WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL

Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 1898, 21 July 1888, Page 3

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL

HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR My object in writing is two-fold'; to express my gratitude for a great benefit, and to tell a short story which cannot fail to interest the feelings of many others. It is all about myself, but I have remarked that when a man tells the honest truth^, about himself he is all the more likely to be of use to his fellow-creatures. To begin, then, you must know I had long been more or less subject to attacks of bronchitis, a complaint that.you are aware is very common and troublesome in Great Britain in certain seasons of the year. Some months ago I had a very severe turn of it, : worse, I think, than I ever had before. It was probably brought on by catching cold, as we all are apt to when we least expect it. Weeks passed by, and my trouble proved to be very obstinate. It would not yield to medicine, . and as I also began to have violent racking pains in my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed. I could neither eat nor sleep If I had been a feeble, sicky. man, I shbu'd have thought less strangely of it ; but as, on the contrary, I was hearty and robusts I feared some new and r terrible tMog had got hold of me, which might make strength of no ava'l against it. I say, that was the way T thought.

Presently I could not even lie down for the pain all over my body. I asked my doctor what he thought of my condition, and he frankly said^ ''lam sorry to have' to tell you that you are getting worse 1 " This so frightened my friends, as well as myself, that they said " Thomas, you must go to the llo_>ital; it may bo your only chance for life I"'

But I didn't want to go to the hospital. Who doc>, when he t v inks he can possibly get along without it? I am a laboring man, with a large family depending on me for support, and I might almost as well be in my grave as to be laid on my back in a hospital unable to lift a hand for months, or God only knows how long. Right at this point I had a thought flash across my mind like a stream of sunshine in a cloudy day. I had heard and read about Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and I resolved, before consenting to be taken to the hospital, I would try that well-known rpmedy. , On this I gave up the doctor's medicine and began taking the Syru \ Mark the wonderful result ! I had taken but three doses within twenly-f jur hours when I was seized with a fit of coughing, and threw up the phlegm and mucus off my chest by the mouthful. The Syrup had loosened and broken it up. Continuing with the Syrup, the racking pain, which I believe, came from and joints, soon left me entirely, anl I the bitter and poisonous humours in my blood felt like going to sleep, and I did sleep sound and quiet. Then I felt hungry, wi'h a natural appetite, and as I ate. I soon got strong and well. 1 fclf I coifd leap through the air with delight In a, week ;I was able to go to my work again. It doesn't seem possible, yet it is true, and the neighbours know it. And, therefore, when I say I preach the good news of the great powerjfof Seigel's' Syrup to cure pain and disease far and widef nobjdy will wonder at me. Thomas Canning. 75, Military-road, Canterbury, Kent. Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup is for sale by all chemlrts and medicine vendors, :saud by the Proprietors, A. G. White. limited, 33. Farnngdon.road, London, IS. C, Englani. (1)