WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

Temuka Leader, Issue 1894, 21 May 1889, Page 4

WHY HE DID NOT GO TO THE HOSPITAL.

BE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR. My obj act in writing is twofold : to ex* press my gratitude for a great benefit, and to tell a short story which cannot 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 ho is all the more likely to be of use to his fellow creature®. To begin, then, you must know I had been long more or lets 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 lovara turn of it, worse, I think, than I over had before. It wsd probably brought on by my catching cold, as we are all apt to do when wo least expect it. Weeks passed by and my trouble proved to bo very obstinate. It would not yield to medicine, and as I also began to have violent racking pains in my limbs and back I became greatly alarmed. I could neither rot nor sleep. If I had been a feeble, sickly man, I should have thought less strangely of it; but as, on the contrary, I we* hearty and robust, 1 feared soma 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 nil oyor my body. I asked my doctor what he thought of my condition, and ho frankly said, “ I am sorry to have to tell yon that you are getting worse 1” This ®o frightened my friends, as wall as myself, that they said “ THOMAS, YOU MUST GO TO THU SOPPITAL ; XT MAY BE YOUR ONLY Ohancb yob Life !” But I didn’t want to go to the hospital. Who does, when he thinks ha can possibly get along without it P lam a laboring man, with a largo family depending on me for support, and I might almost as well be in my grave as to be laid on my back in a hospital, unable to lift a hand for months, or God only knows how long. Right at this point I had & thought flash across my mind like a streak of sunshine in a cloudy day, 1 had hoard 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 had taken bat three doses within twenty-four hours when I was seized Yrith a fit of coughing, and threw up the phlegm and raucous off my cheat by the mouthful. The Syrup had loosened and broken it up. Continuing with the Syrup, the racking pain, which I believe came from the bitter and poison humors in my blood and joints, soon loft me entirely, and I felt like going to sleep, and I did o'eep sound and quiet. Then I felt hungry, with a natural appetite, and as I ato I soon got strong and well. “I FELT I COULD LEAP THROUGH THE Air with Delight !” In a week I was able to go to my work again. It doesn’t seem possible, yet it is true, and the neighbors know it. There are plenty of witnesses to prove it. And, therefor®, when I say I preach the good news of tne 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 Seigol’s Curative Syrup is for sale by sll chemists and medioino vendors j and by tho Proprietors, A. J. White, Limited, 35, Farringdon Road, London, E. 0., England.