Springfield daily republic. [volume] (Springfield, O. [Ohio]) 1887-1888, 1888-09-07
A TRUE STORY IN REAL ufE.
Ii Life worth Livings

application Is as pertinent. as when IL was
first uttered.
At cne time In my life l detel mined to
pursue the study Of medicine. Circum-
stances compelled me to abandon 1t as 3
profession, still had more or less prac-
lice among personal friends sufficient to
keep up my In N I In 1t.
One day l received visit from an old
friend. the cap ain Of a coasting steamer.
He seemed mach worried. and for time
made his visit s1. ing but pleasant. At
last said to him, Captain, you seem
troubled about something, can l Did you in
any way?"
".No" he replied shortly. ''at least
don't think you can. and have pretty
good reasons for thinking so."
felt hart for Q moment, and rather
angerly replied "Well. don't have to-"
'Of course you DON'T" he responded,
"but it is an Internal shame, and 1t makes
me mad all th ough, when think of the
way that have been bled by lot Of
frauds, that call themselves doctors"
Then he continued rapidly. "You know
that boy of miner" l nodded.
.'WeIl, he has been serious tax upon
me for years. not that begradge him any
Luluk lIbt uc EhS CUot tuc, uut L uo Cut5Cs
every time thin4 of the hundreds of dol
lars, earned in the hardest manner, disap-
pearing INTO the pockets of men who
promised much, only to do the worst kind
Of damage in the end"
"Now, / have the cheerful prospect Of
having an undertaker's bill to pay, besides
losing my boy. But" he added, savagely,
II have spent the last dollar that ever
,,;n Cor IN, adt end ho hoo 70 dia tho
quicker the better"
"You have no right to talk in that way,
Capsaiu," said l severely. "As long as
your boy lives. 1t Is your duty to do every
thing in your power to aid him."
And haven't I?" was his response;
"what Is the use of your talking, you
know Just as much about curing him as the
rest OF them; although" he added. 81 be-
lieve you have conscience; the rest that
have had dealings with, don't pan out so
well in that respect" 81 tell yOu," he
continued, ''that boy is doomed; he will go
like like his mother did, and the doctors
can write down in their books of failures,
'one more death from consumption, dis
ease we know nothing about
He relapsed into a moody silence. At
last said, "I, your boy very low. Cap
taipY"
HE can just crawl around" was his re-
sponse, ''and what makes the matter worse
for me, is the pitiful way in which he asks
me to try and do something for him. How
ever, he will be here awhile, and l want
you as friend of mine, to tell me to the
best of your knowledge, how long you
think he is going to last so that can make
my calculations"
While he was talking. saw the boy Ap-
preaching, and just as he stepped into my
office painting and gasping from his exertiOn
in walking. said to myself, 1.-THE grip OF
death is too firmly fastened on you to be
ever shaken off," After greeting him, al
his fathers request, l examined him and
| found him in the condition that 1 shall de-
scribe. He had evidently inherited con-
sumption from his mother; bronchial tJbes
much thickened, so much so as t0
make the operation of breathing
extremely difficult and pa'nir'. Chest
cavity much contracted; arsculat'on and
percussion showed extensive tubercuiods
deposits, aud cavities, tspe cially n the left
loDe of the lungs; body much ems cIa' ID
and bloodless. In feet, rnie's (') my
mind) some miracrlops ina yeution oc
CURED to stay the prosa IS of the disease,
the patient could not survive but few
weeks. talked as cheei July ss could
TO him. but he was too much depressed to
pay much attention 10 anything but his
suffering.
The father sent him to restaurant near
by, and turning to me he asked. "Well,
| what is the verdict"
had been thinking rapidly, and as he
spoke had made up my mind to proceed
ure. as regards the boy, that l determined
to follow out. In answer to his question,
said, Captain, unless something is done
for that boy, you will bury him within 9
month
"Well, what can be done?" he said ex.
citediy. do you want to try your hand
in experimental Do you want some of my
money too? Are you going to sicken him
to death with rotten cod liver oil, blister
his skin with plasters, drug him and iust
him into his coffin?"
"Hold on, Captain" replied; 81 don'i
want your money, but l am going to tiy an
experiment, with your permission. 1t Is q
matter of duty, and in his condition. car
do no harm, II it does no good"
How much is it going to cost?" he
asked. Il don't know" was my reply.
whatever it is,' he rejoined, Twill come
out of your pocket, not mine." .Don'l
bother yourself about that" said l coldly.
When the boy returned, he seemed more
exhausted than when he first entered my
office, and as his father handed him char.
he said TO his son, del, the doctor here
thinks he can do you some good. What
do you say; do you want him to try?"
/ shall never forget the look of the boys
face, and his words, and the heading OF
this article came forcibly into my mind:
I So \ Twin Fv,Aa 4,
to him, as it is to all mankind, when tor
tured with pain, with the clammy hand of
death encircling their throats, the struggle
in his relentless grasp. and cry out in an
agony of terror, ''for Gods sake, save me. "
put him on nutritious diet, eggs and
milk heading the list, and provided him
never used before, or ever expected to. Ii
was sheer experiment on my part, as
recklessly attempted as anything could be.
The result-immediate improvement in
breathing, and general strength of body;
better color, improved spirits, increased
appetite, and an increase in bodily weight
that was astonishing.
At the commencement of treatment he
weighed 90 pounds. In two months, with
constant progress to health, his weight had
increased to 100 pounds. In three months
he accepted situation as an arrand boy,
indulged In running, boyish games Of all
kinds, well boy if ever there was one.
Ask him now If Life is worth living?"
"What was this wonderful preparatiOn?"
do you ask. As matter of right you
should know, and l sOlemuly swear to the
correctness Of my statement.
The boy is still In the land of the living,
and well at that, and both he and his father
will back my statement.
1t was Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Dis
covery, and the entire cost of treatment
was just ten dollars.
The name and postoflice address Of the au-
thor Of the foregoing truthful narrative will
be furnished any interested party who may
apply therefor, either In person or by letter.
10 the Worlds Dispensary Medical Associs.
tion, OF Buffalo. N. Y. For personal reasons.
the author prefers not to have his name pub
lished broad-c cast, and Ii Is In Difference to his
wishes that we omit it.-EpITOR.