THROUGH ST. MARTIN'S WINDOW.

Western Star, Issue 1548, 28 March 1891, Page 3 (Supplement)

THROUGH ST. MARTIN'S WINDOW.

Uexis St. Martin was a Canadian trapper. Many jears ago, while out hunting, he received a gunshot wound in his abdomen. This finally healed in such a slranga way aa to leave an opening into the stomach, with a thin skin over it almost as clear as a pane of glass. Nothing so remarkable hnd ever happened before Through this window, by the aid of strong light thrown into it, the doctors could see what°went on inside his stomash. So the poor trapper's bad luck proved to be good luck for the r<?st of mankind. Now kt us fee how we can avail ourselves of the knowledge thus obtained. There is a postman bv the name of Frederick Green, who Jives at Martin's Road, Shortlands, Kent. Speaking of an oc-asion about two years ago, he latelv sid : " I.could'nt eat meat without experiencing great paiu." What ailed Mr Green.? _ When the doctors looked into St. Martin s stomach just after he had eaten a meal, they observed that a liquid of a light yellow colour, was thrown in great quantities from the lining of the stomach in among th" food. Then they noticed that the whole mass organ to turn round and round aa milk does in a revolving chum. When this process was over, in an hour or two, there was nothing to he seen except a grey fluid which looked like broth or soup. The doctors also took note of the fact that w en St. Martin ate much meat the stomach required a longer time and seemed to labor harder to turn it into the broth-like fluid. Thenagian thero were times when >he light yellow liquid hardly came forth at all, the stomach .moved, or churned, slowly, and the food lay in St. Martin's body until it became rancid, putrid and fcour. At euch times he complained of feeling ill and si«k and suffe ing much p-iiu. If not soon relieved his skin turned a copperish hue, a nauseating acid arose into bis morlh, his head ached and grew hot, he had sharp pains in different parts of his body, the kidney secretion was thick and high coloured, he slept badlv, couldn't work, and was lowspirited, restless and uneasy. What he suffered from was indigestion. which, long enough continued, becomes chronic dyspepsia and uervous prostration. # Now let us see how it fared with our friend Mr Green, the posiman. He goes on to say : «' When I drew my breath it was like a knife running through my chest. My appetite was bad, and I fell away to nothing.—As I have to walk twentv miles a day in the discharge of my duties, I found the work in my weak state was killing me by inches, Before I was taken ill I was - a strong, healthy man, and did my work with ease and pleasure. Finallv I had to go on the sick list, and was attended by a physician for a fortnight, but I felt none the better. There was a load on my chest, and when I »te an j thing the fool lay on ray stomach like a ton of lead. " One day my wife s id to me : ' Frederick my mother used to suffer the way you do, and she always found relief by laking Mother SeigeFs Curative Syrup. Why don't youlry it ?' After some persuasion I ?ave up doctoring and got a bottle of ' SeigeFs.' and begun. The first few doses made me feel better. I stuck to Mother SeigeFs Curative Syrup, an in a few weeks I got strong and went back to my work. I have never ailed anyfhino since, and for my recovery I have to Jhank God and Mother SeigeFs Curative vrup." *Mr Gre n has been posiman in the Shorlknds district for fifteen year.', and bears an excellent character. If there had been a Window in his slon.acb, his physician and friends might have observed t'ie same trouble that occasionally appeared in the case of St. Martin.