout a couple of hours, but I always woke up with a start, like one awake i ing from a nightmare, ami teen I r mv get any mor • sleep that ni. \\ :;en I got out of bod 1 felt depress, c.i in spirits, and qu te overcome by a fee! mg of lost energy and overpowering weariness. Every morning dawned witii a sensation of sickness and a disinclination to oat, am! when 1 did manage tn masticate a little light food it lay on n;v j chest iii a heavy lump. The feeling r[ ! su location which resulted was ’most'll is- j tres'-.ing, and sometimes' I was in y.m.i pain that I moaned in agony. After a w!i ie 'he food turned sour and ferment-j ed, then a change in tee form of wind;- I spasms came on. My heart was badly I affected in some way, and it used to beat so rapidly that I thought I would j die. Volley after volley of wind T | belched from my stomach, and I proved I a disagreeable nuisance to myself am! ! everybody else when the belching was going on. f My face boro a yellowish colour, besides being frigliT-fuliy thin. Indeed, I did not like looking at myself, especially when my eyes lost their brightness and bore a dull, vacant stare. Such a dreadful dry, bitter taste was continually in my mouth, the tongue also being thick and dirty. I feel in- [. dined to expectorate every j-.ijuo J think ' of it. My' appearance resembled that 1 of a walking ghost, as I was as thin as a rake.” proportionately weak?” n eak is no name for it. I was so J, weak that I could not walk. Unceasing [ blinding headaches tortured me oxter- ; nally, so did the harassing pains which j appeared in my loins and under the .. ribs. _ I was giddy and faint on making p the slightest effort to move about, he- a sides being troubled with floating specks before the eyes. Then my appetite ■>_ died clean away, Nicely-cooked fish {meat was entirely one of the question), milk foods—in fact, any kind of delicacy could not arouse £ feeling of hunger, (lie eight of everything only making me more weary and irritable. My exist- c «noo was unbearable. 1 cannot imagine I

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