WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XVI, Issue 15, 3 August 1888, Page 31

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR. Mt object in writing is twofold : to express my gratitnde for a great benefit, and to tell a short story which cannot fail to interest the feelings of many others. It is all about myself, but I have remarked that when a man tells the honest truth about himself he is all the more likely to be of use to his fellow creatures. To begin then, you must 1 had long been more or less subject to attacks of bronchitis, a complaint that you are aware is very common in Great Britain in certain seasons of the year. Some months ago I had a very severe turn of it, worse, I think, than I ever had before. It was probably brought on by my catching cold, as we are all apt to do when we least expect it. Weeks passed by, and ray trouble proved to be very obstinate. It would not yield to medicine, and as I also began to have violent racking pains in my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed. I could neither eat nor sleep. If I bad been a feeble, Bickly man, 1 should have thought less strangely, of it ; but afl, on the contrary, I was hearty and robust, I feared some new and terrible thing had got hold of me, which might make my strength of no avail •gainst it. I say, tha f was the way I thought. Presently, I could not even lie down for the pain all over my body. I asked my doctor what he thought of my condition, and he frankly said, "I am sorry to have to tell you that you are getting worse !" This so frightened my friends, as well as myself, that they said " Tlumt.3, you must ge to tJie Hospital ; it may be your only chance for life 1" But I didn't want to go to the hospital. Who does, when he thinks be can possibly get along without doing it 1 lam a labouring man, with a large family depending ou me for support, and I might almost as well be in my grave »s to be laid on my back in a hospital unable to lift a hand for months, or God omly knows bow long. Bight at this point I had a thought flash across my mind like a streak of sunshine in a cloudy day. I had heard and read a good deal about Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and I resolved, before consenting to b© taken to the hospital, I would try that well-known remedy. On this I gave up the doctor's medicine and began taking the Syrup. Mark the wonderful result 1 I had taken but three doies within twenty-four hours when I waa seized with a fit of coughing, and threw up the phlegm and mucus off my chest by the mouthful. The Syrup had loosened and broken it up. Continuing with the Syrup, the racking pain, which I behve came from the bitter and poison humours in my blood and joints, soon left me^entirely, and I felt like going to sleep, and I did sleep sound and quiet. Then I felt hungry, with a natural appetite, and as I ate I soon got Btrong and well. I felt I could leap through tlie air with delight. In a week I was able to go to my work again. It doesn't saem possible, yet it is true, and the neighbours know it. There are plenty of witneeses to prove it. And, therefore, when I preach the good news of the great power of Seigel's Syrup to cure paain and disease far and wide, nobody will wonder at me. Thomas Canning. 75 Military-road, Canterbury, Kent. Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup is for sale by all chemists and medicine vendors ; and by the Proprietors, A. J. White, Limited, 25 Farringdon-road, London, E.C., England.