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Dunstan Times, Issue 1232, 9 October 1885, Page 3

PAWNING A PAIR OP TROUSERS FOR MEDICINE. James Francis Thomas lives in Ponlnewynydd, near Pontypool, Mommouthshire. He is now twenty-three years of age, living with his mother, a widow. Some eleven years ago, then a mere boy, he went to work in the coal pit as a miner, in order to assist his mother in rearing her family of litc'e children. Soon, however, the little fellow broke down in health ; but the necessities of the family seemed to require it, ani he continued to toil in the mines, suffer* ing all the time from the effects of indigestion, an agonising symptom being asthma, in such a troublesome .form that the boy was unable to lie in bed. Working through the day, and resting as best he could in a arm-chair during the night, naturally undermined his consiution. Year by year his health grew worse and worse, until at last rheumatism came wijh all its dreadful agony. One joint after another became swollen and inflamed, so that he was obliged to stop work. In this sad plight the now young man was confined to the house for two long years, suffering a'l that mortal could endure. One physician after another was called upon to treat his complaint, but with no benefit for the poor fellow continued to grow worse and worse. Hoping to find some means of relief, a consultation of doctors was held, when it was decided that an organic disease of the heart existed in an incurable form, and that medical aid could not afford relief. He was given up to die. These years of expensive medical treatment had exhausted ths little savings of the mother, and they had no money to buy even the ncoessanes of life. But a fond mother never gives up in despair. There was on spark of hope left. Someone had told her of a remedy that cured so many cases—even when as hopeless as this one seemed to be - and the mother’s love went out for her dear boy. But how to get the medicine was the question. Their money was entirely gone. The boy had a new pair of trousers that he had been to ill to wean and the mother reasoned within herself, “if the hoy is to die he will not need them, so I may as well pledge them for medicine with an effort to save his life.” Strange as it may appear, the bottles of medicine procured at the chemist’s shop in Pontypoo, with the money obtained from the pawnbroker effected a cure in this hopeless case, which had been pronounced as incurable. But it is only just to say that if the chemist had known of the wants of the family the medicine could have been obtained without a visit to the pawnbroker. It is now neaily two years since this took place, and young James Francis Thomas has been working in the coal-pit underground ever since, earning extra pay for over-work, which he is able to perform. Of course, he never had organic disease of the heart, as was supposed The palpitation, rheumatism, and asthma were symptoms of the real disease, which was dyspepsia, or indigestion, for which the remedy was specially adapted. Those was wish to communicate with this young man can write to him at the above address, ami he will vouch tor the curative properties of Seigel’s Syrup, the article that effected this almost miraculous cure. The following letter is from a chemist, who thought the following fact should be made known : “James Francis Thomas, of Pontnewyny.ld, near Pontypool, age twenty-three, collier, was ill for nine years, unable to do any work for three years, never lay down in bed for nine years, bad to sleep in a stooping pmtnre, wastroated by nearly all the doctors for miles around who generally stated his complaint to be rheumatism and heart disease of a chronic nature, and beyond alt power to cure. When hope had nearly died out, ho was persuaded to try Seigel’s Syrup ; and, to the delight of his relatives and astonishment of his neighbours, after taking half a bottle ho could he down in bed. After taking one bottle he went to work. Has now . taken two bottles, and on with the third, 'and is now quite well and strong. His