In Case of Fire.

Manawatu Herald, 22 February 1898, Page 3

In Case of Fire.

Your house takes fire. What burns first? The lightest and most inflammable stuff, of course — furniture, doors, shelves, floors, panels, and other woodwork. If it is a Btons or brick house the walls will probably remain standing— a melancholy sight. Were not this a principle of universal application Mr Meedings would never have compared himself to a skeleton, as he does in the letter to which your attention in now invited.

"In the the autumn of 1891," he say? "I fell into alow, weak state of health. My ordinary energy appeared to have gone out of me. I always felt tired and languid and couldn't account for it. Nothing seemed to rest me. I was as tired in the morning as when I went to bed. I had a bad taste in the mouth, my appetite was poor, and after meals I had a pain at my chest and left side.

" I was in this condition until the 14th of March, 1892, and then I had to give up work. The reason was, I was too weak to work. In fact, I was so weak that it was about as much as I could do to walk across the floor. Besides this I had a dry, hacking cough ; and at night I sweat so the bedclothes were wet. Sometimes during the day cold, clammy sweats would break out all over me.

"I lost flesh rapidly, tmtil I was like a skeleton. My muscles seemed to be shrunken and withered. There was no feeling of warmth in me ; it was as though my blood had gone cool and thin. I was too feeble and helpless to wash or dres3 myself, and people said I was wasting away, as though they expected to see the end of it presently.

"I consulted two doctors and they gave me medicine, bat it did me no good. One day my aunt, Mrs Benton, of Fiancis Street, Walsall, called, and in the course of talk she said that the medicine that did her good when she was ill was Mother S igel's Curative Syrup. Although it didn't look leisonable to believe that it could cure a case as bad as mine, nevertheless my wife got me a battle . from Mr Grove, the chemist in Park Street, and I commenced taking it. In a fiw drys I found myself much better ; my appetite was better, and I had gained a little strength. "To make the story short, I kept on taking the Syrup and continued to get better. As soon as I could digest my food the night sweats and the cough abated, and in a few weeks I was able to go back to my work. That is two year 3 ago, and since then I have been in good health ft r which I have to thank Mother Seigel's Syrup, (signed). Arthur Thomrß Meddings, 115, Farringdon Street, Walsall, March 6th, 1894."

In a fire, as we said, it i 3 the iight, inflammable stuff that burns first. That's why Mr Meddings got to be so ghastly thin. The flesh or fat is the fuel of the body. In health it keeps up the warmth and furnishes the power. And to keep up the fuel we must eat.

Now, disease is a conflagration ; it tries to burn the house up, and often does it. And it always burns the flesh up, more or less of it. The fat goes first, the muscles, &-c , afterwards. That's the way of it. About that time the tenant moves out.

Our friend was well on towards that point. Bat it wasn't lung disease that ailed him, albeit he had the cough and (he sweats. They go also with indigestion and dyspepsia— his real and only malady. He got feeble and thin because his disease wouldn't allow the stomach to digest food. Hence he consumed all tin flesh he had stored up, and then (luckily for him) he began to take Mother Sei'g l's Curative r'yi up, which set his stomach and liver right, and gave his victuals a chance to feed him.

All the same, it is dangerous to let a fire get hradway. When it is in your body quench the first spark with Mother Seigel's Cura ive Syrup.