STRUCK DOWN IN BURMAH.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XIX, Issue 28, 10 April 1891, Page 31

STRUCK DOWN IN BURMAH.

Bbethovbn composed music he was too deaf to hear, and the fastest steam craft in the world was built (both bull and machinery) by an American who has been perfectly blind for many years. Nevertheless the one would have been the better for hia hearing and the otbk j r for bis sight. A soldier may be a model of patriotism and courage, but of wbat use is he in an army if he cannot carry a musket ?

Allow us to illustrate the point by a short story Mr. John Hodson was born at Warboys, in Huntingdonshire. Wben he was twentyfive years old he took work as a navvy under the great railway contractors, Messrs. Lucas, Aire, Sons, and Co.: of Westminster, and remained under them seven years. He then enlisted in Her Majesty's 51st Regiment and went with it to India in 1883. He assisted in the fiurmah Expedition in 1885-6, and was at Mandalay when King Theebaw surrendered. With this explanation we will now let Mr. Hodson tell his own tale. He says :— After reaching Shorebo I began to feel badly, I bad a sinking sensation at the pit of the stomach ani was so drowsy I could scarcely hold my head up. 1 had pain in my right side and under the shoulder blades, lo9t my spirits and took a gloomy view of everything, I could Deither eat nor Bleep. I lay in bed awake night after ngbt. My liver was perfectly torpid, skin and eyes yeliow, tongue oadly coated, heart irregular, no appetite, cold extremit.es, sickness, vomiting and an incessant diarrhoia. With these symptoms I was in bed four months in the year 1887. In the hospital I was treated by the Regimental physician, and was visited by Dr. Bell, of the Indian Government, who said I was suffering from dysentery. I became so weik I could hardly stand and passed nothing but slime from the bjwels No treatment availed to stop the diarrrcei. Finally I was sent home and arrived at Gosporc i > D:c, 1888, and was tiansterrtd to tbe hospital there until Feb. 1889, when 1 was discharged as incurable and placed in the army lieserve. Ire urned to Warboye, and feeling a trifle better, ti ltd to work. But I soon had to give up. I became sj thin that people who hal known me fnr years did not recognise me. My old friends and mites s;»id ' Hodson, you needn't trouble to buy any more clothes to wear in this world. Tim next suit you'll want will be made of wood.'

Still, I ate something, of course, but it gave me no strength. After eating I was often obliged to leave the table hurriedly, so severe were tbe griping, gnawing pains that seized me. My father and mother were alarmed at my condition. I consulted a physician at Warboys, who gave me some medicine, which, however, made no impression upon my complaint. I then weut to Mr. Nicholl, the chemist of Warboya (now of Croydon*), who said, " You had better try Mother Seigel'a Curative Syrup." I got a bottle and took it, but it seemed to have no effect. Mr. Nicholl said " Try it again ; I have such confidence in it that I will give you tbe second bottle free of charge."

He tad so, and balore I had taken the ha f of the second bottle I bi'gm to feel better. I got a third bottle, and before I had finished it I had so much improved that 1 was asked to go back to my work. But I was afraid, and said, " No ; wait till I have used three bottles more, for this wonderful medicine is doing what nothing else in Inlia or England haa been able to do — it is lieailing ma from the very depths wliere I >vas ill and dying."

I kept on with Mother Seigel, and indee 1 a Mother she truly is to the suffering. The fitth bottle wag gone n list and I presented myself to the astonished people of Warb yj as robu9t, strong, and well as ever I was in all my life. Ire v ued to my work, and my comrades looktd upon me as one risen from tfie dead. " What has done this for you?" they asked with wondering eyes. ' I owe my life and health to Mother Saigel's Curative Syrup," I answered, " and I am willing all the world should hear me say so."

I have never lost an hour s work Binc j , and will gladly reply to any letters of enquiry addressed to Joha Hodsoa, Warboys, Huntingdonshire.

To the above true and faithful account of Mr. Hodson's experience it is only necessary to add a word of explanation. His real disease wa9 indigesiion and dyspepsia brought on by change of ciimite, babrs and f jod. The diarrhea i, of wh\ch he speaks, is (strangj as it may seem) an effect and symptom of prolonged and prevailing constipation. It is nature's last efforts to free the bowls of tneir temole and poisonous loa 1. In this crisis Mother Seigels Curative Syrup came to the rescue, aad not a day too soon.