The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-04-05

A1ukilhn iniAuu pOFtri VINO II now u private
resident of New York relates the following
interesting story. He objects, for private
reasons, to having his name published, but
authorizes the writer to substantiate his
statement, and, IL necessary, TO refer to
him, in his private capacity, any person
seeking such reference. Deferring to his
wishes, hereby present his statement in
almost the exact language in which he
gave it to me, G. M. FARMER,
1890 Third avenue, New York.
"On my last voyage home from Eng and,
some three years ago, in one of the Cunard
steamers, l noticed one morning, after few
days out OF port, young man hobbling
about on the upper deck, supported by
crutches and seeming to move with extreme
difficulty and no little pain He was we'll
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 at
once attracted my sympathies, and | went
up to him as he leaned against the taffrail
looking out on the foaming track which
the steamer was making
Excuse me, my young friend said.
touching him gently on the shoulder, you
appear to be an invalid and hardly able or
strong enough TO trust yourself unattended
on an ocean voyage; but il you require any
assistance am robust and healthy man
and shall be glad TO help you.'
You are very kind, he replied, in a
weak voice, but require no present aid
beyond my crutches, which enable me to
pass from my stateroom up here to get the
benefit OF the sunshine and the sea breeze
80 You have been a great sufferer, no
doubt l said, and Judge that you have
been afflicted with that most troublesome
disease-rheumatism whose prevalence and
intensity seem TO be on an alarming increase
both in England and America
"' You are right he answered: I have
been its victim for more than a year, and
after failing to find relief from medical skill
have lately tried the Springs OF Carlsbad
and Vichy. Buk they have done me no
good, and l am now on my return home
to Missouri to die, l suppose. l shall be
content If life is spared to me to reach my
mothers presence. She is widow and /
am her only child.
There was pathos in this speech
which affected me profoundly and awaken
ed in me deeper sympathy than had
felt before. 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 ehild-a ten
year'old boy-of neighbor Of mine resid-
ing near my consulate residence, whoihad
been cured of stubborn case Of rheuma-
tism by the use of ST. Jacobs Oil, and
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. / at
once left my young friend and went below
to find the steward. l 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
representation, and hurrying up again,
soon persuaded the young man to allow me
to take him to his berth and apply the
remedy. After doing so covered him up
snugiy in bed and requested him not to get
up until should see him again. That
evening | returned TO his stateroom and
found him sleeping peacefully and breath
ing gently. | reused him and inquired
how he felt. Like a new man. he answer
ed with grateful smile / feel no pain
and am able to stretch my limbs without
difficulty. think I'll get up mo, don't
SS' uP 'o-HhSHtI sdluj DuL leJ NE ruD you
again with the Oil, and in the morning you
said, laughing. ! 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. /
then left him. The next morning when 1
went upon deck for breezy promenade,
according TO my custom, | found my patient
waiting for me with smiling tace, and
without his crutches, although he limped in
his movements, but without pain. / don't
think ever felt 80 happy in my life. To
make long story short, l attended him
closely during the rest of the voyage-some
four days applying the Oil every night,
and guarding him against too much ex-
posure to the fresh and damp breezes, and
on landing at New York he was able, with
out assistance, to mount the hotel omnibus,
and go to the Astor House. | called on
him two days later, and found him actually
engaged in packing his trunk, preparatory
to starting West for his home, that evening.
With bright and grateful smile he well
coined me, and pointing to little box care
iully done up in thick brown paper, which
stood upon the table, he said My good
friend, can you guess what that isP "A
present Tor your sweetheart l answered.
No. he aughed-'that is a dozen bottles
of st. Jacobs Oil, which / have just pur.
chased from Hudnut, the druggist, across
the way, and am taking them home 10
show my good mother what has saved her
sons life and restored him to her in health.
And with it would like to carry you along
also, to show her the face of him, without
whom, / should probably never have tried
1t. If you should ever visit the little village
OF Sedalia, in Missouri, Charlie Townsend
and his mother will welcome you to their
little home, with hearts full of gratitude,
and they will show you bottle of st.
jacobs Oil enshrned in silver and gold
cssket, which We shall keep as a parlor
ornament as we'll as memento of our meet
ing on the Cunard steamer
"'We parted, after an hours pleasant
chat with mutual goodwill and esteem,
and few weeks afterwards / received
laff To-. r. L. IL