How a lot of Money Leaks Out.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XV, Issue 4811, 29 August 1894, Page 3

How a lot of Money Leaks Out.

What does a man do when lie finds a hole in the pocket where he carries his money? Anybody can answer that question. Hchasitsewn up, of course, directly, and good and strong, too. I suppose it is with you just as it is with me, AVhen I spend money, even foolishly, I can tell where it went, and may be I've had some sort of pleasure out of it. But I do mortally hate to lose money; lose it out and out, you know, and have 110 satisfaction from it, or know how or when it left my possession. Well now, let inc show you the worst and biggest hole any man ever had in his pocket; a hole that lets tho cash leak away like water through a sieve, a hole that is the hardest in the world to sew up. A short story will show it best, " Drmmnore South" Cottage, " Musselburgh, near Edinburgh, " September lOtli, 1S!)1. "Gentlemen,-Up to 1885 I was always strong and healthy. About this time I began to feel bad' I was tired, languid, dull, and listless, and everything was a burden to me. I had no desire for company, and what had come over mc I could not make out. My tongue and mouth were dry, and I had a deal of phlegm on my stomach, The whites of my eyes next became discoloured, and my skin was yellow. I had no appetite,and after eating.l had great pain at my chest and sides, also across my stomach, After a time the pain settled in my left side,and my heart would beat and jump in a manner that alarmed me. JJy-aud-by I got so weak that I was not able to go about the house, and I fell that I ought to lie in bed .The pains at my side and stomach became so bad that I had to remove my clothing (everything seemed so tight), and I used to press my stomach and hold my sides, to try and ease the pain. Getting worse I saw a doctor at Musselburgh and was under him for three months, but his medicine gave mc no relief. After this I went to a clever doctor at Preston Pans whosaidlwassuffering from indigestion and dyspepsia. He sent to London for some celebrated medicine which was packed in small phials. This medicine seemed to dissolve my food,and I felt easier for a time, but I gained no strength or real benefit, and after perscvcringffithhistreatmcntforsixmonths, I gave it up and fell into my old state, i next went to a doctor at Musselburgh, but all his medicines did me no good, After this I saw another doctor (that is a fourth doctor), but with thesame result; none of them gave me anything: that reached my complaint. I now lost all faith in physic, for I had spent a deal of money and taken so much medicine' that I lost all my teeth through it,' and was no better for it. In great misery I lingered on month aftermonlii, always ailing,-when in August of last year (18' JO), my husband called at Mr Jack's Drug Stores, High Street, Fisher-' row, and told him what my condition was. Mr Jack gave him an account of the wonderful cures he heard of from many of his customers that had taken a medicine called Scigel's Syrup, and strongly recommended him to bring mo a bottle, Ho die] so, and I commenced taking the Syrup, and I found some relief from the first bottle, and by the time I had taken four bottles, I was as well and strong as ever I was inmylife, and have since kept in good health. .1 tell everyone what Scigel's Syrup, has done for me, ' I. never thought to get belter again/ and I considerithas saved niy life.' I wish others : to' know this, aiidif by'.publishing'this statement it will be the means of helping others as it helped me, you can use tins' letter as you like, Yours truly. (Signed) Jemima Watson. ! Look back to about tho middle of tlio above letter,- and again read what tho

writer says: "I Imvo spent a deal of money for mcdicine.'y Yes, nnd money Sim could poorly afford to spare. Illness, and the expenses of illness, is the great | hole in- the pocket .that I alluded to. It costs so much, and what docs it give us in returnP Pain, weariness, and misery. There is another consideration besides. When wo are ill we not only have to bear the increased outgo, but manage to meet larger demands out of a decreased income. ■ Our candlo is burning at both ends. "Yes," yon say, "but how can we keep from falling ill? You cannot always, but in view of the fact that most illnesses arise from indigestion and dyspopsia, a timely use of Mother Scigel's Curative Syrup will prevent it. A few shillings thus invested will save pounds in money and perhaps months of wretchedness. Think over the striking points in Mrs Watson's excellent letter and you will think the same.