Sow a Good, ship 'Was Lost'
On the night of October 27th, 1842, the good ship "Mary Oompton," of Bristol, England, was struggling with a fearful gale off the coast of North America, The wind blew furiously, but the weather was clear, and the Captain expected every moment to get sight of the light in the lighthouse on the Iron Bock Shoals. This lighthouse marked the entrance to the harbor. Once, there, and they were safe. Sure of his position, he sailed on confidently. Five minutes later the ship struck with a fearful shock and went to piecos. Four men, including the Captain, were sayed. On reaching the shore they found a strange thing had happened, An enemy of the lighthousekeeper had bound him hand and foot and the light. Souls, as well as ships, steer my the lights. Hope is the most import lighthouse in the wo/ld. What shall be said of the man who darkens it in the face of a storm-tossed spirit ? " You are beyond human aid." These. words were said by a physician to a woman who had come to consult him. Admitting that he thought so, had he the right to say so ? No j for he might be wrong and in any case he had no business to put out the light. The woman had been ill for some time. In June, J 889,, she was greatly alarmed by her symptoms. Her heart palpitated, and she was so giddy she could scarcely stand. Her head whirled "and," she said, ''all objects seemed to go into a cloud." She had to hold herself up or sit down for fear of falling. She broke out in a Bweivt although cold as death. dreadful cough ranked her fri;uio go that she could not lie d own in bed and sleep. *' I could scarcely crawl about the houso," she says, " I was so weak. 1 tried different remedies and roesi<>i®es without avail. 1 went to the Dispensaiy at New Briggatp and the doctor to fflll uiq the worst. His answer was, ' I have mixed' you some medicine ; you oan take it or leave it. I took it for llireo weeks, then gaye up in despair. "1 talked with two other physicians. The last one said, ' You are past human aid.'
My heart sanls within me, for I had fiyo little children, and my death would louvo them without a mother's love and euro, I went homo and cried till I was siok. I had no appetito and had lost tloah till I "'us thin &s a ghost. My mother oame to see me and did not know mo. My akin was of a green and yellow colour, and when 1 ate anything it seemed to stick in my throat. About tlii? time 1 commenced vomiting, and what 1 threw up was tinned with blood. Ouco I began to vomit at nine « clock on a Saturday morning and scarcely got rest from it until Monday morning. " At tins time I that Mrs Wilson, with whom I formerly worked in Crawford's mill, in East Street, Leeds (whore I live), had been cured by Mother Bezel's Curptiye Syrup, So 1 noi)t to Mr Jessun'a, tlio Chemist, in Groat Garden Suoet, and got n bottleA few desea stopped tho vomiting, aud by clegroes from day to day 1 folt hotter. Soon I could oat a dry crust, and by tho timo 1 had finished the second bottlo I hud got ovor all my bad symptoms, and was fast getting my strongth back. 1 am now (April 181)0), ii. bettor health than ovor bofore in my lifo. " I should have taken MothovSeigel's Curativo Syrup soonor, but my husband was out of work, and ho had only ntritle coming in from the club, but I thank (Sod 1 did get it at last, aud it cured me, bad off as I \vas. All my friends, and neighbor? know tho I'.icts I havo rolatcd, and I will reply to any letters of enquiry. (Signed), Mrs Ann Mills, *lO, Inroad Street, York lioad, Loods, This was a qiiuso of iadigestion and dyspepsia, with symptoms showing how far it had affected the nervoussystom. A fow months, or possibly weeks more, and Mrs Mills would have had no talc to tell. She did wrong to wait one hour for any reason, after haying known what Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup had done for her friend Mrs
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Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XI, Issue 3742, 21 February 1891, Page 2
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737Sow a Good, ship 'Was Lost' Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XI, Issue 3742, 21 February 1891, Page 2
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