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TO YOUR WIFE. The Manchester Guardian, June 9, 1883, says : t£ At one of the windows looking on the woodland ways, with clumps of rhododendrons and great masses of May blossoms, there was an interesting group. It included one who had been a cotton spinner, but was now so paralyzed that he could not bear to lie in a reclining position.” This refers to my case at the Home for Incurables. I was first attacked 12 years ago, with Locomotor Ataxy (a paralytic disease of nerve fibre rarely ever cured), and was for several years barely able to get about, and for the last five years not able to attend to my business as cotton agent, although many things have been done for me, the last experiment being nerve stretching, two years ago. I was voted into the Home for Incurables, Mauldeth Hall, Heaton Mersey, near Manchester, in May, 1882, a home that ought to be more widely known, where poor afflicted ones have every suitable comfort and attention. I am no advocate for anything in the shape of patent medicine, and made many objections to my dear wife’s constant urging to try Hop Bitters, but finally, to pacify her, consented. I had not quite finished the first bottle, when I felt a change come over me. This was Saturday, November 3rd. On the Sunday morning, in dressing, I felt so strong on my legs, I said to my bed-room companions, “I was sure I could walk;” so started across the floor and back. I hardly knew how to contain myself. I was all over the house. After finishing the first bottle I had four days to wait for the second, and by the time it came I had fallen back considerably. Two days after I began to take the second, my walking came back, and now, as the Home are finding the Bitters for me, X am gaining strength each day, and can walk quite safe without stick or any other support. I am now at my own house, and hope soon to be able to earn my own living again. I have been a member of the Manchester Royal Exchange for nearly thirty years, and was most heartily congratulated on going into the room on Thursday last. Yery gratefully yours, JOHN BLACKBURN. 57, TeneriffeSt., Higher Broughton, Manchester, December 28, 1883. To Hop Bitters Company, London. R—You will gather much respecting my case from enclosed card. [Copy of Card.] SECOND APPLICATION. Northern Counties Hospital foe, Incurables. May Election, 1882. Your Votes and Interest are respectfully solicited on behalf of John Blackburn, aged 47 years, who for 11 years has been afflicted with Locomotor Ataxy, and for the last three years quite unable to attend to business. CURIOUS CASE OF AN INVALID. A case which has excited some interest in Rhodes during the past week is that of a man named John Thompson, of Church street, who has had a wonderful partial recovery of the use of his limbs by a medicine known as Hop Bitters. He formerly worked for Mr C. W. Brierly, at Rhodes House. About 13 years ago he strained himself with lifting, but little notice was taken of the same at the time, but he gradually grew worse and became unable to feed, dress, or move himself in bed, becoming really helpless. He tried several doctors, and the Royal Infirmary three times, but was discharged incurable. He was in this helpless condition for 11 years. About ten weeks ago he was persuaded to try Hop Bitters. During the first bottle, to use his own words, he “ felt a queer sensation all over his body,” and since then he has been improving ; he can now feed himself a little, put his arms at the top of his head, move his legs about, but is not yet quite able to stand. He can sit up in bed, or in a chair for five or six hours, or he can raise himself up. On Monday he was taken out in a fruit cart belonging to a person named Stevenson, and went as far as Prestwich, and the difference between being in bed for so long a time and then outside was so great that he could not describe his feelings. His change was so remarkable that many persons who had known him to be bedfast so long, and had heard of his great change, but were sceptical about the truth of it, paid him a visit on Monday evening.— Middleton Albion, June 7, 1884. Philadelphia, Pa., Sept. 6, 1882. Hop Bitters Co. ; I am 74 years old, have lived 34 years in Philadelphia, and well known among Germans. I have been troubled 12 years with a white swelling on my right foot, and getting worse every year, and very painful, and breaking out in hot weather. I consulted several doctors, and they told mo it was incurable and I would have to take it with me in the grave. Some time ago I lost my appetite, was costive, had headache, and fever, in fact was very sick. I saw in the German Democrat that Hop Bitters was what I needed. I got a bottle, took it one week and was as well again as ever, and to my greatest surprise right from the first, my swelling went down gradually and taking another bottle got entirely well of it. The wife of my neighbour had two such swellings on her legs and three bottles cured her. I think this is a great triumph for your Bitters. JOHN STOLL, 1 No. 4 Youngs Alley, above Willow Street.

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Kumara Times, Issue 2573, 3 December 1884, Page 3

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Page 3 Advertisements Column 5 Kumara Times, Issue 2573, 3 December 1884, Page 3

Page 3 Advertisements Column 5 Kumara Times, Issue 2573, 3 December 1884, Page 3

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