No Building Big Enough.
» Pbobab_s the two women whose names we are about to mention (by their good will and consent) never saw or even heard of each other. A broad bit of sea-water rolls between the places where they severally live. Still, the world is getting smaller every day, and it is quite possible they may meet ; if they do, they will have a common subjeot for a talk. Without waiting far that, however, we will take the reader into the secret (so far as it is a stcret) right on the spot. The first lady to be named resides at Norton, near Kirton, Lindsey, Lincolnshire and in a letter dated the 16th of the blustering month of March, 1893, she say?, " / trembled from head to foot." This would scarcely be worth mentioning if it had been simply the result of a fright and therefore bound to pass off in a few minutes. But it lasted for a long time and did not arise from a fright or from any other form of excitement. It meant sheer weakness and a wholesale upsetting of the nerves. " I was constanlty sick and dizzy," she says, " and had a dull pain between the shoulders. I had no appetite, and the effect of what little I did eat was so bad and gave me so muoh distress that after a time I hardly dared touch any food or drink. During this period I may just mention that I was terribly constipated, intervals of ten days sometimes elapsing between the action of the bowels. No laxatives or enemas availed to relieve this condition, and I became more feeble and prostrated day by day. My illness began in August, 1892, and after four months' suffering I was eompetely cured in j December by your remedy. Indeed it was not necessary for me to take quite one bottle. If any one who reads this little siatement of mine wishes to know more about my case, I will pi dly answer inquiries. (Signed) Mrs M. G. Walsham," The second lady, writes from her home No. 12, Horgan's Building*, College Road, Cork, dating her letter the 27th of the sunny month of June, 1893. She says, " Everything was a trouble and a burden. For nights together I got no sleep. I couldn't bear the noise of the children. I had no desire for company ; I wanted to be alone in my misery. I often thought I was going to die. I was in this way for nearly twelve months." Now this was bad; very, very bad. When women canuot bear the noise of her own children— which of all noises is least observed by a mother's ear — why, her nerves are, as we might say, all gone to pieces. And, inasmuch as the nerves are only a part of the body, it follows that the whole system is badly out of order. And so it was. " The complaint," she says, ''came on in October, 1890." It was marked by failure of the appetite, pain and weight in the chest afier eating, a sinking feeling at the pit of the s:omach, biliousness, flatulency, and other signs with which the readers of these articles are so sadly familiar. ; Of the progress of the malady and how low it reduced her she has already spoken. The end of it all -a happy end, thank Mercy— was like th/s "In September, 1891." she adds. " my husband persuaded roe too try a medicine he bad heard and read so muoh about. I did so, and soon found relicf — a relief that none of the other medicines I had used were abe to give me. My lost appetite came back, ! and my food digested easily ay.d ; strengthened me. You hardly need be told that I continued taking the' medicine, and soon I was well as ever I was in my 1 life and have ailed nothing since. Yours • truly, (Signed) Mrs Lucy Carroll." Women, like men, never agree on all the topics which come up in conversation. It would be a dull world if they did. But these two will agree that they were afflicted with the same complaint — indigestion and dyspepsia ; and that Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, which restored them bo h to health, is one of the very best friends in time of trouble that their sex ever had. And what is more, if all the women in this kingdom who think the same were collected in one meeting, no building j could be found big enough to accommodate them.
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Manawatu Herald, 5 July 1898, Page 3
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758No Building Big Enough. Manawatu Herald, 5 July 1898, Page 3
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