They Creep on us Unawares.

Manawatu Herald, 11 October 1898, Page 3

They Creep on us Unawares.

Thousands of the good people who read these artioles have grey hairs in plenty. Are you one of them? If so, do you remember when you saw the first grey hair —on your head, or in your beard, as the case may have been ? ,It was natural enough; time is a bleacher as wel- as a, dyer ; yet the discovery was a surprise, perhaps a shook to you. Ton didn't see that grey hair coming. All at once— it was there. Now behold how many worse things are like that, and learn a valuable lesson. •' Up to March, 1891," says Mr " John Murray, " I never had any illness in my life. Then, suddenly, as it were, I felt that something was wrong with me. At first I had an awful bitter taote in the mouth, and after eating I had a pain- at the chest and a horrible sensation at the stomach, as of a hot iron burning me. " I vomited all the food I partook of, and sometimes I threw up blood. Nothing I ate would remain on my stomach more than a few minutes, and I was afraid to take any solid food. Even milk and slops distressed me. " Being unable to leave the house I sent for a doctor, who said that my stomach was ulcerated. He gave me medicines of different kinds, and recommended applications ; but nothing gave me any relief, and I grew worse and worse. " In spite of the soothing drops I took I got no Bleep night or day. The pain was so severe I could not lie down in bed. "After four months' suffering I was removed to the Grantown Hospital, where I had the best medical treatment and diet. I was fed solely on liquid food, and my stomach was so inflamed and sore that I threw up most of it. After five weeks in the hospitial I wad worse than ever and returned home. There I lingered on in j great pain and weakness month after month. I was now pale as death, and so weak I could not draw one foot after the other. " I had given up all hopes of recovery, and was gradually wasting away, expecting no leliel except in death, whioh I tbxughf could not be far away. "This was in February, 1892. It was then I first heard of Mother Seigel's Cura'ive Syrup, and made up my mind to see whether there could possibly be any virtue in ft for W> desperate a case a? miae.

" Not being able to procure the Syrup in our neighbourhood my son wrote to London for a snpply. It may seem hard to believe, but it is true, that the first few doses gave me welcome relief. Continuing to take it I was soon able to take nourishing food, and felt my strength coming back. After a little all pain left me, and I have never ailed anything since ; but can follow the hounds and — do any kind of work. " I thank my Creator for making Mother StigeVs Syrup known to me, for without it I should now be in my grave. I tell everybody that it saved my life. You are weloome to publish to all the world. (Signed) John Murray, Cragmore Cottage, Abernethey (near Balmoral), Grantown, Auguat 28th, 1893." Mr Murray i3 a man of high character, and well known in the district. He is in the employ of D. Jardine, Esq., of Eairock Lodge. His disease was acute inflammatory dyspepsia, for an attack of which (unconsciously to himself) his systen had long been preparing. What seems a sudden illness," says an eminent physician, "it but the climax of a series of changes which have been going on for a considerable time, the sligJd warning symptoms not having been noticed by the patient." So grey hairs come. So disease comes. So death comes Watch for the earlier signs and keep Mother Seigel's Syrup at hand.