"WHY HE NEVER LOOKED BEHIND HIM."

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XX, Issue 25, 8 April 1892, Page 31

"WHY HE NEVER LOOKED BEHIND HIM."

" After this 1 never looked behind me" This is a very common expression. What do people mean by it ? Lot's wife looked behind her and was changed into a pillar of salt A locomotive driver in America looked behind him one day last suml mer and so didn't see an open drawbridge in front of him. Hence a wreck and great loss of life. A man in London failed to look behind him and was run down by a hansom. Wnat shall we do as a ml« ? Look behind us or not ? * ruie '

We introduce a man who says he never looked behind him— after a certain time. How are we to take his meaning? Why h» letting him explain it. ° *• v*u * He goes on to say that in one day in February, 1890 he was suddenly seized with dizziness and pain in the head Like all healthy people, nnder similar circumstances, he didn't know what to make of it. He says be felt strange and queer, he shivered as thoturh the weather bad suddenly turned cold, and then flushed with the heat as though it had turned hot again. What ailed him 1 His doctor Baid he was attacked with influenza, and ordered him to bed. He went to bed. A few days later the fever left him but the illness did not. It merely assumed another form. Hi* toneue looked like a piece of brown leather, and bis skin and the whites of his eyes became yellow, like old parchment. We must all eat to live but when tbis man tried to eat, the food went againsi him and after he had swallowed it by main force, it caused snch pain in the chest side, and stomach that he wished he had let it alone. Then his heart began to palpitate, and ho says he fait low, languid, and tired Ha had what he calls a sinking feeliDg at the pit ot the stomach and a craving which nothing satisfied.

Being unable to take anything but liquid food he grew weak so weak that he was barely able to walk. Then his heart troubled him once more, and. to quote his own words, "As I sat in my chair I could hear my heart thumping as if somebody was pounding me on the back.

Thia showed that the heart had too much work on hand and was struggling under it like a horse trying to carry two men » I co t very little 6leep at night," he says, " and would lie awake for hours tossing about on the bed." This sort of thiog is very wearing and wearenotsurpris°dto learn that he lost flesh until little was left of him but skin and b^ne. "My cheeks," he says, " sank in uitil they were almost drawn together, and people shook their heads and predicted that my time in this world was neatly up. Still I had all coofi lence in my physician and kept on taking his medicine. From first to last I took 80319 forty or fifty bottles of it (of all kinds) without benefit.

" Finally one day the doctor sounded my lungs and asked me if any of our family died of consumption. He siid that the heart Dal pitation was caused by dyspepsia. Then he said I had better take farther advice ; he could do no more for me. Thiß was after nine months of bis treatment. I gave up all hopes of getting bet er and indeed, no one expected me to. ' '

"It was winter again, December, 1890. Oae day I found a little book or pamphlet in the house, that I had never pi-en before It was about a medicine called Mother Seigel'e Syrap, and described a case like mine having been cured by it. Without going into all my hoDes and fears on the point, it is enough to say that I got a bottle from Mr Kirkham, chemist, Ellerby Lane. I took the contents of that bottle and certainly felt a little better. I took a second and beeaa to eat solid food, which agreed with me. B

" After this I never looked behind me, though my recovery was a work of time, fjr I was very much reduced. I stuck to the medicine aod with good reason, and at last got back to my work, strong and well, and have remained so ever since. When I went back to the works the foreman and others gathered round me and asked what had wrought the wonderful change. I answered, " Mother Seigel's SyruD had wrought it." When I said I wished to start work they told ma I mast first be examined by a doctor. The doctor said I was fit for work, and I went to work the next morning and have never lost a minute since.

" I wish others to know what Seigel's Syrup has done for me and I give the proprietors permission to publiab this brief account of mv cate. lam a cloth prusser by trade, and have worked at Messrs Herf worth and Sons, Clay Pit Lane, for four years. Harrev Aaknw 9 Back Timber Place, EUerby Lane, Leeds," y Aa * ew » 2