WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

Temuka Leader, Issue 1882, 23 April 1889, Page 1

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR. My object in writing is twofold : to express my gratitude for a great benefit, and to toll a short story which oannoc fail to interest the feelings of many others* It is all about myself, but I have remarked that when a man tells the honest truth about himself he is all the more likely to bo of use to his fellow creatures. To begin, then, you must know I had been long more or less subject to attacks of bronchitis, a complaint that you are aware is very common and troublesome in Great Britain in certain seasons of the year. Some months ago I had a very severe turn of it, worse, I think, than I ever had before. It was probably brought on by my catching cold, as we are all apt to do when we least expect it. Weeks passed by and my trouble proved to be vary obstinate. It would not yield to medicine, end as 1 also began to have violent racking pains in my limbs and back I became greatly alarmed. I could neither eat nor sleep. If I had been a feeble, sickly man, I should have thought less strangely of it f bat as, on the contrary, I was hearty and robust, I feared some new and terrible thing had got bold of me, which might make my strength of no avail against it. I say, that was the way I thought. Presently I could not even lie down for the pain all over my body. I asked my doctor what ho thought of my condition, and he frankly said, " I am sorry to have to toll you that you are getting worse !" * This so frightened my friends, as well as myself, that they said “ THOMAS, YOU MUST GO TO the Hospital ; it may be your only Change fob Life!" But I didn’t want to go to the hospital. Who does, when ho thinks he can possibly get along without it ? lam a laboring man. with a large family depending on me for support, and I might a’most os well be in my grave as to bo laid on my back in a hospital, unable to lift a hand for months, or God only knows how long. Eight at this point I had a thought flash across my mind like a streak of sunshine in a cloudy day. I had heard and read a good deal about Mother Seigel’s Curative Syrup, and I resolved, before consenting to be taken to the hospital, I would try that well-known remedy. On this I gave up the doctor’s medicine and began taking the Syrup. Mark the wonderful result I I had taken bat three doses within twenty-four hours when I was seized with a fit of coughing, and threw up the phlegm and mucous off my chest by the mouthful. The Syrup had loosened and broken it up. Continuing with the Syrup, the racking pain, whioh I believe came from the bitter and poison humors in my blood and joints, soon left mo entirely, and I felt like going to sleep, and I did sleep sound and quiet. Then 1 felt hungry, with a natural appetite, and as I ate I soon got strong and well. «i fblt I could Lbap Through thb Air with Delight !” In a week I was able to go to my work again. It doesn’t seem possible, yot it is true, and the neighbors know it. There are plenty of witnesses to prove it, And, therefore, when I say I preach the good news of the'great power of Seigel’s Syrup to cure pain and disease far and wide, nobody will wonder at me. Thomas Canning. 75, Military Road, Canterbury, Kent. "Mother Seigel’s Curative Syrup is for sale by all chemists and medicine vendors j and by the Proprietors, A. J. White, Limited, 35, Parringdon Road, London, 8.0., England.