THE ENGINES OF SHIPS AND OF MEN.

Western Star, Issue 1577, 8 July 1891, Page 4

THE ENGINES OF SHIPS AND OF MEN.

In tlig month of March, tho great and beautiful steamship ’* O'ty of Paris, ” virile 0;> her voyage from New York to Liverpool, mot with an accident by which her engines were completely disabled, leaving her helpless on the sea. Bbo carried a large number of passengers. and great anxiety was fell concerning her in Europe and America. llow she was finally towed into Queenstown ITarbour will be remembered by the public. “Well, what of it ?” you say. “They afterwards found but how it happened, anti repaired the engines, and no lives were lost,’ Very true, but w ait a moment. Because yon never go to sea, do you think tho sadden destruc'ion of a ship’s engine has no lessor, for you ? How shortsighted men are! Did you ever lie on your bed at home, or on a cot in a hospital, helpless as a log ? What ailed you ? Seme disease. What is disease ? It is accident to your vital machinery. What’ do the doctors try to do for you ? T<> “ cure’ you. Yes, of course. Suppose we say “ repair ” you ; it■ comes to the same thing, for wo are'kept alive and going by certain organs or engines inside tho body. When (hey are out of order ant work badly, we arc ill ; when rhey stop, we die. Do you see the -for*e of t» e illustration ?

Sometimes a man’s machinery is never right from the hour of his birth. Here is a short storv one man tells about himself which will show what we mean. He says: “ One ship is never weak because another is, but a baby ciiay be wyak b cause i*s parents wore, or foinc of its; ancestors. It is spoken of in the family that when 1 was an infant, I did nothing bot sleep. Now, a healthy infant ought to..sleep most of the time, but not'all' the time. He should 1 laugh, play, cry, 'kick, and lake notice of thing. My mother was bothered about it, and saw the doctor, who said it. was owing to the sluggish sta'e of my liver. Nevertheless, I lived.and grew up millions of children do. But inherit®-., disease makes its mark sooner or later, according to circumstances. “ About five years.ago I began to feel bad. I didn’t know what was the matter with mo. I bad bad taste in my mouth, a slimy tongue and felt languid and tired, and had no ambition for work. My appetite failed, nod when I did out, under a sort of compulsion I had great pain after it. I went oa in t his way until the spring of 18S8, when 1 had a very severe attack, arc! was treated in Bartholomew’s. Hospital for some time. Jut 1 came out still weak, and a little later on I was so bad I broke down completely, and took to my bed. Matters now looked very serious for mo.

“ The first doctor who came to see me was not able to give any rc-lirf, and my people etched a nother, as my condition had become alarming. I got Worse, ami was in great agony. I had pains all over me, but more particularly in the bowels, where the pain was intense. The bowels were stopped, or constipated, and the doctor seemed puz/ded. One day he said, ‘ I cannot account for your condition.’ I now began .o think «h t was best to be done. Yet what could Ido ? “ I had beard of a medicine called Mother Scigel’s Curative Syrup which was said to ho ■i most remarkable cure for deop-seated and chronic complaints whore all other remedies were unavailing, but I had never tried it, and why should 1 believe in it? Ye) how strangely we arc sometimes led into paths we have never travelled before !

“ About this lime I picked up a newspaper ■and read of a case similar to my own that had been cured—so the writer said—by Mothr Seigel’s Syrup. I decided to risk it, and sent over to Mr Dyer, the chemist, in Acre Lane, West Briston, and got a bottle, and in ten minutes after taking the first dose I felt relief. “lu my excitement and satisfaction I declared This is the right thing ! “ After taking six bottles I found myself in perfect health. lam a now man. 1 never was in better health in my life, and all the members of my family think of my cure as all the more wonderful owing to my having suffered with liver complaint from my infancy. I will gladly answer any ir.qiibies about Mother Seigel’s Syrup, and what it did for me.” (Signed) W Goldspink, 12G, Acre Lane, Brixton, and 39, t'cehlrook Street, Pimlico. Mr Goldspink is a poik butcher, md is will known and highly respected. In addition to his inherited weakness of the liver he suffered from deep-seated indigestion and dyspepsia, with an acute attack of constipation, a dangerous and often fatal complication. For this almost universal .malady —often mistaken for other diseases—Seigel’s Syrup is the only remedy to be relied open. Look in the papers and read the testimony cf witnesses from John O’G.-oils to Land’s End