The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-02-17

lately tried the springs Of Carlybad ant
Flchy. But they have done me no good
and an now on my return home to Mis-
souri, to die, / suppose | shall be conten
II life is spared to me to reach my mother:
presence. She is widow and | am bel
only child
There was a pathos in his speech which
affected me profoundly and awakened 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 standing. my
thoughts reverted to q child-a ten year old
boy-ofa neighbor of mine residing near my
| consulate residence, who had been cured OF
stubborn case Of rheumatism 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 a very
severe attack of the govt in New York just
before his last voyage ythe use of the same
remedy. | at once left my young friend and
went below to find the steward 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 ii
on my representation. and hurrying up
again, soon persuaded the young man to
allow me 10 take him to his berth and apply
the remedy. After doing so | covered him
up snugly in bed and requested him not to
get up till ] should see him again. That
evening | returned to his stateroom and
found him sleeping peacefully and breathing
gently. | reused him and enquired how be
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grateful smile. 4 feel no pain and am
able to stretch my limbs without difficulty.
think I'll get up No, don't get up to-
night said, 'but let me rub you with the
Oil again, and in the morning you will be
able TO go above All right he said,
laughing. l then applied the Oil again,
rubbing his knees, ankles and arms thor
opghly, and he said he felt as if he had a
mustard peultice over his entire body. I
then left him. The next morning when /
went upon deck for o breezy promenade,
according to my custom, found my patient
waiting for me with q smiling face, and
aolthout has cruteheS, although he limped in
his movements, bat without pain. / don't
think | ever felt so happy in my life. To
make long story short, | attended him
four days-applying the Oil every night,
aud guarding him against too much exposure
to the fresh and damp breezes, and on land
ing at New York, he was able, without as
sistance, to mount the hotel omnibus, and go
to the Aston House. | called on him two
days later, and found him actually en-
gagged in packing his trunk, preparatory to
starting West fer his home, that evening
With q bright and grateful smile he well
coined me and pointing to a little box
carefully done up in thick, brown paper,
which stood upon the table, he said: "My
good friend, can you guess what that is?'
"A present for your sweetheart l answered.
No. he laughed, shat is a dozen bottles of
Saint Jacobs Oil, which l have just pur.
chased from Hudnut, the druggist across
the way, and I am taking them home to
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
it. If you should ever visit the little viii
lage of Sedalia, in Missouri, Charlie Towns
end and his mother will welcome you to
their little home, with hearts full of graft
tude, and they will show you bottle of st.
Jacobs Oil enshrined 10 a silver and gold
casket, which we shall keep as parlOr or
as well as a momento of our meet
ing on the Cunard steamer
We parted, after an hours pleasant chat
with mutual good will and esteem. and
few weeks afterwards | received a letter
from him telling me he was in perfect health
and containing many grateful expressions
of his affectionate regards. "-Brooklyn Ea.
gle.