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A Long Nervous Storm.

If you ever watched a dentist draw a nerve out of a tooth, yon will remember how much it looked like a little snip of wet, white cotton thread. How can so contemptible a thing inflict such a mountain of agony? And why does it do it? j •'■ Disease," you say. Ah, surely. A simple and obvious answer ; yet in what way does the true Dervefibre, wrapped up and coated, as it is, like the wires in a submarine cable, get to be diseased ? Yet, Bomehow, these soft stings do become fearfuljy out of order, or our friend Mies Hunt, alluding to the neuralgia from which she once suffered, would not say, " Sometimes I was almost mad with pain.' 1 And that is but one of many forml of torture imposed on us by the nerves • yet without these nerves we ■hou'd be but lumps of cay—l acking feel ing and power of motion. How can we cure these dreadful nervepains? The drug shops abound in socallrd remedies for them, yet they are only as breath to cool the air of a torrid summer day. The real cause and curs -> are among Nature's deeper secrets. Can we find them? " Neatly all my life," says Mils Hunt, " I have suffered from indigestion of an aggravated kind. I felt low weary and weak, having little or no energy. My appetite was variable. At one time I would eat voraciously, and at other limes I could not touch a morsel of food. |J " After eating I had great distress at the ■ chest and around the sides. I suffered mar.'yrdom from the horrid pain in my stomach and limbg. As the years passed by my nervps became totally unstrung, and I endured untold misery from neualgia. My lips and half my face were almost dead from this distressing malady." [The lady will pardon the writer. In the sense of being object of use and pleasure, they were in truth p actically dead ; but in another sense they were horribly alive, as the sky is when it is pierced and rent with the lances of the lightning.] '« I consulted," she adds, "doctor after doctor, but in spite of all their medicines and applications I fould li* tie or no relief. Sometime* I was almost mad with the pain." [Not a doubt of it. Under such circumstances the body is a poieon-house of keen suffering, and people have, not infrequently taken their own lives to escape from it. Only acute rheumatism or gout can be compared with neuralgia and (please observe) the whole three are forms of the same thing— results of the same cause. Hence ' sufferers from the former two ailments will be wise also to read this essay to its end.] "In June, 1896," continuf s the letter, II a book was left at my house in which 1 read of many persons who had been cured by a medicine called Mother SeigeFs Syrup. I bought a supply from a ohemist in •* New North Road, and soon my indigestion 'got better, the pain in my head and limba was easier, and I felt stronger than I had done^or years.

" I think it on'y right that others should know of what has done co much for me You have, therefore, my permission to n.ake this > tatcment public if you like. (Signed) (Mifs) S. Hunt, 57, Dale View Road, Stamford Hill, London, June 30th, 189G " Our correspond nt is a schoolmis'ress, and, as her letter shows, a woman of fine intelligence. ,At the outset she names the radical, and only real disease she had— name y, indigestion, or, as we indifferently call it, dyspepsia. Starved from want of nourishment, and poisoned by the produces of food constantly decomposing in the stomach, h-r nervous system was thrown into wild disorder, and protested and cried out with the thriliing voice of puiu. No application, no emoliienis are effeclive to remedy symptoms springing j from a cause so profound and firmly seated. Would we stop the writhing of the trees during a gale ? Ah, they cannot be bound or he'd. We must employ, if we possess a power whic v i can say unto the wind, "Peace, be sti 1." Something akin to this Mother Seigel's Syrup did when it abolished the digestive troub'e. It enabled the stomach to feed the feeble body, and with returning strength the nervous storm subsided into the cam and harmony of Health.

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Manawatu Herald, 7 August 1900, Page 3

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Tapeke kupu
743

A Long Nervous Storm. Manawatu Herald, 7 August 1900, Page 3

A Long Nervous Storm. Manawatu Herald, 7 August 1900, Page 3

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