The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1889-05-03
WHY he DID NOT co TO the HOsPl-
TAI.
HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR.

HE COULD LEAP THROUGH THE AIR.
Nj Y object in writing is two-fold:
I'VE to express my gratitude for n
great benefit, and to tell short story
which cannot fail to interest the
feelings of many others. 1t is all
about myself, but I have remarked
that when man tells the honest
truth about himself he is all the
more likely to be of use to his fell
low-creatures. To begin, then, you
must know l had long been more or
less subject to attacks of bronchitis,
complaint that you are aware is
very common and troublesome in
Great Britain in certain seasons of
the year. Some months ago had
very severe turn of it, worse, l
think, than ever had before. 1t
was probably brought on by my
catching cold, as we are all apt to
do when we least expect it. Weeks
passed by, and my trouble proved
to be very obstinate. 1t would not
yield to medicine, and as | also be-
gan to have violent racking pains in
my limbs and back, | became great
ly alarmed. l could neither eat nor
sleep. If had been feeble, sick
ly man, l should have thought less
strangely of it; but as, on the con-
trary, l was hearty and robust, L
feared some new and terrible thing
had got hold of me, which might
make my strength of no avail against
it. | say, that was the way l
thought.
Presently / could not even lie
down for the pain all over my body.
asked my doctor what he thought
of my condition, and he frankly,
II am sorry to have to tell you that
you are getting worse!" This so
frightened my friends, as well as
myself, that they said "ThomaS,
yow must 90 to tie Hospital; it
may be your only chance for Mei"
But | didn't want to go to the
hospital. Who does, when he
thinks he can possibly get along
without doing it? l am labouring
man, with large family depending
on me for support, and | might al
most as well be in my grave as to
be laid on my back in q hospital
unable to lift hand for months,
or God only knows how long. Right
at this point l had a thought flash
across my mind like streak of sun
shine in cloudy day. 1 had heard
and read good deal about Mother
Seigel's Curative Syrup, and re-
solved, before consenting to be
taken to the hospital, l would try
that wellknown remedy. On this |
gave up the doctors medicine and
began taking the Syrup. Mark the
wonderful result! | had taken but
three doses within twenty-four hours
when l was seized with fit Of
coughing, and threw up the phlegm
and mucus off my chest by the
mouthful. The Syrup has loosened
and broken it up. Continuing with
the Syrup, the racking pain, which
L believe came from the bitter anG
poison humors in my blood anc
joints, soon left me entirely, and
felt like going to sleep, and die
sleep sound and quiet. Then L fel
hungry, with a natural appetite, ant
as ate L soon got strong and well
| L JeH 1 could leap through th'
air aojth delight!
| In week l was able to go to my
work again. 1t doesn't seem posi-
BILE, yet it is true, and the neigh
bours know it. There are plenty
of witnesses to prove it. And
therefore, when l say L preach thu
good news of the great power o
Seigels Syrup to cure pain and di
sease far and wide, nobody vii
wonder at me.
THOMAS CANNING.
70, Military-road, Canterbury,
Kent.
Mother Seigel's Curative Syrul
is for sale by all chemists and medi
cine vendors; and by the Proprie
tors, A. j. White, Limited, 35, Far
ringdon-road, London E. c., Eng
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