The Hawaiian gazette., 1896-01-17
THE WORLD RUNS AWAY
FROM US.

The other day we had talk with a man
who knew as little of the word around him
as baby. Yet he was man of naturally
fine intelligence. He had Just been relieved
from prison. Ten years ago he was incar-
cerated under life sentence. Recently,
however, circumstances had arisen which
proved his. innocence, and he obtained his
| freedom. But nothing seemed as before.
| He had been stationary while the world
moved on. Many of his old friends were
dead. and allswere changed. big slice of
| his career was lost. and worse than lost.
Could be ever make it up? No, never. Be
sides. although be had committed no offence,
the mere fact that he had been c0hricted of
one, would always place him at a disadvan-
tage.
Different as it is in all outward conditions
| long illness produces results which resem-
| bles those of enforced solitude. When CON-
fined to our homes by disease We are virtu-
ally out of the world. Friends may, and do,
pity us: but they do not lie down by our side
and suffer with US. All! no. They go their
own ways and leave Us alone. In the midst
OF company we are still alone. Enjoyment,
food, sleep, fresh air, movement, work, &c.-
those are for them, not for as. Alas, for the
poor prisoner whose jsilor is some relentless
disease. Who shall open the iron doors and
set him free!
81 never had any rest or pleasure" So
WHITES q uldu huOec AcLlcI We have lQSl III
lshed reading. SIN the early part of 1885"
he says, "a strange feeling came over me.
felt heavy, drowsy, languid, and tired.
Something appeared to be wrong with me-
and couldn't account for it. | had foul
taste in the mouth, my appetite failed, and
what did eat lay on me like stone. Soon
/ became afraid to eat. as the act was always
followed By pain and distress. Sometimes
had sensation of choking in the throat as
IL Nn1ld CUQllOU / gUOllan
around the body. and got about with diff
Guilty owing to increasing weakness.
AT the pit of my stomach vas hungry,
craving sensation, as though i needed sup
port from food; yet the lite 1 took did not
abate this feeling. My sleep was broken,
and l awoke IN the morning unrefreshed.
For four years l continued in this wretched
state before found relief"
This letter is signed by Mr.. Charles b.
Smith, of 10, New City Road, Glasgow, and
dated February 18th, 1893.
Before we hear bow ne was at last deliver
ed from the slavery OF illness, let us listen
to the words of lady on the same theme:
Mrs. Mary Ann RasliIg, of station Road.
Misterton, near Gainsboro1gh. In brief note
dated January 3rd, 1888, Mrs. Rushing says
she suffered in similar way for orer fifteen
years. Her hands and feet were cold and
clamuy, she was pale and bloodless She
had pain In the left side and palpitation,
and her breathing was short and hurried.
No medicines availed to help her until two
years ago. AT that time" she says, "our
minister, the late Rev. Mr. Watson, told me
of Mother Seieel's Curative Syrup, and
urged me to make a trial of 1t. l did so.
and presently felt great relief. 1t was not
long before the bad symptoms all left me,
and gradually got strong. / keep in good
health, and have pleasure in making known
to others the remedy which did so much fer
me"
Mr.. Smith was completely cured by the
same remedy, and says had be known of it
sooner he would have been saved years of
misery.
The real ailment in both these cases was
indigestion and dyspepsia, with its natural
consequences. Throughout the civilized
world its course is marked by hundred
forms of pain and suffering. Men and
women are torn to pieces by 1t as vessels are
by the rocks on which they are driven by
teDpests. So comprehensive and all-em-
bracing is it that we may almost say that
there is no other disease. 1t signifies life
transformed into death, bread turned into
poison. Watch for its earliest signs
especially the feeling of WEAKNESS, lanquor
and fatigue, which announce its approach.
Prevention is better than cure.
But, by the use of Mother Seigels Cura-
tive Syrup, care is always passible; and
poor captives in the loathsome dungeons of
illness are daily delivered as the hand of
the good German nurse swings open the
doors