Happiest of All.

Manawatu Herald, 23 June 1896, Page 3

Happiest of All.

Thebk ib no time in the twenty-four hours \s ,\en one ought to feel so thoroughly satisfied and content as immediately after a good, hearty meal. And all healthy persons do feel so. The body's demands have been met, and we are easy and comfort* able, as though we had paid off an old dun and had money left. We are accessible, humane, and good natured. Then, if ever, we will grant a request without grumbling. " True benevolence," says a crußty old friend of mine, "is located in a capable stomach recently filled." Yes, but what of the incapable stomachs of which there are so many ?— Btomachs that disappoint and plague their owners, till the aot of feeding, so delightful to others, becomes an act to avoid the neces- ' Bity of whioh they are almost willing to die? Ah, that is quite another thing. These poor souls are they who say, as Miss , Wallace says in this letter of hers, " I was no longer to be counted among those who have pleasure in eating. Far from it. As for me I was afraid to eat. I felt the need of food, of course — the weakness and sink. iug that accompanied abstinence — but what was Itodo ? The moment I ate, my distress and pain commenced. No matter how light the repast was, nor how careful I was not to huiry in taking it, the result was the same. The distress and gnawing pains followed, with discomfort in the chest, and a sense of choking, as if some bits of food had lodged there and were irri- , tating me. " So objectionable and regupnant to me ' was the act of eating that for days together I didn't touch a morsel of solid food, sub- , sisting entirely on milk and soda water. [ Owing to this enforced lack of nourishment . I got extremely weak, and about as thin as ' I could be. I mnst not forget to say that 1 this happened to me, or rather it began to > happen in July, 1886, when I was living at Wellington, in Shropshire. It came on, as you may cay, gradually and not with any sudden or accute symptoms. I found myself low, languid, and tired. Then came the failure of my appetite and the other things I have named. " I took the usual medicines for indigestion, bnt they had no good effeot. After ' six months' experience of this kind of > misery I read in a book about Mother I Seigel's Syrup as a remedy for this disease, and got a bottle from Mr Bates, the chemist, in Wellington. Having used it a few 1 dayß I felt a great relief, and when I had consumed two bottles I wai entirely well.

Since then I have heartily recommended Mother Beigel's Syrnp to many friends who hare invariably beefi cured) as 1 «ac You hare my permission to publish ttl letter, if you desire to do bo. (Signed] Minnie Wallace, Norse* The Union Wort house, Oldham, February 82nd, 1895. In a communication dated January Bth 1895, Mrs Henrietta McCallam, of 40, Downsfield Road, Waltham?tow, sear Lon don, states that her daughter Emma fell id the spring of 1886 with the same symptoms deicribed by Miss Wallace. Sat Craved food, yet* when it was placed before her, she turned from it almost With loatfr ing. "As time Went oil," so runs the mother's letter, "my daughter became BC weak she could hardly walk. Neithei home medicines nor those of the dootort did any good. Her sufferings continued for eight years. t " In June, 1694, she began taking Mothli SeigePs Syrup, of which we had just read in a little book that was left at the house, In a week she was better, and in less than two months she was enjoying better health than ever before. She has since ailed nothiig, and can eat any kind of food, (Signed) (Mrs) Henrietta McCallam." ••Happy," sing 9 Homer " w«re they Who fell under the high walls of Troy." Happfei are they who have never fallen under the crashing weight of indigestion or dyspepsia. Happiest, perhaps, of all are they who have been lifted up by Mother Seigel's remedy and placed where once again they can eat, drink, and be merry. And if all these could be gathered together they would make a greater hoßt than the Greek pesi ever dreamed of.