DR. LAMONT'S STRONG FINGERS.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXV, Issue 32, 17 December 1897, Page 31

DR. LAMONT'S STRONG FINGERS.

"I was afraid you were going to slip through my fingers," said good old Dr. Lamont. The writer was a boy of about seventeen, then. While a student at school, more than 300 miles from home, I was taken down with pneumonia. I had a tough time, and for two or three weeks my life was despaired of. Hut youth and good care won the fight, and one bright morning I was ready to go home with my dear father who had coiue for me. 1 was wtak still, but well and happy clear up to the brim. Oh, wh.it a ride ! Oh, what sweet air ! Oh, what a glorious world I had got back iuto ! and what a reception from mother and sisters ut the famiLir houbo, Oh, life ! Oh, health! Oh, (I u /cc, tlulri 1 (hi mil in ! But when a man vvhh luo'-t of his days behind him has to write a line like this' All mij I//' I have suffered more or less from disease'" — why tint is another and sadder story. It is the odds between an occasional thunderstorm and a sky always covered with tluuds. \\ c quote what he says reminding (he reader that in this matter Mr. William Hodkiti'-ou voids the expuienco of millions. He says : •• i always bad a bad tat-to in the mouth, no proper relish ior food, and attei 1 tating had pain and fulness ut the client. ' These sensations arc symptoms ot acute indigestion. In the storr.ath there isinarkfd loss of power. The food is neither rolled over as it should be so that the whole of it in turn may be presented to the digestive fluid, nor is it duly moved on towards the outlet into the bowels. Asa result it ferments and gives iff iiritating acids and gas«es, hence the patient complains of pain, weight, distension, acidity, and flatulence in that region. Thence the poisons proceed to every other part of the body, and headache, vertigo gout, rheumatism depressed spirits, and a score more of evils ioliow ; among them, possibly, nervous prostration, progressive anajmia, locomotor ataxis, and more or less complete paralysis. '• Frequently," continues Mr. Hodkinson, " I was sick, and as time went on I became very weak and feeble. I consulted one doctor after another, and took various medicine I*,1 *, but obtained no real or lasting relief from any of them. This describes my genereral condition until the fortunate day when I read about Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup. I was impressed by the statements others had made concerning it and proceeded to try it. After taking one bottle I found relief, and was soon entirely free from my old complaint. Since that time (now eight years ago) I have enjoyed good health. Knowing personally of its virtues, I have recommended thasi remedy to hundreds, and have never heard of its having failed to give relief But for Mother Seigel's Syrup I should have been in my grave years ago. (Signed) William Hodkinson. Hollington, near Uttoxeter Staffordshire. August 11th, 1893." Mr. Hodkinson is well known and highly respected. He is a local preacher in the Methodist church, and by employment a quarry master. Had he gone into the grave, as he feared he should, he would have been missed and lamented by the community in which he has long been useful, and will live to be useful, we hope, for years to come. Now let us repeat our leading thought. Short illnesses, even though sharp and dangerous, may result in good rather than harm. But a disoase that drags its victim through decades of lingering distress — what shall we say of it ? The trouble and suffering it inflicts is beyond estimate, and its name is indigestion and dyspepsia. And the name of the medicine that cures it, Mr. Hodkinson has done you the favour to mention with clearness and emphasis.