HOW A GOOD SHIP WAS LOST.

Western Star, Issue 1539, 25 February 1891, Page 1 (Supplement)

HOW A GOOD SHIP WAS LOST.

On the night of October 27th, 1842, the good ship “ Mary Compton,” of Bristol, England, was struggling with a fearful gale off the coast of North America. The wind blew furiously, but the weather was clear, and the Captain*expected every moment to get sight of the light, in the lighthouse on the ,Tron Eock Shoals. This lighthouse marked the entrance to the harbor. Once there, and they were safe. Sure of his position, he sailed on confidently. Eire minutes later the, ship struck with a fearful shock and went to pieces. Pour men, including the Captain' were saved. On reaching the, shore they found a strange tiling had happened. An enemy of the lighthouse keeper had bound him hand and foot and extinguished the light. i Souls, as well as ships, steer by the lights. Hope is the most important lighthouse in the world. What shall be said of the man who darkens itip the face of a slorm-tossed spirit ? “ You are beyond human aid.” These words were said by a physician to a woman who had come to consult bira. Admitting that he thought so, had he the right to say so? No; for he might be wrong—and ia any ease he had no business to put out the light. This woman had been ill for some time. In June, -1889, she was greatly alarmed, by her symptoms. Her heart palpitated, and she was so giddy she could scarcely stand. Her Head whirled “ and,” she said, “ all eels seemed to go into a cloud.” She bad lo hold herself up or sit down for fear of falling. She broke out in a sweat although gold as death, A dreadful cough racked her frame so that she could not lie down in bed and sleep. *“ I coul l scarcely crawl about the house, she saas “ I was so weak. I tried different ] remedies and medicines without avail. I went to the Dispensary at New Br,i|gate and asked the doctor to tell me the worst.’ His , answer was, ‘ I have mixed you some medicine, you can take it or leave it,’ I. took it for, three weeks, then gave up in despair. , “I talked with two other physicians. The ' last one said, * You (ire past human aid .’ . “My heart sink within me, for I had five j litt’e children, and my death would leave , them without a mother’s love and care. I 1 went home and criecl till I was sick. 1 had | no appetite and had lost flesh .ill I was thin j as a ghost ! ’ My mother came to see me and | di ■ not know me. My’skin was of a green 1 and yellow color, and when I ate anything it j seemed to stick in my throat. About this ] time J 0 mmencod vomiting, and what I threw 1 up was tinged with blood. Once I began to j vomit at nine o’clockok a Saturday morning ; and scarcely g t rest from it until Monday j morning. | “At this time I remembered that Mrs ! . Wilson, with whom I had formerly worked j in Crawford Mill, in East Street, Leeds j (whore I live, had been Ourod by Mother Heigel’s Curative Syrup. So I sent to Mr j Jesson’s, the Chemist, in Great G.rden street, v and got a bottle, A few doses stopped t'-e vomiting, and by degrees fro u day to day I felt hotter. Soon I could eat a dry crust, and bv the time- I had finished the second j bottlel hadlgot over all my bad symptoms 1 and was fas 1 - getting my strength back. I - am now (April, 1890) in belter health than | ever before in >ny life. . 1 '"l* should h.ve taken Mother Scigel s , Curative Syrup sooner, but ray husband was j ouf of work and we had only a trifle coming in from his club, but 1 thank God I did get , it at last, and it cured me, bad off as I was. | All my friends and neighbours know thef-icts \ T have related, and I will reply to any letters j of'enquiry.” (Signed), Mrs Awn Mills, 40, Broad Street, York Road, Leeds. Tins was a case of indigestion and dyspep- j sia with symptoms showing how far it had j ' affected the nervous system. A few months, or pissibly weeks more, and Mrs Mills would have no tale to tell. She did wrong to wait | on 6 hour for any reason, after having known j that Mother Seigel’s Curative Syrup had ‘ done for her friend Mrs Wilson. |