"A RIFLE BALL AND A CHRISTMAS-BOX."

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XX, Issue 45, 26 August 1892, Page 20

" A RIFLE BALL AND A CHRISTMAS-BOX."

" At the battle of Gettysburg a rifle ball broke my right arm jutt below the shoulder, and 1 never knew till then what a difference there is between an arm to lift with and an arm to be lifted. 11 So said an American officer tbe other day when a few of as were talking about the mystery of life in the human body. Yet lots of people understand the principle. What do they mean when they say, "I conld scarcely crawl," " I had to fairly Ing myself along," etc.? Why, simply that the body had loßt its surplus power : it had become a burden, instead of an instrument to carry burdens. A woman writes in this way : " I had constantly to lie down on the couch and rest. I bad barely strength to crawl abont. This was in the summer of 1882. The trouble first came upon me in 1886, when I was forty -two years old. Before that I had always been Btrong and healthy. Then, however, I began to feel tired, weary, and languid, and gradually I had to consider myself a weak, sickly woman. At first I bad a bad taste in the mouth, and a sinking sensation at the pit of tht stomach. My appetite was poor, and what little 1 ate gave me pain in the chest and sides. My food seemed to create wind, which rolled all over ma. I got so bad that night after night I was unable to sleep. I was at times in great agony, and if I had not been obliged to work I should have taken to my bed. As it was, I struggled on as best I conld ; I saw a doctor and took various medicineß, but none of them appeared to do me any good. "I continued in this wretched state for teven years — 1876 to 1883. Then came the help I had waited for so long and so hopelessly . In December of that year a little book was left at my house telling of a medicine called Mother Beigel's Syrnp, and my husband read of a case like mine having been cured by it ; and I felt a strong desire to try the medicine, but we could not spare tbe money. " However, when my husband returned from Bnngay on Christmas Eve be pulled out of hiß parcel a bottle of Beigel's Syrup and said' ' See, I have brought you a Christmas-box,' and it proved to be the most valuable one I ever had in my life. I began taking the mediciue at once, and fround great relief. It seemed to lift a weight from my whole body. My appetite returned and I gradually gained strength, and by the time I had taken six bottles I was a new woman. I could go about my laundry work with ease and pleasure. I still take an occasional dose, and keep in good health, for which I have to thank Mother Seigel's Syrup. I know of many in this disir.ct who have received great benefit from the Syrup, ooe or two of the neighbours stating that but for it they would not now be alive. I desire others to know of what did me go mucb good, and to this end you have my consent to publish this letter, should you think it best to do so. " Yours truly, " (Signed) Mrs Goodebhan, '■ Earsham, Norfolk. " July lltb, 1891." We gladly extend our congratulations to Mrs Gooderhan upon her recovery, and beg to say for the general behoof that the ailment which oppressed her for so long a time is unfortunately no stranger. Indigestion and dyspepsia lie at the very root of most diseases, for the reason that it arises in the stomach, upon the normal action of which good health nocessarsly depends. If we cannot digest our food everything, of course, goes wrong. For therein is the source of all power, strength, and vitality. From indigestion and' dyspepsia proceed those poisons which, entering the blood, disorder every organ and process of the system. Bheumatism, gout, bronchitis, neuralgia, nervous prostration, most forms of diseases peculiar to women, chronic headache, pain and weakness in the muscles, mental dulness, and loss of ambition. All these and other affections are nothing more or lees that results and signs of im pared or paralysed digestion. In short, they are mere words, the true and real disease being iadigestion and dyspepsia. In its ability to cure this lies the secret of the success of Seigel's Syrup over what seems to be— but is not— a multitude of different maladies. It simply dislodges tbe keystone, and the arch falls to the ground.