Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1897-04-09

In the northern outskirts OF the little town
of Berlin, Ottawa County, Mich, there
stands coy cottage: ii is the home OF
Peter Miller, who with his wife, Mariette,
settled there forty-three years ago. Fortune
never blessed this couple with children, but
Notwithstanding this their lives have been,
with only one exception, one long, bright day.
Health, prosperity and happiness had been
their lot till 1891, when the wife was stricken
with typhoid fever. She was then fifty
eight years old and the husband thought her
last hour had come. The crisis passed, how
ever and Mrs. Miller was spared, but her
constitution shattered Her system was
broken down and to add to her misfortune,
sciatic rheumatism developed in the muscles
of her left leg and for four long years She
was tortured with all the excruciating pains
that only sufferer from this terrible malady
knows. Then suddenly there came change.
In the remarkably short space of two
months the disease was entirely erad Gated
from her system, and Mrs. Miller was again
d healthy. happy woman, and to-day Is one OF
the iveliest old ladies in the town of Berlin.
The story of her cure reads like fiction.
Her case attracted such widespread atten-
ton that Democrat reporter was sent over
to Berlin 10 interview her and get the story
direct from herself. Arriving at Berlin
enquiries at the country store about Mrs.
Miller. The storekeeper, A. T.. McCulloch,
lowered his glasses and, looking over the
upper portion of the rims, said, you mean
Mrs. Miller, who was sick so long and was
cured by using Or. Williams Pink PillsP
The reporter acknowledged that she was the
lady wanted, and the merchant pointed
through small grove and across several
green meadows and said, "there that little
white house yOnder is Peter Millers."
Thanking the storekeeper for his informa-
ton, the newspaper man started through the
grove and across the dewy meadows 10 the
Miller homestead. As he approached the
front yard he was struck with the air OF
neatne-s that seemed to prevail all around
the cottage. The front yard was neatly laid
out in flower beds, and Mrs. Miller was in
the act of trimming a rosebush when she
was interrupted by the reporter. A SpotesS
white sunbonnet shaded the old lady s
countenance which, beaming with the frank
ness so characteristic of our pioneers, looked
like benedicton. When told the object of
the inquisitiye mans visit, she laughed
heartily and said, ooh, yes, come in and
will tell you all about it,"
Everything inside just glittered. The old
cook stove stood smiling in the corner under
his glossy. black coat and suggested the de-
livery of many substantial meal while the
shining white milk pans on bench near by
told Of gallons of foaming sweet milk and
pure cream. There was "A tone of comfort
from everything in sight and each thing in
itself bespoke eXactest care.
eyes | do my own homework, " she said,
and have for nearly a year without assist.
ance" Then she began the story Of her life,
which is here given in her own words:
was only twenty-five years old, y she
said when Peter and ] settled here Al
that time there were only two white families
in Grand Rapids and one store. When we
wanted to 90 shopping in them days the In.
dams used TO row us across the river, for
there was no bridge across Grand River then.
We were the first white settlers around here
and | guess / know nearly everybody in
Kent and Ottawa Counties. We cleared
this place right out Of the woods and
turing all our experience we scarcely