WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XVII, Issue 30, 15 November 1889, Page 31

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR.

My object in] writing is twofold : to express my gratitude for a great benefit, and to tell a short Btory which cannot fail to Interest the feelings of many others. It is all about myself, but I have remarked when a man tells the honest truth about himself he is all the hkely to be of use to his fellow creatures. To begin then, you Must I had long been more or less subject to attacks of bronchitis, a complaiatthat 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 evei had before. Itw as probably brought on by my catching cold, as we a^eall apt to do when we least expect it. Weeks passed by and my trouble proved to be very obstinate. It would not yield to medicine,|jand as I also began to have \inlens racking pains in my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed. I could not eat nor sleep. If I had been a feeble, sickld nan. I should have.thought leas strangely of it ; but as, on the contaary I was hearty ad robust, 1 feared some new and terrible thiug that had got hold of me, which might make my strength of no avail agnst it. Isay,tha" 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 lhat you are getting worse I" This so frightened my friendß, as well as myself, that they aid " Thomas, you i/iust go to tlw Hospital ; it may he your only shatwe for life 1" But I didn't want to jgo to the hospital. Who doiv-, when he thinks he can possibly get along without doing it? lam a labouring man with a large family depending on me for support, and I might almost as well be in my grave as to be laid on my back in a hospital uuabltj to lift a hand for months, or God only knows how long. Hight at tl lsljpoint I had a thought flash acioss my mind like a streak ofsumbine in a cloudy day, I had heard and read a good deal about Mother Seigei's Curative Syrup, aud 1 resolved, before consenting to be taken to the hospital, 1 would try that well-known remccty. On this 1 gave up the docioi'a medicine and began taking the Syrup. Mark the wonderful rtsult 1 1 had taken but three doses within twenty-four hours when 1 was seized^ith a fit of |cough ing aud threw up the phlegm and mucus oil my chest by the mouth* ful The Syrup had loosened and broken it up. Continuing with the Byrup, the racking pain, 'which 1 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 jand quiet. Then I felt hungry, with a natural appetite, and as I ate I Boon got strong and well. I felt I could leap through the air with delight. la a week I was able to go to my work again. It doesn't seem possible, yetitj is hue, and the neighbours know it. There are plenty of witnesses 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, 35, Ifarringdon road, London, K.C., England*