My watch and Other Watches.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XV, Issue 4713, 8 May 1894, Page 3

My watch and Other Watches.

One evening Inst summer I bad some writing to do at my house, Ths weather was very hot, and I took oil my coat and waist coat. My now gold watch (that I had paid £3O for) 1 laid before me on the table, where I could keep an eye on it, Solar so good. I wrote on,and papers accumulated on the table, ono ot them covering my watch, teaching out for something I wanted, my arm aooidontly- swept it to the floor, Oh, heavens, what luck 11 picked it up—tenderly as one picks up a child who has had a bad tumble. Was ii still running? Yes, faintly; but ns I put it to my ear it ticked a fow times, feebly and slowly, and then stopped-dead watch. A minute ago it was a vital thing-now merely a lot of molioulesswhcols in a case. What was broken ? I couldn't say. 'lhe watchmaker must repair it and return it with his bill. So much for my stupid carelessness.

Yet nobody is so poor as to carry a more valuable watch than that; ono that will run away years without winding. But when it stops, ab I then, who is able to set going again ? Speaking about the one he owns, Mr Geo. W, Burton, of Kirton Holme, Boston, sayi " My heart fluttered in a way to alarm mo, Sometimes it was so bad I fancied I coukl hear it ilop bealintj,'' What ailed Mr Burton's heart? Perhaps his letter will help us to find out. He saysln October, 1887,1 began to feel weary and languid. Iliad a bad taste in the mouth, and in the morning my teeth and gums were covered with a thick bloody slime. My appetite failed, and after eating I bad great pain in the chest and stomach, All the time I had a craving for food, but dare not take solids. It seemed sometimes that my Load would burst with pain, and I was so dizzy I could hardly see, After a while a cough set in, and I spat up great quantities of phlegm, Later on my breathing becamo vory bad, and I would break out into a cold sweat, I kept on growibg weaker' uutil it was all I could do to get about, and in this condition I continued for four years, Daring this time I consulted doctors and-used all the different medicines I lieavd of, but none ot thorn did any good." Now, let's think a minute. Mr Burton says his heart fluttered and palpitated, he had a hacking coughj and difficulty in breathing-three frightful things. A man might die of any one of them, as we all known, Yet ho recovered from all of them —ami all al Ihe same lime, He says ; "In February, 1891, I heard of what Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup had done in similar cases, and I determined to try it, and got a bottlo from Messrs Grimble and Kent, chemists, Boston, The first fow doses gave relief, and by continuing to use it in a short time I was perfectly cured, I make this atatement in order that others may know where to look lor a remedy in an illness like mine,"

(Signed) " Geo. W, Borton." We rojoico at his restoration to health, but what, after all, ailed him 1 Did he We three diseases-viz,, heart complaint, consumption, and asthma ? And, if so, how on earth could Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup have cured them-each affecting different organs ? _ The answer is, he had but one disease, indigestion and dyspepsia, ol which tho feeble heart, the irritated throat, and the burdened lungs were tell-tales and symptoms. The poisoned blood—filled with deadly acids from the stomach—half paralysed tho norves, and thus disordered the heart's aotion; it also infeoted tho delicate mombrano lining of the lungs and air passages, producing astluna and the cough that scorned to threaten consumption, One disease, many misleading symptoms—that is the truth; deluding physioians, and frightening patients into thinking there is no hopo. When life's limepieco runs down no power on earth can wind it up again, but Mr Bur-1 ton's case, and thousands more, provo that it !s often good for many a year after you thought the works would Boon be motionless in the oase. ~