The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1888-06-06
A REMARKABLE CASE.

editorial columns
Our readers may recall the cir
cumstance of young clerk, named
Arthur Richold, falling insensible
on the Weatley Lane in this town
some time ago, and being picked
up, as he continued perfectly help
less, and taken in a cab by two
gentlemen to the office of +. w.
Fisher, Esq; the solicitor who en-
ployed him. On restoring him to
consciousness it was ascertained
that he was afflicted with what
seemed to be an incurable disease.
When he was able TO speak he
said he had been to his dinner and
and was on his way back to his
work, when suddenly his head was
in whirl and he fell in the street
like man who is knocked down.
On coming to his senses in the soli-
citor's office he thought what this
might mean, and feared he was
going to have fit of illness, which
we all know is very dreadful
thing for poor man with family
to care for.
With this in his mind he at once
sought the best medical advice,
telling the doctors how he had been
attacked. They questioned him,
and found that his present malady
was exhaustion of the nervous sys-
tenn resulting from general debility,
indigestion, and dyspepsia of
chronic nature. This in turn had
been caused by confinement to his
desk and grief at the loss of dear
friends by death. The coming on
of this strange disease, as described
by Mr.. Richold, must be of inter-
est both to sick and well. He had
noticed for several years previously,
in fact, that his eyes and face be-
gan to have yellow look; there
was sticky and unpleasant slime
on the gums and teeth in the
morning; the tongue coated; and
the bowels so bound and costive
that it induced that most painful
and troublesome allment-the piles.
He says there was some pain in
the sides and back and sense of
fulness on the right side, as though
the liver were charging, which
proved to be the terrible fact.
The secretions from the kidneys
would be scanty and high-coloured,
with kind of gritty or sandy
deposit after standing.
These things had troubled Mr..
Richold long time, and after his
fall in the street he clearly perceived
that the fit of giddiness was nothing
more than sign of the steady
and deadly advance of the complaint,
which began in digestion and dys-
depsia. His story of how he went
from one physician TO another in
search of cure that his wife and
little ones might not come TO want is
very pathetic and touching. Finally
he became too ill to keep his situa-
ton and had to give it up. This
was a sad calamity. He was appali-
ed to think how he should be able to
live. But God raised up friends
who helped to keep the wolf from
the door. He then went to the sea-
side at Walton -the-Naze, but
neither the change, nor the ply
sicians who treated him there, did
any good. All being without avail
he visited London, with q sort of
vague hope that some advantage
might happen to him in the metro
polls. This was in October, 1885.
How wonderful, indeed, are the
ways of Providence, which dashes
down our highest hopes and then
helps us when we least expect it.
While in London he stated his con-
dition to friend, who strongly ad-
vised him to trya medicine which he
called Mother SeigePs Curative
Syrup, saying it was genuine and
honest, and often cured when every
thing else had failed. He bought
o bottle of chemist in Pimlico, and
began using it according to the di-
rections. He did this without faith
or hope, and the public, may there
fore judge of his surprise and plea.
sure when after taking a few doses
he felt great relief. He could eat
better; his food distressed him less /;
the symptoms we have named abated /;
the dark spots which had foated
before his eyes like smuts of SCOT,
gradually disappeared, and his
strength increased. Before this
time his knees would knock together
whenever he tried to walk. So en-
couraged vas he now that he kept
on using Mother Seigels CuutiUe
Syrup until it ended in completely
curing him.
In speaking of his wonderful re
covery Mr.. Richold says it made
him think of poor Robinson Crusoe,
and his deliverance from captivity
on his island in the sea; and added,
"But for Mother SeigePs Curative
Syrup the grass would now be
growing over my grave"
Our readers can rest assured of
of the strict truth of all the state
ments in this most remarkable case,
as Mr.. Richold (now residing at
Swiss Cottage, Walton -the-Naze)
belongs to one of the oldest and
most respected families in the beau