Seven Pounds in one Week.

Manawatu Herald, 6 August 1895, Page 3

Seven Pounds in one Week.

Not every man who is thin would thank you for fattening him. He doesn't want to be fat and for very good reasons. Unnecessary fat is a load to carry about ; it interfere? with a man's potter to work, shortens his wind, and dulls his wits; Yet ,on the other hand, a certain amount of flesh is neelled for health arid .cofpfefrt: For example : A man five feet high slidiild weigh 1201bs ; and man five feet six inches, 1451b5, ; a man six feet, 1781bs. It is a regular ascending scale. The insurance companies allow a variation of 7 per cent, above or below it, and beyond those limits charge an extra premium. One shouldn't be much over or under his proper weight if he wants to be sound and hearty — and we all do want that.

Now we will tell you how Mr Thomas Crosby, being under weight, gained seven pounds in a week. He had lost 1£ stone, which is too much off for a man who was never fleshier than he naturally ought to be. It was this ways He was right enough Up 1 to May, 1891. At that time he began to feel ill and out of sorts, tie had a nasty taste in his mouth — like rotten eggs, he says— and a thick, slimy stuff came on his gums and teeth. His appetite failed, and what he did eat was, as you might say under compulsion ; and right afterwards he would have great pain in his stomach and chest. Plainly, something was amiss with him in that region. He was often dizzy, and cold chills ran over him as though he were threatened with fever. Of course we should expect a, man who is handled in this way to lose strength. Mr Crosby lost strength. In fact, he got no Weak and nervous that he shook all over* and his hands trembled as if a current of electricity were ruuning through him. To use his own words: "I rapidly lost flesh, was 1£ stone lighter, and could hardly walk "about. Once my parents thought I was dying, and sent in haste for the doctor. I saw two doctors in Epworth and one at Haxey, but they were not able to help me. Our vicar, Rev. Mr Overton, recommended me to the Lincoln Infirmary, where I attended for eight weeks as an outdoor patienti without benefit. "Soon afterwards Mr Sharp, a chemist, at EpwOrth, spoke to me of the virtues of a medicine known as Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup. Being interested in what he said, I left off trying other things and began taking this Syrup. In a few days I felt better, and presently I gainei seven pounds in a week. At that rate I soon got back to my work, and have had the best of health ever since. I tell these facts to everybody, and am perfectly willing they should be published. Yours truly (Signed), Tom Cbobby, Ferry Eoad, Epworth, via Doncaster, December 23rd, 1892."

After reading Mr Crosby's story wa scarcely need to ask why he lost fle»h. The minute he stopped eating and digesting his usual allowance of food he began to fall away. Trees, they say, grow as much from the air by means of thsir leaves, as they do from the soil. But men don't. They've got to be built up through their stomachs. Indigestion and dyspepsia (Mr Crosby's complaint) stops this process and poisons those who have it, besides. That accounts for all the painful aud dangerous symptoms our friend speaks of. The doctors do what they can, but, unluckily, they don't possess the medicine that goes to the bottom of this disease and cures it. The remedy is Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and nothing else, so far as we know. It restores digestion, and digestion covers the bones with fat enough for health and good looks.