WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL

Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2162, 2 July 1889, Page 3

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL

— . — I HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR. My object m 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 othem. It is all about myself, but I hart 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, v°« must know * *""* lon X been mor« or less subject to attacks of bron. chitis, a complaint that you are aware is very common and troublesome m Great Britain m certain seasons of the year. Some months ago I had a very severe turn of it, worse, I think, tfran I ever had before. It was probably biouf at 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 m my limbs and back, I became greatly alarmed. I could neither eat nor sleep. If I had been a feeble, sjekiy. man, I shou d have thought less strangely of it ; but as, on the contrary, I was hgtrty and robust I feared seme new and terrible thing had got hold of me, which might make strength of do avail against it. I say that was the way I thought. Presently I could not even he down for the pain all over my body. I asked my doctor what he thought of my condition, and he frankly said, "I am sorry to have to tell you you are getting worse 1" This so frightened my friends, as well as myself, that they said, ** Thomas* you must go to the Hospital ; it may U your only chance ft UfeV But I didn't want to goto the hospital. Who does, when he tbinks 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 m my grave as to be laid on my back m a hospital unable to lift a fryqri tor months, or God only knows how long. Right at this point I had a thought flash across my mind like a stream of sunshine m a cloudy day. I had heard and read about Mothd SetgeTs Curative Syrup, and I resolved, before consenting to be taken to the hospital, I would try that well-known remedy. On this I gave op the doctor's medicine and began taking the Syrtp. Mark the wonderful result ! I had taken but three doses within twenty-four hours wken 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 pUn, which I believe came from tkc bitter and poisonous humours m my blood and joints, sxxra left me entirely, and I felt like goute to sleep, and I did sleep sound and quiet Then I felt hungry, with a natural appetite, and as I ate I soon got strong and well. Ifdt I could leap through, tht air with ddight In a week I was able to go to my work again, it doesn't seem possible, yet it is true, and the people know it. And, . therefore, whsnlsayl preach .the good news of the peat power of aeigel's iyrup to cure pain and' disease fac and wide, nobody will wonder at me Thomas Canning 75, Military-road, Canterbury, Kent Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup is for sale by all chemists and medicine vendors : and by the Proprietors, A. J. White, Limited, 35, Famngdoniroad, London, E. C, England. ___________ *