INFORMATION FOR WORKING WOMEN.

Temuka Leader, Issue 2120, 4 November 1890, Page 1

INFORMATION FOR WORKING WOMEN.

It is a boast 'often heard that there are a greater variety -of occupations to women nowaday! than ever-' before. Yet the f act is not without its-drawbacks, for women are thui tempted into scores of position* for whioh they are not fitted, with much consequent misery. .Thousands of girls, espeoially in America, lit all day hammering at type-writers and telegraph instruments, stand on their feet for a dozsn hours at a stretch in shops or stores, and bend over desks at some'sort of "writing, till their muscles and head ache together. In both England and America they labor in factories long-hours over hard and monotonous tasks, often in a fearfully bad. atmosphere, and for small wages. When .they break down the expense of having, physicians, coupled with other costs of illness, is. apt to consume their little savings. Therefore any information which will enable them to lessen sueh an outgo must be" welcomed by the host of working women.' On this point a" recent letter received by us may throw a ray of light. The writer says : " When a woman has to depend upon her fingers solrlyfor-a living is is a terrible thing to fall'ill r 4ven though it may be only for a few days or weeks. This was my own •ituation when I was first taken bad about ten years ago. It began with what I shall have to describe as a heavy, sinking feeling at the pit of the'stomaoh, and a sensation of giddiness and faintness whilst at meals. On rising from the tble I would often be attacked with palpitation "of the heart, which beat so I didn't know what tQ do with myself. Some days I would not eat a mouthful of solid food, so much afraid was I of the pain it gave me. . I have gone without food far three couseoutive days and nighti, till I thought I most surely starve. At the sama time the desire to eat was so great loonld have clutched eagerly at the hardest piece of stale bread. I got so bad I had to lie in bod for days, and grew so weak I could scarcely raise myself' on my elbows. I consulted doctor after dodo*; I think I most have had not less than a altogether. One called my illness by one name, and the others by other names.-- No two of them agreed as to what it really was that ailed me, None of them did me any good,, though my money went fast enough, to pay.them, and to buy the medicine they ordered. "One day.l saw in the,Christian Age an account of Mother Beigei'i Curative Syrup, fet how could I believe in it * I had trusted and hoped, and" been deoeired so often. Unless—which seldom' nappens—people get ! the right medioine at first, it is a wonder to me how they ever get it at all. What made me feel that'Mother Seigel's remedy might be of some use I don't know; but I think it was because it was discovered and made by a good woman who hid bean cured by it her* self. At all events 1 sent for it and began to take it. Up to the time when I write this letter I have taken it siren weeks, and the change it has produced' has astonished all who know me. The pain about my heart is entirely gone, and I gain strength every day," Ngrji.—lhu writer of the above letter requested that her name should not be, published. We feel bound to rssgeet her wishes, although we have no, doubt she will consent to bur giving her name and address to any of her own sex who may desire" to write to her, either directly or through us.

A somewhat similar case is that of Mn Annie West, of Manor Road, Bournemouth, Hants, who writes under a late date : " I deiire to inform you of my wonderful re* covery after taking Mother Seigel's Ouratire Syrup. I wae so low ai to be unable to riie from my bed, and thought X should never stand on my feet again. But by the blessing of Q-od, and the nse of the Syrup, I am bo far recovered as to be able to return to my work. lam a poor widow and have to work for my living} and hare on one or two occasions sold some of my things to buy Seigel's Byrnp. For years I oould not keep any food down and suffered from terrible headache. Now that lam well onee more* I shall Boon earn baok. a hwidred timet over the price of. the good medicine that drove away raj eomplaint."