The examiner., 1882-03-25
An Ex.C0nSnlss Story.


 resident of New York, relates the foilowin, interesting story. He objects, for privat,
 reasons, to having his naine psblished, bu authorizes the writer to substantiate hi statement, and, if necessary, to refer t, him, in his private capacity, any person seeking such reference. Deferring to hi wishes, hereby present his statement il almost the exact language in which h, gave it to me, c. M. FARMER,
 1890 Third avenue, New York.
 "On my last voyage home from England some three years ago, in one of the CunarC steamers, I noticed one morning, after few days out of port, young man hobblins about on the upper deck, supported bJ crutches and seeming to move with extreme difficulty and no little pain. He was vel dressed and of exceedingly handsome coun tenance, but his limbs were somewhat emaciated and his face very sallow and bore the traces of long suffering. As he seemed to have no attendant or companion, he a once attracted my sympathies, and I wen up to him as he leaned against the taffrai looking out on the foaming track whicl the steamer was making.
 "' Excuse me, my young friend, 1 said touching him gently on the shoulder, syor appear to be an invalid and hardly able ol strong enough to trust yourself unattended on an ocean voyage; but if you require any assistance am robust and healthy mar and shall be glad to help you.'
 "'You are very kind he replied, in z weak voice, but require no present aie beyond my crutches, which enable me tc pass from my stateroom up here to get the benefit Of the sunshine and the sea breeze
 You have been a great sufferer, nc doubt I said, and judge SAat you have been afflicted with that most troublesome disease-rheumatism, whose prevalence ane intensity seem to be on an alarming increass both in England and America
 "' You are right he answered; I have been it's victim for more than year, and after failing to find relief from medical skill have lately tried the Springs of Carlsbad and Vichy. But they have done me nc to Missouri to die, suppose. I shall b, content if life is spared to me to reach my mothers presence. She is a widow and am her only child.
 "There was pathos in this speech which affected me profoundly and awaken ed in me deeper sympathy than l had felt beiore I had no words to answer him, and stood silently beside him watching the snowy wake of the ship. While thus stand ing my thoughts reverted to child-a ten- year-old boy-of neighbor of mine resid- ing near my consulate residence, who had been cured of 8 stubborn case of rheuma- tism by the use of St. Jacobs Oil, and I remembered that the steward of the ship had told me the day before that he had cured himself of very severe attack of the gout in New York just before his last voy- age by the use of the same remedy. l at once left my young friend and went below 10 find the steward. I not only found him off duty, but discovered that he had bottle of the Oil in his locker, which he had carried across the ocean in case of another attack. He readily parted with it on my and hurrying up again, 1 soon persuaded the young man to allow me 10 take him to his berth and apply the After doing so covered him up snugly in bed and requested him not to get Hp until should see him again. That evening l returned to his stateroom and found him sleeping peacefully and breath how he felt. Like new man, he answer ed with grateful smile I feel no pain and am able to stretch my limbs without difficulty. l think l'll get up.' No, don't get up tonight said, 'but let me rub you again with the Oil, and in tie morning you will be able to go above All right he said, laughing. I then applied the Oil again, rubbing his knees, ankles and arms thoroughly, until he said he felt as if he had a mustard poultice all over his body. I hen left him. The next morning when went upon deck for a breezy promenade, according to my custom, I found my patient waiting for me with smiling tace, and without his crutches, although he lmped in his movements, but without pain. don't hink ever felt so happy in my life. To make long story short, I attended him closely during the rest of the voyage-some our days-applying the Oil every night, md guarding him against too much ex- on landing at New York he was able, with put assistance, to mount the hotel omnibus, and go to the Astor House. I called on nim two days later, and found him actually in packing his trunk, preparatory o starting West for his home, that evening. With bright and grateful smile he wei 'omed me, and pointing to little box care ully done up in thick brown paper, which tood upon the table, he said: My good riend, can you guess what that is?' A present. for your sweetheart answered. Mo- he laughed-'tha is dozen bottles of St. Jacobs Oil, which I have just pur chased from Hudnut, the druggist, across he way, and I am taking them home 10 how my good mother what has saved i,er on's life and restored him 10 heT in health And with it would like to carry you along llso, to show her the face of him, without whom, should probably never have tried |. If you should ever visit the little village 'f Sedalia, in Missouri, Charlie Townsend md his mother will welcome you to their it le home, with hearts full of gratitude, md they will show you bottle of St. Jacobs Oil enshrined in silver and gold :asket, which we shall keep as a parlor ornament as we'll as memento of our meet ng on the Cunard steamer
 We parted, after an hours pleasant hat with mutual goodwill and esteem, nd a few weeks afterwards I received a etter from him telling me he was in per ect health and containing many graceful expressions of his afectionate regards."- Brooklyn Eagle.
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