"Put Your Spare Time in the Bank."

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XIII, Issue 4156, 5 July 1892, Page 3

"Put Your Spare Time in the Bank."

Did you cm hear of the Australian Time Bank (Limited)! No\ Well, then, you mutt how about it, and right away, too. Mr Anstoy describes it. The idea is this, Yon don't wo all your time to advantage. Most ot it in tact runs to waste. You often have tho time, but no chauco to invest it profitably. So the timo slides out ol your possession, just as spilled water soab into the ground and is lost, Supposo you could put your useless time into a bank, as you do money, and draw it out on cheques as you want it. Do you sec? Wouldn't that be wbat the Americans call " A big thing ?" _ "Bosh 1_ Stuff! Hnmbui?i" you say. "It impossible, If wo could do that we might bank time enough to turn us into boys and girls again.'! True, eo we might, but as you say, it can't be done, Yet isn't there a moral in the idea? Open your eyes and read. The moral is plain as tho trupk on an oiipbant. If you cun't ijcl luck your watte time, then don't tnufe it," Now, isn't a man wasting time when he 'setsill? "Oh," you say, "but he can't help it," That's worse nonsense than the Timo Bank. Yes, ho can help it, nino times out of ten. Look for a second, Hore's a man who goes on io talk like this; " There was never, 1 ' he says, " a stronger man in England than I was up to December, 1881. I nm a gamekeeper, and about this time we had a deal of trouble witli a gang of poachers. I had to keep much all night long, and was scarcely over in ben, and q(lct\ slept in my damp dolha. At last we nabbed the poachers and tynded them in jail,' Shortly alter this I was taken bad. At lirst I merely felt tired and dull, lhada bad taste in the mouth with slime covering my tongue and teeth, I could eat little or nothing, but what I did eat gave mo great pain, I felt as if held in a vice; my breathing laboured and short, and I spat up a great deal of phlegm, I had a dreadful hacking cough, and could get no sleep at night; for after ten minutes' sleep I would wake up and cough for two or three hours at a spell, Night after night I heard the. clock strike every hoihV' ■ " When the bad attacks ennjo on I felt as if I should suffocate, and had to be bolstered up in bed, I was coughing and spitting up matter and phlegm all night long.' Finally I got so weak I couldn't walk across the floor, and if I ventured out my breathing was so bad that I had to st:p and rest every few yards. Of course I was obliged to give up my work, and for eight months I did nothing. I was under tho doctor' all this time, and from the first he said my case was tt bad one. After a whilo ho said to my wife, T ]ri)iir Atutaid it in acoiuumntion and will Mwradkiter.' « ■■ "I thought it was all over with me, and every ono who'saw me' thought I would dio. About this timo I read in a Liverpool paper of a mcdiclno called Mother iieigclVCurative i Syrup, anil fancied I should like to try it, So mjßOßJ'whghvejinMvernool, got melwo (

bottles, and before 1 had used up tho second ono my cough was all gone, my breathing was easy and I could pat anything I soon got back to my work, and have enjoyed good sound health over sinco, When I bogan taking tho Syrup I was so low I don't believe I could have hold out much longor. I havo lived all my lito in this district, and in my present houßO forty years. (Signed) "Thomas Batkman, , • " Mavbury Locks, " Nenr Whitchurch, Salop "March 23rd, 1891." What are wo to learn from Mr Batsman's experience! First, that ho had no real consumption. His cough and the spitting up of matter were symptoms of a thoroughly disordered condition of the digestive organs, brought on by exposure, loss of rest, and tbo breaking up of all his regular habits of life, This-resulted from his outlying for tho poachers sill his foolish sleeping in his damp clothes, Acute indiccstinn and dys-> pepsin followed, of course, with all the suffering which ho details so well, But was the illness his fault ? We do not say it was his fault, for may bo bis jejupation compel led him to take such risksThut where there is ono case of this kirn) there oro a hundred in which the evil might have been ovorted. ■■' Wo conclude then that prevention is bet. tcr than cure, but when a euro must be sought, the most Succepslul and trustworthy remedy is Mother (Jeigel's Syrup, Mr Batemantold John Wilkinson this, and his account will soon bo printed.