“Two per cent. off my Life.”

Manawatu Herald, 7 April 1903, Page 3

“Two per cent. off my Life.”

II was in a courl of justice adjoining too hideously gloomy pii»on of Newgate, a point at which the misery and crime of London have for centime* been focuiMd. A young man, icarce past boyhood, stood before the late Lord Chief Justice Coleridge, charged with embezzlement. He wai a bright, inteligent youth, somewhat better educated than the average Eng.ish elerk, but net clever enough to make one sovereign do the work of five, so he had embezzled his employer’s money:in orderto live according to his taste. The employer objected, hence the scene of which we have a vivid recollection. After reading him a fatherly lecture, the eminent judge sentenced the de'inquent to two years imp™aonment. "Two years 1" exoiaimed the convict, as be was led away. i»° P« Sol my life, if I lite for a hundred 7 TJ, two yean mak e a distinct notchm the life even of a centenarian; and then, you ete, very few of ue can reasonably Lpe to become centenarians, which makes the matter worse. Notwithstanding too benefit! conferred open humanity by our marvellously improved earn ary arrangement*. modern habits and oustomsdont ob the whole tend towards increased length of life. It is, therefore imperative that everyone ehould as vigilantly watch that he loses no time by transgressing the -aws of health as it i. that be avoid truDsamsingthelawsof thaland, forth first of these transgressions is responsible for a vastly larger amount of lost time than can bo a eribed to the. second. •‘ After euffaring Item indigestion for over two years I was completely cured by Mother Beigel’s Syrup in five weeks. Thus writes Miss Helena Easton, of 60, Pacific Street, Newcastle, N.S.W., on October 21,1902. Miss Easton is a young Udv of about twenty-six summers, just at that golden period of life which cannot be abbreviated by two years, or even two months, without inspiring inflate regret. Miss Easton continues: '• In the summer of 1198, when residing in Auburn Street, Gouibnra (of which city I am a native), I first became conscious that my health was giving way. My appetite left me. and I Sit languid, weak, and nervous. .Thejittle feed late caused dreadful pains in the ohest and stomach, to soy nothing of many other distressing symptem*. A.doctor vhira I consulted informed me that my complaint was aoute indigestion; but his treatment did me no good whatever. The efforts of a second doctor being equally fntllo. I took a great variety of patent medicines, which in turn wore ”® om ‘ mended to me by vanoua fnenda. Bit I did not find that any of them did mo the least good. And so for two years X grew naier, thinner and feebler. I never went ont, but moped about the house all day, dull and listless, the slightest effort being ■Binfnl te me. Noise, or excitement el mt kind, would causa my heart to oalpilate violently, alter which it wonld MUM* cease lo beat.

■■ While I was ia this miserable condition a lady friend, Mrs W. Cook, came from ' Sydney to spend with us the Christmas I holidays of 1900. This lady persuaded me to try Mother Seigel’s Curative Syrup, at the same time asserting that she knew several persons who had derived great benefit from it, and that she was sure it was the only thing that would do me good. I accepted her advice, and acting upon it found that in a surprisingly short space of time—before indeed I had finished the second bottle—Mother Seigel’a Curative Syrup had wrought a change in my condition and appearance which nothing else had bean able to >■Sect, i could eat and sleep; the heart trouble disappeared; and I recovered all my old-time capacity for work and the pleasures of life. At this distance of time. I entertain no doubt whatever that my care is absolutely permanent.’’