The Dickinson press., 1884-03-01
A MODERN
A Eziraole that Took Plaoe in our Kids,
Unknown to the Pnblio-The Detail.
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A Miracle that Took Place in our Midst
Unknown to the pnblio-The Details
in Full.
Detroit Free Press.)
One of the most remarkable occurren-
ces ever given to the public, which took
place here in our midst, has Just come
to u knowledge and will undoubtedly
awaken as much surprise and attract as
great attention as thas already i nnews-
paper circles. The facts are, briefly, as !
follows: Mr.. William A. Crombie, a
young man formerly residing at Birming-
ham, a suburb of Detroit, and now liy-
ing at 2S7 Michigan Avenue in this city, |
can truthfully say that he has looked
into the future world and yet returned
to this. A representative of this paper
has interviewed him upon this impor-
tant subject and his experiences IRE Civ
en- to the public for the first time. He
said:
Chad been having most peculiar SEN
sations for a long while. My head felt
dull n heavy M eyesight did not seem
clear as formerly my appetite was uncer-
tam and l was unaccountably tired. 1t
was an effort to rise in the morning and
yet could not sleep at night. My mouth
tasted badly, Ihad a faint all-gone sensa-
ton i'll the pit of my stomach that food
did not satisfy, while my hands and feet
were cold and clammy. I was nervous
and irritable, and lost all enthusiasm. At
times my head would seem to whirl and
my heart palpitated terribly. had no
energy, no ambition, and i seemed in
different of the present and thoughtless
for the future. tried to shake the feel
ing off and persuade myself it was sim
ply q cold OF a little malaria. But it
would not go. I was determined not to
give up, and so time passed along and all
the while I was getting worse. It was
about this time that 1 noticed I had be-
gun to bloat fearfully. Ny limbs were
swollen so that by pressing my fingers
upon them deep impressions would be
made. My face also began to enlarge,
and continued to until 1 could scarcely
see out of my eyes. One ofmy friends,
describing my appearance at that time,
said: cit is an animated something but
l should like to X .ow what" In this
condition l passed several weeks of the
greatest agony"
"Finally, one Saturday night, the mis-
cry eliminated. Nature could endure
no more. I became irrational and APP
parently insensible. Cold sweat gath
cred on my forehead; my eyes became
glazed and my throat ratified. Iseemed
to be in another sphere and with other
surroundings. knew nothing of what
occurred around me, although I have
since learned ii was considered as death
ny those who stood by. 1t was to me a
luiet state, yet n of great agony. 1
was helpless, hopeless and pain was my
only companion. [ remember trying to
see what was beyond me, but the mist
before my eyes was too great. I tried to
reason, but I he'd lost all power. / felt
that it was death, and realized how ter
rible it was. At last the strain Upon my
mind gave way and all was q blank. How
long this continued I do not know, but
at last I realized the presence of friends
and recognized my mother. 1 then
thoughtit was earth, but was not certain.
Igradually regained consciousness, how
ever, and the pain lessened. I found
that my friends had, during my uncon-
sciousness, been giving me Appropriation
l had never taken before, and the next
day, under the influence Of this treat
ment, the bloating began to disappear
and from that time on 1 steadily i'm
proved, until to-day I am as we'll as ever
before in my life, have no traces of the
terrible acute Bright's disease, which so
nearly killed ME, and all through the
wonderful instrumentality of Warmers
Safe Cure, the remedy that brought me
to life after 1 was virtually in another
world"
"You have had an unusual expert
ence. Mr.. Crombie," said the writer,
who had been breathlessly listening to
the recital.
Eyes | think 1 have," was the reply,
land it has been q valuable lesson to
me. 1 am certain, though, there are
thousands of men and women at this
very moment who have the same ailment
which came so near killing me,
and they do not know it. Ibelieve kid
ney disease is the the most deceptive
trouble in the world. 1t comes like q
thief in the night. 1t has no certain
symptoms, but seems to attack each one
differently. 1t is quiet, treacherous, and
all the more dangerous. It is killing
more people, to day, than any other
one complaint. If I had the power I
would warn the entire world against it
and urge them to remove it from the
system before it is too late"
' One Of the members of the firm of
Whitehead & Mitchell, proprietors of
the Birmingham Eccentric, paid a fra
ternal visit to this Office yesterday, and
in the course of conversation, Mr.. Crom-
bie's name was mentioned.
81 knew about his Sickness" said the
editor, "and his remarkable recovery. ]
had his obituary all in type and an
nounced in the Eccentric that he could
not live until its next issue. 1t was GER
tainly a most wonderful case"
Rev. A. r. Bartlett, formerly pastor
of the M. r. Church, at Birmingham,
and now of Schoolcraft, Mich, in re:
Spouse to a telegram, replied:
"Mr. w. A. Orombie, was a member
Of my congregation at the time of his
sickness. The prayers of the church
were requested for him on two different
occasions, ] was with him the day he
was reported by his physicians as dying.
and consider his recover almost a mira
I cle."
Il Not one person in a million ever comes
so near death as did Mr.. Crombie and
then recover, but the men and women
who are drifting toward the same end
are legion. To note the slightest symp.
toms, to realize their significance and tc
; meet them in time by the remedy
: which has been shown to be most eff.