The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1894-09-01
"Your Life Is Not Worth a Straw

Not worth straw, eh? Then it
was worth Just not bing--uOth hing at
all. Who has not used that com
parisnD a thousand times to- express
absolute worthlessness7 A straw?
The wind blows il away, fire burns
it up, cattle tread it in the mud, it
rots by the roadside. What of it,
| Who cares for a straw
Yet this is exactly what a doctor
recently said To one Of his patients.
I" Your life is not uorth strdw."
! How much is a doctor worth who
will speak so to one that trusts him,
and has no hope but in his skill9
For my part, il he were up for sale
at auction, would lid one straw
| for bm--no more. Even il what he
said was true, he had no right to
say IL. Such a doctor is more likely
to- kill with his tongue than to cure
with his drugs.
A woman tells the story, and she
tells il we'll. Ii it doesn't sound
like the truth, then ! don't know
what ever does. The dates aud
facts are all thore, plain and or
derly.
an the summer of 1873" she says,
81 found myself feeling tired, lam
guild, low.spirited and weak. I felt
as IL some evil was about to happen.
My appetite was poor, aud after
eating [ had excruciating pain at
my loins aud sides. There was a
horrible pain at the pit Of my sto-
mach, aud a rising in the throat a.
IL should choke. My head felt as
though | had ton weight on il
Gradually | got worse, and for
months could take ouly liquid food.
At night I lay awake for hours to-
gether.
later on I suffered greatly from
nervous prostration. My legs trem.
bled and shook so feared to fall.
II a knock came to the door I trem-
bled from head to foot. had fire.
quent attacks which began with
alpitation OF the heart and sudden
stoppage Of the breath. At these
tunes | was speechless aud helpless.
They say | looked like corpse, cold
aud bloodless, my fngernails and
lips having turned black. After q
while this would pass of. leaving
me weak aud PROSTATE. | got so
enariated and thin that was ouly
"a bag Of bonss, and so weak | had to
take hold Of the furniture to steady
myself as | crossed the room. As
time went on the nervousness and
foreboiings Of evil So increased that
1 feared ] should 60 out Of my
mind. The neighbors said il would
be a mercy IL tho Lord would re-.
lease IN. from my sullerings.
"ln this condition | continued for
over four years, during Thich fipw
consulted fire doctors, but nothing
they gave me did any good. They
all said my ailment was heart
disease, and one said, Your life 1,
not north s'rdw.'
ain despair | gave up taking
pbysic, as felt that nothing would
save me. In May, 1882, ten years
ago, n lady (Mrs. lsichardson) called
at my house, told me of Mother
Seig.l's Curative Syrup, and strong
y advised ms to try IL. did So
and felt somewhat better after th,
first bottle; aud by the time | had
taken three bottles was completely
cured. From that to this | hav,
had no return OF the attacks, and
am 80 strong | can do any kind o
work. But for Scigoi's Syrup
should have been in my grave Ions
ago wish Others To know this
aud will answer any who call OF
write" (Signed) EMMA WIcKESprs
twife Of William Wirkendcn. gar
, dener), Pembroke Villas, l23, M"iTat
Road, Thornton Heath, Marcl
18th, 1892.
So it turned out that her life wa,
!, not only worth n straw, but worth ,
whole golden harvest al health ant
better days. Yet no thanks to The
doctors. Her complicated symp
toms puzzled and alarmed them, /,
he sure, but whyl Is il not the doc
tors duty TO understand such things
Most assuredly. Just AS a lawye
should know tho law, or a pilot tn,
rocks, tides, and lights OF a coast
Had some Of these medical mel
known that Mrs Wickenden's mala
dy was indigestion and dyspepsia
aud not heart disease, they nigh
possibly have relieved her. But
confused by the symptoms, the.
were blind To the cause. We ma,
) we'll wonder IL there arc many sucl
doctors IN England.
Cases like this show that the clea
sight belonged to Mother Seigel
and to her remedy hosts of peopl
in this country are indebted 10
physical salvation when, in YER
truth, their lives seemed as straws