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THE MAN WHO KNOWS THE ROAD.

HE drives directly home, even in dark nights, does the man who knows the road. The over-hanging gloom, the deceptive shadows, the uncertain sounds don't bother him. He can feel the ground under his waggon wheels, and the " lay of the land " is open to him as at clear noontide. It is the stranger in those parts who is contused and befuddled, who knocks people up to ask questions, who finally lodges in the ditch.

Where to go, and how to get there ; what to do, and how to do it— why the man who knows that comes to the front everywhere and always. But the opposite— the waste of time, money, power health, etc., m blind experiments, how disheartening and disastrous it is ! Take an illustration of this sort, and you will see how it fits in a minute.

In the spring of 1892," says a lady who lives down near the east coast, " I began to feel ill. I had a poor appetite, and after everything I ate, no matter how simple it was, I was seized with great pain across the chest and around the sides. I was frequently sick, vomiting a sour, bitter fluid. I was almost afraid to eat, and my food gave me no strength. In this state I continued, now a bit better, and then worse until December, 1893, when I became very ill. I got so weak I could hardly bear the weight of my body on my feet. / tried thin and I tried that—all kinds of medicines I heard of, hut none of them gave vie ant/ relief . '• In January, 1894, 1 read in a little book about the cures done by Mother Seigel's Syrup. The book contained letters from people who had been cured, some of whom had suffered like me. I got a bottle from Miss Caroline Foster, grocer and draper, High street, in this place. After taking it I was much better. I had a new relish for food, and no more distress after eating. I continued taking Mother Seigel's Syrup, and was soon free from all pain and sickness and fast gaming strength. Since then I have been in the best of health, and needed no medicine. (Signed) Mrs. Eleanor Clay, Messingham, Brigg, Lines, April 30th, 1895." " In the early part of 1875," writes another, " my health began to fail me. I felt low and weak, and lost all power and disposition to exert myself. After every meal I had pain in the chest and all over me. I felt so tight around the waist that it seemed as though something was holding me. I was much troubled with a sickening wmd coming up from my stomach ; and now and then I belched up a sour fluid that bit my throat and half choked me. Then, too, I had attacks of spasms, which gave me intense pain. I got about my work slowly and in much distress, and grew gradually weaker and more despondent in mind. I tried all the various medicines Z could hear of that might possibly be good for me, but none of them were of any avail.

' After five tedious years of suffering, my daughter, who is in service in London, wrote me of the benefit her mistress had derived from the use of Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup when troubled much as I was. I replied, and my daughter sent me two bottles of the Syrup, and after having taken it, I felt quite like a new woman. I had no pain after eating, and was in better health than I had been in since I was first taken ill. From that time onwards my health was good and if I ail anything temporarily, as the best of us will a few doses of Mother Seigel's Syrup put me right. I have told many persons of what this now celebrated remedy did for me, and am willing you should publish my statement if you desire to do so (Signed) (Mrs.) Ann Knight, near the Church, Fenny Compton, Leamington, September 27th, 1895." By looking back to the italicised words in these letters the reader will catch my point on the instant. Both these ladies, not knowing the true remedy for their disease (indigestion and dyspepsia), blindly experimented with anything they could get hold of. Under like circumstances we all do the same. When one doesn't know the road he is almost certain to blunder and stumble ; and he can t know until he learns. Now, in all ailments of the digestion, with the local symptoms which proceed from it, Mother Seigel's Syrup is, so to put it, the right road,. Follow it faithfully, and you are fairly sure to bring up in the pleasant shelter of good health Knowing this, direct your neighbours.

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New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXIV, Issue 51, 23 April 1897, Page 28

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THE MAN WHO KNOWS THE ROAD. New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXIV, Issue 51, 23 April 1897, Page 28

THE MAN WHO KNOWS THE ROAD. New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXIV, Issue 51, 23 April 1897, Page 28