The Baby on the Battlefield.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XI, Issue 3773, 31 March 1891, Page 3

The Baby on the Battlefield.

» On the nigbt atter the battle of Water- \ 100, in the blood stained mire of a > ploughed field, lay an English officer, f dead where he fell.—At his side lay the • body of h«s wife, who had fol'owed him • icom England, and perhaps arrived in ' time to receive his last sigh. On h ] breast was their baby, sound asleep, and smiling amid that dreadful scene as 3 though angels were inspiring its dreams. i Ah, God: what a thing is childhood ; 1 touching Heaven in its innocence and s earth in its agony. While we have the I children how large the places they fill! • When we lose them how great the , vacancies they leave! ' Bead the story of an escape as told by j a parent. My daughter Kate, now ■ eleven years old, had always been t delicate. She was pale and thin, and . as it seemed, as though a breath ot cold • air would destroy her. She was now ; better, now worse, but never well. In > the summer of 1885, she complained of 3 a sense of weight in th 6 chest and side. ' Her abdomen was distended as though she had overaaten, when in fact she ate ' scarcely laote than a bird. She spoke of a bad taste in the mouth, and would [ always be holding her sides, or placing ] her hands against her temples, as if to ( relieve the pressure there. She also had pains between the s shoulders, and her breast was very ■ offensive. She was always tired and ; languid, and though naturally a bright, ' inte'ligent child, would lie for hours in a listless condition. She srew weaker { and weaker until she could scarcely . stand. We thought her to be in a , decline. Then came a sign even more ; alarming,—a short, thy, deep-sounding , couph. My wife and 1 feared it was , consumption. In our anxiety we con- > suited the doctors, who said, "Yes, i your daughter has consumption." What ' a sad prospect for us ! j 1 About Christmas, 1885,1 removed my ' family from Huntingdon to Manchester Poor Kate was too weak to take the , journey with us ; she remained with her I grandmother at Thorp Farm, Norfolk, Still the dear child sank from week to \ week.—What was our surprise i some time afterwards, to receive [ a letter from grandmother reading this : • "Kate is very muth better. She is eating > well and sleepinq well; and tlie roses are t coming into lier thin clteeks." What ' could have happened? In another : month we had the happiness of welcom- | ing our daughter in our new home in Manchester. How great was our joy . when we saw the wonderful change ; which had taken place in her, She is > now a fine, healthy child, and never ails • any more than any girl may. i Now, what wrought this change? : What rave us back our daughter, ; seemingly almost from the brink of the ; grave 1 I will answer frankly, for there ' is nothing to conceal;— Seeing her deplorable state, and none of the medicines she had taken proved appropriate ' to her strange malady, her grandmother r one day said to herself, "I think I will \ give Kate a dose out of my bottle of s Mother Seipel'a Curative Syrup." Her ■ grandmother bad received great benefit from this medicine herself for a comt complicated disease. It was given to '■ Kate and the good effect was immediate ; She at once rested more tranquilly and ' had something of an appetite, add a ! little later her grandmother was justified '. in writing to na as I have already [ stated ! (Signed) Frederick Batcher, 6, . Birch Road, Crumpsall, near Mant Chester. 1 Mr and Mrs Butcher are people of the 1 highest respectability and well educated. > Mr Butcher was an assistant at the great '• shop of the Messrs Lewis, Market-st,, Manchester, and an impartial acquaint' | ance writes that Miss Kate Butcher is , one of the brightest young girls to be ', met with anywhere—quick, precocious, 1 and full of vivacity and wit. Speaking 1 of the daughter's recovery her mother : says: "I do not care what anyone mas ■ say, there is no medicine so good a !, Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup,'' i The proprietors of Mother Seigel's ; Curative Syrup desire to make no false impressions. The young girl did not have consumption:—She suffered from indigestion and dyspepsia, and from poverty of the blood, like myraids of her sex The hollow cough, which sounded so 1 consumptive, was one of the symptoms, not the disease. She needed life and ' strength from her food, but how could , she get it with her stomach torpid and \ dead ? Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup ' corrected the ailment at its root, and ! recovery quickly followed. We repeat I once more the fact that is taught by '"this interesting case:— flThen in doubt i treat any and all complaints as symptoms i of indigestion and dyspepsia, and in njne . instances out of ten yon will see just such a wonder as ".narrated above. We wish long. We and. happy days to this \ yotrog' iher' good parents and - riepde. M^^^^^^^^^^ m