"WHY HE NEVER LOOKED BEHIND HIM."

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XX, Issue 27, 22 April 1892, Page 29

"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 f 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 summer and so didn't see an open drawbridge in fiont of him. Hence a wreck aod gieat loss of life. A man in London failed to look behind him and was run down by a hansom. What shall we do as a rule ? Look behind us or not ? We introduce a man who says he never looked behind him after a certain time. How are we to take his meaning ? Why, by letting him explain it. 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, under similar circumstances, he didn't know what to make of it. He says he felt strange and queer, he shivered as though the weather had suddenly turned cold, and then flashed with the heat as though it had turned hoi again. What ailed him 1 His doctor said 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. His tongue looked like a piece of brown leather, and his akin and the whites of his eyes became yellow, like old parchment. We must all eat to live, but when this man tried to eat, tbe food went against him, and after be bad swallowed it by main force, it caused such pain in the chest, side, and stomach that he wished he bad let it alone. Then bis heart began to palpitate, and he says be felt low, languid, and tired. He had what be calls a sinking feeling at the pit of the stomach and a craving which nothing satisfied. Being unable to take anything bnt liquid food he grew weak, so weak that he was barely able to walk. Ihen 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 »n the bach. ihU showed that tbe heart had too much work on band and was struggling uuder it like a horse trying to carry two men. "I got very little sleep at night," he says, " and would lie awake for houra tossing about on ihebed." This sort of thirg is very wearing, and wearenotßurpiiH' d to learn that beiost flesh uutil little was left of him but f-kin and bene. "My cheeks," he says, " sank in u 'til they wee almost drawn together, and people shook their heads and predicted that my time in this world was neaily up. Still I bad all confidence in ray physician and kept on taking his medicine. From first to last I took so-ue forty or fifty bot'les 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 sud that the heart palpitation was caused by cyßpepsi*. Then he said I had better take further advice ; be could do no more for me. This was after nine months of his treatment. I gave up all hopes of getting bet er, and, indeed, no one expected me to. "It was winter again, December, 1890. One day I found a little book or pnmphlet in the house, that I had never seen before. It was about a medicine called Mother Seigel's Syrap, and described a case like mine having been cured by it. Without going into all my hopes and fears on tbe point, it is eDough to cay that I got a bottle from Mr Kirkhatn, chemist, Ellerby Lane. 1 took the contents of that bottle and certainly felt a little better. I took a second and began to eat solid food, which agreed with me. " After this I never loolted behind me, though my recovery was a work of time, for I was very mucb reduced. I stuck to the medicine, and 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 bad wrought the wonderful change. I answered, " Mother SeigeL's Syrup had wrought it." When I said I wished io start work they told me must first be examined by a doctor. The doctor said I was fit for work, and 1 went to woik the next morning and have never lost a minute since. " I wish others to know what Seigd's Syrup has done for me, and I give the propiietors permission to publish this brief account of my case. lama cloth preeser by trade, and bave worked at Messrs Hepworth and t-ons. Clay Fit Lane, for four years. Harvey Askew, 2 Back Timber Haee, Ellerby Lane, Leeds." Tbe doctor was right in saying that the apparent heart trouble in Mr Askew's case arose from dyspepsia, for dyspepsia was his only ailment. And it be had used Mother Seigel's Byrup in February, 1890, be would bave bad no tale to tell, for he would have been all right directly. As it is, we are glad that after he did try it be bad no relapse. lie never looked behind him.