Intimate Strangers.

Manawatu Herald, 31 October 1899, Page 3

Intimate Strangers.

Suppose a man to have lived 50 years without ever having seen the reflection of his own faeei Now lead him before a mirror and let him have ft loofc; He wi'l, of course, recognise the outlines and getleral appearance o.f his body ; but his features will be as new and strange to hini as those of ft person he had never before iflei Ypt he has worn that nr'sk all his ife ; and' touched it with his hands times bsyond counting ; haa by means of it expressed ihc feelings and passions of half a century; has heard its pecularities re marked upon by others— yet, bone of bis bone and flesh df his flesh as it is, the glass presents it to his gaze as a novely. Fortunately Nature has so made us that we are commonly Satisfied with our looks, otherwise this man might curse the hour he first baheld his own countenance. On a page of a b ok which Jies on my table this bright morning is a picture which— were it published without title or description -probably the most of us would not understand; yet the original is vitally important to evpry human being. No mirror throws back its structure to the eye, nor has the owner ever ;aid hands on it. Nevertheless its name is daily on our lips and on its faithful performance of duty largely depend our efficiency and happiness. Still, people are continually alluding to it in words of wailing and complaint. They find no end of fault with it when it goes wrong, &nd when it goes right seldom pay it the compliment of doing good work. "The way of the world," and remind me; "alas! the way of the woi-14;" For ..example here is one who cays that in tha e&l'iy part of iB9O she began to suffer from a bad stomach and indigestion. Now the stomach tries to be good and not bad. It makes constant and mighty efforts to accompMsh its. task and si furnish the rest df iHe body with health, strength, and beauty: Lut it often fails dismally, and then its owner characterises it as a " bad " stamach. Now who, or what is accountable ? Continuining. our correspondent adds ; " I had no relish for food; and after eat.ing I had pains at the chest and sides. Whatever kind of food I took nothing agreed with me. I made use of various medicines in hopes of relief; but none of them did me any good. At last a neighbour, Mrs Tyrell, told me how she had benefitted— having had the same complaint—by Mother Seigel's Syrup, and recommended me to try it. Somewhat encouragfd by what she said, I procured a bottle of this remedy, and soon found that it relieved me as nothing else had done. I cou d eat better, all food agreed with me, and I felt better every way. Since that ' time— now four years ago— l have kept well, taking an occasional dose oi the Syrup when I seem to need it. My daughter suffered from the same troub c, and Mother Seige 's Syrnp had the like effect in her case. You are at iberty to made any use you 'ike of this statement." (Signed) Mrs E izabeth Naulty, Foresters Arms Inn, 96, Scouririgburn, Dundee, Ju y 2nd. 1887.

This lady's stomach did not become " bad " of " malice prepense and aforethought," as the. lawyers say of certain crimina s. The cause lay in the conditions of her life, her habits of ea'ing, maybe— with, possibly, inherited weakness. There are so many things and combinations of things, that tend t/ procure or .Lvelop dyp-ip-ia, it is ha.d to tace them in individual instaces. The symptoms (or consequences), howpver, are more numerous, dan crous, and deceptive than the unins:ructid imagine. It is for this rea*ou that so great a multitude of a leged " dyspf-p ia remedies" are prepay d. But the " bad " stomach having been slow to abandon duty and strike work, does not respond to any and all sorts of drugs tlat may be thrown hopefully into it. The case mu e t be exactly adapted to the disease, and if there is a medicine which so perfectly meets this requirement as Mother Seige 's Syrup, the world has not yet heard of it. ' The tired and inflamed organ receives it for the genuine stimulus and healer that it is— and the "bad" stomach is changed back into a good one. You now guess what that picture on my table represents- -a machine in your body you will never see, but which in other ways you may study and know more about.