MY WATCH AND OTHER WATCHES.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXI, Issue 43, 23 February 1894, Page 29

MY WATCH AND OTHER WATCHES.

One evening last summer I had some writing to do at my house.. The weather was very hot. and 1 took off my coat and waistcoat. My new gold watch ( that I had paid £30 for) I laid before me on the table, wheie I could keep an eyt on it. So far so good. 1 wrote on and papers accumulated on the table, one of them covering my watch. Beaching out for something I wanted, my arm accidentally swept it to tbe floor. Oh, heavens, what luck I I picked it up— tenderly as one picks up a child who has bad a bad tumble. Was it still running ? Yes faintly ; but as I put it to my ear it ticked a few times, feebly and slowly, and then stopped— a dead watch. A minnte ago it was a vital thing— now merely a lot of motionless wheelß in a case. What was broken? I couldn't say. The watchmaker must repnir it and return it, with his bill. 8o much for my stupid carelessness. Yet nobody is so poor as not to carry a more valuable watch •hao that; one that will run many years without winding. But when it Btopp, ah I then, who is able to set it going again? Speaking about the one be owns, Mr Geo. W. Burton, of Kir ton Holme, Boston, says •' my heart flutterei in a way to alarm me. Sometimes it was so bad I fancied I could hear it stop beating." What ailed Mr Burton's heart? Perhaps bis letter will help as to find out. He says :— " Io October, 1887, 1 began to feel weary and languid. I had a bad taste in the month, and in the morning my teeth and gums were covered with a thick bloody slime. My appetite failed, and after eating I bad great pain in tbe chest and s omach. All the time I had a craving for food, but dare not take solids. It seemed sometimes that my head would burst with pain and I was so dizty I could hardly see. After a while a congh set in and I spat up great quantities of phlegm. Later on my breathing became very bad, and I would break out into a cold sweat. I kept on growing weaker until it was all I conld do to get about, and in tbis condition I continued for four years. During this time I consulted doctors and used all the differeot medicines I heard of, bat none of them did any good." Now, lei's thitk a minute. Mr Barton says his heart fluttered and palpitated, he had a hacking congb, and difficulty in breathing —three frightfu 1 things. A man might die of any one of them, as we all know. Yet he recovered from all of them— and allot tht same time. He says :—: — "Ie February, 1891, I heard of what Mother Seigel's Curative Syiup had done in similar case*, and I determioed to try it, and got a bottle from Messrs Grimble and Kent, chemists, Boston. The first few doses gave relief, and by continuing to use it in a short time I was perfectly cured. I make this statement m order that others may know where to look for a remedy in an illness like mine." (Signed) "Gko. W. BCBTON." We rejoice at his restoration to htaith, but what, after all, ailed him? Did he have three diseases— viz, heart complaint, consumption, and asthma? And, if so, how on earth could Mother Seigel's Curative Syiup have cured them— each affecting different organs? The answer is, he had but one disease, indigestion and djspepwa, of which the feeble heart, tbe irritated throat, and the burdened lungs were tell-tales and symptoms. Ihe poisoned blood— filled with deadly acidu from the stomac, half paralysed the nerves and thus disordered the bean's action ; it also infected the delicate membrane lining of the lungs and air passages, producing asthma and the cough that seemed to threaten consumption. One disease, many misleading symptoms— that is the truth ; deluding physicians, and frightening patients i .to thinking there is no hope. Wnen life's timepiece runs down no power on earth can wind it np again, but Mr Burton's case, and thousands more, prove that it is ofien good f.r many a year alter you thought the works would sooa be motionless in tbe case.