The Russellville Democrat., 1882-03-09

resident of New York, relates the follow. ing interesting story. He objects, fol private reasons, to have his name pub lished, but authorizes hemriter 0 s,tbstanti. ate his statement, and, if necessary, to refer to him. in his private capacity, any person seeking such reference. Deferring to his wishes, I hereby pre- sent his statement in almost the exact language in which he gave it to me
 c. NJ. FARMER,
 1890 Third dUenue, NeC York.
 "On my last voyage home from Eng land, some three years ago, in one of the Cunard steamers, 1 noticed one morning, after few days cut of port, young man hobbling about on the upper deck, sup ported by crutches and seeming to move with extreme difficulty and no little pain. He was well dressed and of exceed dingly handsome countenance, but his I 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 Hooking out on the foaming track which the steamer was making.
 Excuse me, my young friend said, touching him gently on the shoul- l der, you appear to be an invalid and hardly able or strong enough to trust 1 yourself unattended on an ocean voyage; l but if you require any assistance 1 am a robust and healthy man and shall be | glad to help you.'
 You are very kind,' he replied, in a weak voice, but l require no present aid l beyond my crutches, which enable me to pass from my stateroom up here to get | the benefit of the sunshine and the sea | breeze
 "'You have been great sufferer, no doubt,' said, and judge that you have been afflicted withthat most troublesome disease e-rheumatism, whose prevalence and intensity seem to be on an alarming increase both in America and England.'
 "'You are right he answered.; I have been its 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 no good; and I am now on my return home to Missouri to die, sup pose. I shall be content if lie is spared me to reach my mothers presence. She isssa widow and am her only child
 There was a pathos in Iis speech WHICH dil6Cltu Iilt dilu awakened ill me q deeper sympathy than had felt before. l 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 child-a ten year old boy of 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 1 remem- bered 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 voyage by the use of the same remedy. at once left my young friend and went l 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 1 parted with it on my representation, and ] hurrying up again, l soon persuaded the young man to allow me to take him to his berth and apply the remedy. After doing so l covered him up snugly 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 breathing gently. ! reused him and inquired how he i felt. Like a new man. he answered. with a grateful smile I feel no pain, and am able ito stretch my limbs with out difficulty. I think I'h get up No, don't get up tonight l said, but let me rub you again with the Oil and in the morning you will be able to go above.' All right he said, laughing then ap- piled the Oil again, rubbing his knees, ankles and arms thoroughly, until he said he felt as if he had mustard poultice all over his body. 1 then left him. The next morning when l went upon deck for a breezy promenade, ac- cording to my custom, 1 found my pa tient waiting for me with a smiling face, and lcidto,h his crutcbes, although he limped in his movements, but without pain. l don't think 1 ever felt so 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 exposure to the fresh and damp breezes, and on landing at New York, he was able without assist ance, to mount the hotel omnibus, and go to the Astor House. I called on hlm two days later, and found him actually | buBdRSu III DdChihE LID tiubh tory to starting West for his home that evening. With bright and grateful smile he welcomed me, and pointing to little box carefully done up in thick brown paper which stood upon the table, he said My good friend, can you guess what that is2' "A present for your sweetheart answered. 'No,' he laugh | ed, that is a dozen bottles of St. Jacobs Oil which have just purchased from Hudnut, the druggist across the way, and am taking them home to show my good mother what has saved her sons l life and restored him to her in health. And with it l would like to carry you along also, to show her the face of him without whom l should probably never have tried it. If you should ever visit the little village of Sedalia, in Missouri, 1 Charlie Townsend and his mother will welcome you to their little home, with hearts full of gratitude, and they will show you a bottle of St. Jacobs Oil en- shrined in & silver and gold casket, which we shall keep as a parlor ornament as well as memento of our meeting on the | Cunard steamer
 "We parted, after an hours pleasant chat, with mutual goodwill and esteem, and few weeks afterwards received a l letter from him telling me he was in perfect health, and containing many | graceful expressions of his aflectionate l regards. Brooklyn Eagle.