The Stourbridge Observer, Cradley Heath, Halesowen & District Chronicle.
Stourbridge, West Midlands, England, 1887-10-22 00:00:00

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WHY HE Dii7,/ NOT GO
TO THE HOSPITAL.
HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR.

MY object in writing is twofold
—to express my gratitude
for a great benefit, and to tell a
short story which _cannot fail to
interest the feelings of many others.
It is all about myself, but I have

remarked that when a man tells the

honest truth about himself he is all
the more likely to be of use to his

fellow-creatures.- To begin, then,
you must know I had long been
more or less subject to attacks of

btonchitis, a complaint that you

are aware is very common and
troublesome in Great Britain in

certain seasons of the year. Some
months ago I had a very severe
turn of it, worse, I think, than I
had ever had before. It was pro-
bably brought on by my catching
cold, as we are all apt to do when
we least expect it. Weeks passed
by, and my trouble proved to be
very obstinate. It would not yield

to medicine, and as I also began to

have violent racking pains in my
limbs and back, I became greatly
alarmed. I could neither eat nor

sleep. If I had been a feeble, sickly
man, I should have thought less
strangely of it; but as, on the con-
trary, I was hearty and robust, I
feared some new and terrible thing
had got hold of me, which might
make all my strength of no avail
against it. I say, that was the way
I tbought.

Presently I could not even lie
down for the pain all over my body,
I asked my doctor what he thought
of my condition, and he frankly said,
"I am sorry to have to tell you
that you are getting worse!" This
so frightened my friends, as well as
myself, that they said, " Thomas,
you must go to the hospital; it may
be your only chance for life!"

But I didn't want to go to the
hospital. Who does ? when he thinks

he can possibly- get along. without
doing it. I am a labouring 'llan,
with a large family depending on
GENERAL .NEWS.

me for support, and I might almost

as well be in my grave as to be laid

on my back in a hospital unable to

lift a hand for months, or God only

knows how long. Right at this
point I had. a thought flash across

my mind like a streak of sunshine

in a cloudy day. I had heard and

read a good deal about Mother

Seigel's Curative Syrup, and I re-

solved, before consenting to be taken

to the hospital, I would try that

well-known remedy. On this I gave
up the doctor's medicine and began

taking the Syrup. Mark the wonder-

ful result! I had taken but three

doses within twenty-four hours when

I was seized with a fit of coughing,

and threw up the phlegm and mucus
off my chest by the mouthful. The

Syrup had loosened and broken it

up. Continuing with the Syrup,
the racking pain, which I believe
came from the bitter and poison

humotirs in my blood and joints,
soon left me entirely, and I felt like
going to sleep, and I did sleep sound

and quiet. Then I felt hungry, with

a natural appetite, and as I ate I

soon got strong and well.
felt I could leap through the air

with delight !

In a week I was able to go to my •

work again.

It doesn't seem pos-

sible, yet it is true, and the neigh-
bours know it. Them are plenty

of witnesses to prove it. And, there-

fore, when I say I preach the good

iIeNN s of tile great power of Seigel's

Syrup to cure pain and disease far

and wide, nobody will wonder at
me.

THOMAS CANNING.

75, Military Road,

Canterbury, Kent.

Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup

is for sale by all chemists and

medicine vendors, price 2s. 6d. per

bottle, and by the proprietors, A. J.
White, Limited, 35, Farringdon
Road, London, E.O.