The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1895-01-19
Something About Two Boys.


"The most pathetic incident OF
my childhood is this: My mother
had been very i'll for several weeks,
and the doctor solemnly announced
that she could not live more than
two or three days longer at most.
That night my father reused mo
from sleep and took me out OF my
little bed to bid her a last good bye.
| shall never forget the scene, which
was new and awful to me. People
were weeping all round the room,
the air Of which was heavy with the
odor OF candles and lamps, and
reeking with the fumes Of drugs.
My mother knew and kissed me, and
then they took me back to my bed.
But ere was led away some one
opened the window few inches
from the top, and | noticed the grey
dawn resting on the glass, and heard
the 'cheep, cheep,' OF newly waken.
ed bird. Since then | have assOci-
ated that hour and sound with that
unhappy episode.
"But (aud to say what now follows
l have written the foregoing para
graph)-we we're all rasped and tor
tured for nothing. My mother pro
ceeded to get we'll hand over hand,
and died quietly thirty ycors Gtter-
Wdrds. she SurUircd ercry person Wh0
Stood at her bedS.dc that Wyh except
me. -
Speaking OF the illness OF her son,
boy of nine, lady says: ave had
to sit with him night asd day, Civ
ing him brandy, wine, beef tea, &c,
to keep him alive, and expected
every day would be his last. The
physician plainly told us that moth
lug more could be done to save
him"
Yet in spite OF the disease, and -
we almost said spite Of the doe
tors, the lad is well to-day. And
this is how it all came about. There
is a moral in it, too, but suppose we
serve that up at the end of the story.
All right, you say Very well, then,
1t Seems that this 6ov, George
Westmoreland, had previously been
a strong, healthy little chap, as all
boys ought to be. But about the
middle of last November-lS9l, that
is he was taken down. The family
couldn't make out what allied him.
He complained Of bad pain in the
stomach, and vomited quantity OF
yeliowish green stuff. Presently the
pain was so sharp that he couldn't
lie in bed, and they had, so his mo-
ther says, to apply fresh hot poul-
tees one after another. The white
of his eyes turned yellow, and his
skin, too. He was hot, and fcverish,
and had to fight for his breath.
OF course his mother sent for a
doctor, and the doctor said his young
patient was suffering from inilam-
nation OF the bowels. He gave medi-
cines which, however, did no good,
SO far as the boys friend could see
On the contrary, he grew worse, and
second doctor was fetched. This
medical gentleman differed from his
predecessor, and gave out that
George had an attack Of rheumatic
fever-in other words, acute rheum-
atism-a disease which no boy has
any business with whatever.
The treatment on this theory
aysiled nothing; GeOrg" was worse.
he now had n hacking cough, and
his expect Grafton was so ril.usive
that the people had Ia use disinfec
tants. He broke out into swrats, 50
heavy as To sdturate the pillows.
lie could take no nourishmcnt save
little milk aud lime water. He
wore away to skeleton, did the
poor boy. He was nothing but skin
and bone, and they had to lift him
in and out of bed. Then he fell so
i'll he would not notice any one in
the room, and lay for hours never
opening his eyes, Then came the
time when a third doctor said he
couldn't possibly live
What happened after that the
boys mother tells, We give you
her exact words: "Iu February last,
she says, "my husband, as a last re-.
source, determined to try Mother
Seigels Curative Syrup. After a
few doses the foy's breathing was
easier and he took food. In three
days he was able to sit up, aud in a
weeks time he was up and dressed
He gained flesh and strength every
day, and is now able to go about
Sometimes | look at him and can
hardly believe he is the same boy
who was SO recently at deaths door,
Seigers Syrup saved his life. Yours
truly, (SigneO Mrs. Mary West
moreland, 5, High Street, Plum,
stead, London, April p, 1892"
Now, half a dozen words, Little
George had no bowel inflammation
nor single touch Of rheumatism
That was the doctors professional
guesswork. He had a sharp attack
Of biliousness and indigestion, OF
which Mother Seigel would have
cured him long before had her
medicine been appealed to. Here is
the moral to conclude with: Learn
what the true remedy for illness is
and use it first instead of last.
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