A True Story.

Alexandra Herald and Central Otago Gazette, Issue 374, 9 July 1903, Page 5

A True Story.

England is a long way off and fifty-three years is rather far in the past ; still there are a few people among us able to recall what the old country was like in 1850, the year of the incident to be related. " At that time there lived in a detached cottage near an English Cathedral city a very eccentric bachelor. He had formerly been wealthy; but having dissipated the greater part of his fortune, he went to the other extreme, and not only became a teetotaller but almost denied himself the necessarries of life, For years he kept him* self a prisoner in his cottage, his only companions being two ferocious bull dogs, named Beer and Whiskey. Two tramps, who chanced to hear that this singular re* cluse was very well off, and that he was never without beer and whiskey, resolved to rob him. Accordingly they one night broke into the lonely man's cottage, and immediately discovered that the Beer and Whiskey therein were of quite different brands than they expected to find. One of the tramps feeling in mad terror from the dogs, fell into a mill stream and was drowned. ' His companion, badly bitten, just managed to climb a tall fence; but fell over it and fractured his skull, so that be died the next day. The incident caused much excitement at the time, and it had scarcely subsided when the local shopkeeper reported that the only answer he could obtain to his knocking was the growls of Beer and Whiskey ; whereupon the police broke into the cottage nnd discovered the old man—dead. The in [uest was remarkable for a dispute which it occasioned between two doctors. One maintained that death was the result of fright at the recent attempted robbery; the the other, that deceased died from chronic indigestion brought about, by improper diet and want of exercise, he not having been outside his cottage for eighteen years. The discussion was taken up by the giants of medical profession, and ably debated, the conclusion reached being that indigestion is a disease arising from infinitely numerous causes, and itself productive of complaints hardly less numerous, But it was not then known (as it has now for 35 years) that indigestion has one sure cum, viz , Seigel's Syrup. Mr H C Blackic, of Post Office Chamber?, Auckland, N.Z., has not kept within his house for eighteen years. On the contrary, he is a traveller, and knows the world vieli. Writing on the Ib'th March, 1903, Mr Blackse observes: " For years I was! a martyr to indigestion and flatuence. »Vind used to press on the valve cfmyhnartto such an alarming degree that on two occasions I fainted on the platform when publicly speaking. Dietary and medicinal treatment failed utterly until, on the recommendation of a Professor at the Working Hen's College, Melbourne, I triad Mother Seigel's Syrup. By taking it gradually after each meal I very soon fouud relief and have ever since been able to enjoy all foods with inconvenience, My cure was •effected about four years ago, when I had consumed from six to eight bottles; but one bottle was sufficient to afford me telief. I have never ceased to praise the virtues of Seigel's Syrup in the Colonies I visit as a commercial, traveller, merely in gratitude for the great benefit derived from it—for I have no business connection whatever with its proprietor?. What I now say is quite unsolicited,, Certainly there is no other such potent and easy remedy for all forms of indigestion." Such is the testimony of an intelligent and experienced n.*Qi Of

Indigestion it may be said, -'« ?* <va» said of. •*' fame, some inherit it," so <i o.iie»e itaad some toffe ft throat. upon them (u ia ths c«se of persona oomp*"ed to lead* sedentary ate); but all my eradicate it by following the example of Mr Black ie.