DO THOU LIKEWISE.

Western Star, Issue 1968, 5 December 1894, Page 3

DO THOU LIKEWISE.

When one sets a candle in a window on n dark night he never can toll how many lost and bewildere 1 travelers it may guide on their w>iy. I once knew a dear old lady who habitually did it on i very dark uiftht. The road that passed her houae was always for■aken and lonesome enough, and h.vusos were far apart. So, on the general principle of goodwill to men, she placed her cand c ii< a sort of projecting window, where it would shine both ways and do (he most. good. She is dead and pone now, but 1.1 us hope tint h.r family keeps up thu custom Te> bs sure

if brought her many a strange guest, yet, she did wlmt she ri'>uld for them, and never gr> mbled—piy or no pay. A year or two ago a little book was printe 1 containing an account by Mr. John Hodson, of Wiirboys, Hunt?, of the way he was cured of a was ing diseise by Mother Seiaal's Curative Syrup—3<vmip;ai fc contracted in Tri.tii where Mr. Hodson was once a solli r in the British Army. This candle if Hodnon s beamed hopefully in ah directions, and others, its ra>»

fell upon the eyes of 4 wjuian who n: ede» light at that particular <inie. H«>w it c.rue she tells in a letter, from whicn we nuote the following : " I was," i-he Miy, 1884, wlien 1 ha lan atta k of gastric

■jver, winch Li'fc mn low and reji'le. I hud a bad laste in t « idou.il', and after everything I ate I had grpat pain in the chest hii.i sides, and also dreadfu 1 pain at the back and between the shoulder-blades, and a s;n«ing feeling at the pit of-t'le stomach. My legb trembluu an 1 shook under me, so I could not walk out. Indeed, .t was as much as I < ould do to get across the fl. or. A dry, hacking cough set in and t]nok we very uiu.'i-, and 1 lost a deal of sleep. " A I grew wetiku I w.ts confined to my *ied more and n.ore, and my daught is were oblijed to take my placo in doing lhe housework. A dooior ai/tended ni« fur over a year. He trio J fir.it one kind of medicine and fcuen anothe, but none of them helped me. At the'end of •"•he year the doctor said he could do no more for me, and rt'eemmende d ma 83 a last- resort to tiy change of of air. " I haJ got to despair of ever getting better when a boou was sent to meful of statements from different people, telling h»w Uiey h- w b"on made well ul vau'oii* complaints by using Mother Seigel's Curative Hvrup, aud I read of a young man living at Warboys, near me, having been cured in a marvellous inur.n- r by t is medicine. 1 got a bottle from Messrs. Palmor aad Chemist*, Itainsey, and after I had taken it a week I felt relief and gained strength. All my pain left me, and I have never looked behind me sime. I take an occasional done of the Syrup and keep in excellent healtli. I give up full permission to use this ie ter as yu think fit. Yours truly, (signeJ) Sarah Mason. Ramsey Heights, Ramsey, Hunts, Jauuarj 27th, 1892." What better use could w<- possibly put hh ladj's letter to than to pub'ish it? In his way it has fallen into iho present reader's* ands, and may turnout to be a can. lie in the window to show him refuga aud bluslter be t-ide fome long and gloomy path. A word more on this very point. It is not a m-itter of choice wheather we are to help one another: We are obliged and bound t) dj "o by every consideration of morality and utility. Humanity is like the body of one man : if :i single part is neglected the rest must pay the pe; a ty. Therefore sat o-indles in windows. If, Cor ins ance, Mother Smgel's Curative Syrup has '"O ie you gooJ, say so, publish i;, m.ke it kn -wn. Othsrs near you m*y be groap ng in darkness.

And it is a 1! the mjro a subject of rc_j'»i- ing that tliis remedy, as in ike above <ase, conquers indigestion and dyspepsia, because that ctfinplai'.t it whis icli clouds the sua for millions on Life's hard read.