GREAT EXCITEMENT IN WALES ABOUT A MARVELLOUS CURE.

Ashburton Guardian, Volume V, Issue 1445, 15 January 1887, Page 4

GREAT EXCITEMENT IN WALES ABOUT A MARVELLOUS CURE.

LIVING SIX YEARS WITHOUT GOING TO BED. Mr Editor,— While spending a few days at the pleasant seaside town of Aberystwith Cardiganshire, Wales, I heard related wha seemed to me either a fabuious story or marvellous cure. * The story was that of a poor sufferer who had not been able to He down m bed for six long years, given up to die by all doctors, had been speedily cured by some Patent Medicine, t was related with the more implicit con€dence from the circumstance, as was said, that the Vicar of Llanry&tyd was familiar with the facts, and could vouch for the truth of the report Having a little curiosity to know how such stories grow m travelling, 1 took the liberty, while at the village of Llanrystyd to call upon the Vicar, the Rev. T. Evans, and to enquire about this wonderful cure. Though a total stranger to him, both he and his wife most graciously entertained me m a half hour's conversation, principally touching the case of Mr Pugh, m which they seemed to take a deep and sympathetic interest, having been familiar with-hia sufferings, and "now rejoiced m what seemed to them a most remarkable cure. The Vicar remarked that he presumed his name had been connected with the report from his having mentioned the case to Mr John Thomas, a chemist of Llanon. He said Mr Pugh was formerly a resident of their parish, but was now living m the parish of Llanddetnol. He strongly vouched Mr William Pugh's character as a respectable farmer and worthy of credit. I left the venerable Vicar with a lively sense of the happy relation of a pastor and people, feeling that he was one who' truly sympathised with all who arc afflicted m mind, body, or estate. . • / ■; „ On my return to Aberystwitb, I was'im* pressed wilh a desire to see Mr Puph, whose reputation stood so high. His farm is called Pancom«Mawr, signifying "above the dingle," situated near the summit of a smooth round hill overlooking a beautiful valley m which is situated the lovely ivy-mantled Church of Llanddeinol. I found Mr Pugh, apparently about 40 years of age, of medium height, lather slight, with a pleasant and intelligent face. ) told him I hadyheard of his great' affliction and of his remarkable and almost miraculous relief, and that I had come to learn from his own lips what there was of truth m the report* Mr Pugh remarked that his neighbors had taken a kindly and sympathetic interest m his case for many years, but of late their interest had been greatly awakened by a happy change m his condition. What you report as having heard abroad, t said he, is substantially true, with one exception. I never understood that my case was ever given up as hopeless by any Physician. 1 have been treated by several Doctors hereabouts, as good as any m Walts, but unfortunately no prescription of theirs ever brought the desired relief, Fifteen years ago, he said,, I first becara conscious of a sour and deranged stomach and loss of appetite, which the Doccors told me was Dyspepsia. What food I could keep m my stomach seemed to do me no good and was often thrown up with painful retchings. This was followed after a time with hoarseness and a raw soreness of the throat, which the Doctors called bronchitis, and I was treated for that, but with little success. Then came shortness of breath and a sense of suffocation, especially nights with clammy sweat, and I would have to get out of bed, and sometimes open a door or window m wint weather to fill my lungs with the cold air. About six years ago I became so bad th I could not sleep m bed, but had to take m unquiet rest and dreamy sleep sitting m an armchair. My affliction seemed to be working downwards into my bowels as well as upwards into my lungs and throat. In the violent coughing spasms which grew more frequent, my abdomen would expand and collapse, and at times it would seem that I should suffocate. All this time I was reduced ni strength so that I could perform no hard labor, and my spirits were consequently much depressed. Early m this last spring I had a still more severe spasmodic attack, and my family and neighbors became alarmed, believing that cer, tainly I would not survive, when a. reighfoorf who had some knowledge, or had heard of the medicine, sent to Aberystwith by the driver of the Omnibus Post, some seven miles distant and fetched a bottle of Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup. feThis medicine they administered to me according to the directions, when to their surprise and delight no less than my own, the spasm ceased, I became at ease, and my stomach was calmed. My bowels were moved as by a gentle cathartic, and I felt a sense of quiet comfort all through such as I, had not before realised m many years. I could walk around the house and breathe comfortably m a few hours after I had taken the medicine. I have continued to take the medicine daily now for something over two months, and I can lay down and sleep sweetly at nights and have not since had a recurrence of those terrible spasms and sweatings. I have been so long broken down and reduced m my whole system that I have not tried to perform any very hard outdoor labor, deeming it best to be prudent lest by over-exertion I may do myself injury before my strength is fully restored. I feel that my stomach and bowels have been and are being thoroughly renovated and renewed by the medicine. In fact I feel like a new man. I have been much congratulated by my neighbors, especially by the good Vicar of llanrystyd, who with his sympathetic wife have come three miles to shed tears of joy on my recovery. Believing this remarkable case of Dyspeptic Asthma i should be known to the public,- lifeg submit the above facts as they are related 1 .' »c, F ,T.W.