THEORY OF THE FLAMING SWORD.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXII, Issue XV, 15 April 1899, Page 504

THEORY OF THE FLAMING SWORD.

‘Ah, talk of blessings! What a blessing is digestion! To digest. Do you know what it means? It is to have the sun always shining and the shade always ready for you. It is to l>e met by smiles and greeted with kisses. ‘lt is to hear sweet sounds, to sleep with pleasant dreams, to be touched ever by gentle, soft, cool hands. It is to be in Paradise. ‘There came a great indigestion upon the earth and it was called a deluge. All the evil comes from this. Macbeth could not sleep; it was the supper, not the murder. His wife talked and talked; it was the supper again. Milton had a bad digestion, and Carlyle must have had the worst digestion in the world. Ah! to digest is to be happy! ’ There!—how does that strike you for a burst of eloquence? I quote from Trollope. If there is anything wrong about the theology you must hold him responsible. As for its physiology and pathology (pardon all these ‘ologies’) I can answer for the correctness of these two. And so can millions of people besides me. They speak of the curse of indigestion continually in every language; they groan and writhe under it in every land and climate. ‘For many years,’ says one of this innumerable army of martyrs. ‘1 was obliged to bear as best I could the torments of indigestion. My appetite was practically destroyed. 1 ate, of course, because one must eat or die! but after meals I had great pain at the chest and around the sides.

Sleep almost forsook my pillow, and naturally I was tired and exhausted. Sometimes better and then worse, but never free from pain and illness. 1 lived on with little or no hope of getting well. It is hardly necessary to say that I had medical treatment, yet no - real l>enefit resulted from it. Happily at this time Mother Seigel’s Syrup was brought to my notice, and so strongly commended that I laid aside other medicines, which were doing me no good, and began using this one only.

Tn a short time I realised a great improvement; food agreed with me ami I gained strength. A little later—continuing to take the syrup regularly as directed —the pains at the stomach, sides and chest wholly ceased and 1 have not felt them since. My im gestion was cured at last, and I enjoyed the blessing of health. My son. who suffered severely from rheumatism has been relieved by Mother Seigel’s Syrup as by nothing else he ever tried. In gratitude I give you full permission to publish my letter should you desire.’ (Signed) (Mrs) Ann Barker, Field Lane, Braughing, Ware, Herts.. Oct, 7th, 1898. It was a fortunate circumstance for Mrs Sarah Gell, of Melchbourne, Bedfordshire. that one day she had a personal talk with Mr Smith, the butcher at Uushden. He told the lady that in his opinion if she went on suffering from indigestion and asthma (one of its consequences) is would be because she neglected to use Mother Seigel’s Syrup. ‘And,’ said Mr Smith, ‘I speak from knowledge.’ She had been ill with this abominable ailment for many years, and had spent time and money in unavailing efforts to obtain relief.

Acting on Mr Smith’s advice, Mrs Gell began using this remedy at once, and tells the outcome in a letter of which we have room for the conclusion only: —

T was better almost immediately, and was soon as well and healthy as one could wish to be. Now I keep “Mother Seigel” in the house and it never fails to help us when needed for any passing complaint.’ (Signed) Sarah Gell, Oct. Sth, 1898.

Judging from the force of his comment on the disease, I should say Mr

Trollope knew something al>out indigestion from experience. Most literary people do. To them, and to all other victime. I confidently commend the best remedy yet found —Mother Seigel’s Syrup.