ONE WOMAN'S NERVES.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XI, Issue 3712, 16 January 1891, Page 3

ONE WOMAN'S NERVES.

Lookiny backward to a certain lonely and unhappy time, a lady says: i "I dragged on in this miserable! condition for years, until I got tired ofj doctoring and taking stuff that did me no good. One physician attended me for eighteen months, giving me bvil little relief. " 1 slept only in a broken fashion and arose in the morning very littl the better for having gone to bed. Ther were often severe pains in my head an over my eyes, and an almost constan sense of sickness. The akin graduall; got dry and yellow, the region of th stomach and bowels felt coid and dead and the natural energy and warmtl appeared to be ebbing out of me liki the water out of a river at low tide. "In June, 1889, whilst living a Moredown, Bournemouth, I had ; worse attack than any I bad before, was taken with a feeling of cramp, as ii pins and needles were running into me all oyer my body. I could not move, and had to lie helpless in bed. The, doctor was sent for, and attended me every day, but iid not seem to know what to make of my case. In fact, he was puzzled, and finally said, '1 don't really know what your complaint is.' "1 trembled and shook and felt as if 1 should fall to pieces. I was, first hot and then cold, and so dreadfully nervous I could not bear any one in the room, with me, and yet I did not wish them far away in case I should call out for help. Every time one of these came on I said to myself, 'I am sure 1 shall never get up again,' " I took nothing but liquid food, and yet could not retain even that on my. Btamach. By this time I was nothing butskinand bone. My legs went clammy, as if I had no blood left in me. My memory completely failed. I never i expected to recover, and that was the j opinion of my friends. After thev had called to see me they would go away Baying,' She will never get better.' My head ached so dreadfully 1 thought I should lose my senses. " I had f* : ven up all hope, when one day my fiiend Mrs West, of Bournemouth, called and asked what I was taking. 1 said, 1 Oh, I'm tired of taking; things; It's no use ; I shall die.' Then ahe told me she was once ill much as I was, and was cured by Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup- ' Well,' I said, ' I'll' try it if you will send for it.' She did so, and I seemed to feel better on taking the first dose, and after three days I was able to walk across the room, and by the endof the week I went down stairs. Now I am well as ever. All my nervousness has left me. and I can eat and digest my food without feeling any distress. "I want to say finally, that lknew about Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and should haye tried it years before if certain acquaintances hadn't said, "Oh don't take it, for it will do you no good." They said that because it was advertised, not because they knew for themselves. It was bad advice for me, and cost me years of torture. From what I have said —which is but part of my story -the people may infer what I think of this remedy. I thank God that I did resort to it at last before it was too late." (Signed) Mrs Jane Foster, Darracott Road, Pokesdown, Bournemouth, Hants. March, 1890. It is only necessary to add that the malady from which Mrs Foster suffered was indigestion, dyspepsia and nervous prostration. Brought on originally by grief and shock at her husband's sudden and violent death, her system did not rally until Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup removed the torpor of the digestive organ?, and thus enriched the blood and fed the nerves. It always haß this effect in like cases, We can only regret that she foolishly procrastinated in the matter ofusin? it. Her statement of facts may be relied upon, as the case has been thoroughly and impartially inyestifiatefl,