The Hawaiian gazette., 1897-11-26
AT THE FALL OF THE LEAF.

Why do the leaves fall? BLESS me,
don't know" you answer: Il suppose
because it is one of natures arrange
ments."
Precisely; but why did nature so ar
range? Why not have summer time
always, with perpetual foliage? What
is the meaning of denuded branches,
withered flowers, daylight fading in
mid-afternoon, and winters cold and
desolation? When you find out why
the leaves fall you will have discovered
one of natures deepest secrets-iChy
men die.
Suppose we try an easier problem.
Why should Mr. William Steel have
written such a sentence as this ?-"At
the fall of the leaf ere,y year 1 got into
such state that took no pleasure in
anything"
No doubt there are minds so highly
strung as to feel keenly the influence
of outward conditions, changes of the
weather and of the seasons, and so on.
But they are rare, and for practical
purposes they ought to be rare. Our
friend Mr.. Steel, happily for him, was
not one of them. All the same he was
miserable man every time the leaves
began to rattle to the ground.
Here's the way he puts it: AT the
fall of the leaf every year / felt Ian
guild, tired and weary, and took no
pleasure in anything. My appetite was
poor, and after everything 1 ate l had
pain and fulness at the chest and sides.
Then there was horrible pain at the
pit of the stomach, which nothing re-
lieved"
Now this sort of thing would soil a
mans pleasure any time of year, but
the oddly in Mr.. Steel's case is that
it always conceded with what you may
call natures bedtime.
After a few months" he says, 1.-The
pain and distress would be easier for a
while, but as autumn approached l be-
came as bad as ever. In September
1890, l had an unusually bad time of
it. / couldn't touch a morsel of food,
and presently got so weak was unable
to stand on my legs. Every few hours
l had to be poulticed, the pain was so
bad. / went to bed and stayed there
for week, with a doctor attending
me. He relieved me little, but some
how he didn't succeed in getting to the
bottom of my ailment."
That may be, but it doesn't quite fol-
low that the doctor was in the dark
as to Mr. Steel's ailment. He might
have understood it right enough, yet
failed to cure ii because he had no
remedy for it among his drugs. That
happens all the while. STILL the read
er may ask, What's the good of know
possess no medicine to cure it? There
you have us; no use at all, to be sure,
Well, Mr.. Steel goes on to say: For
some time | continued very feeble, and
was hardly able to walk across the
floor II / took a short walk / felt so
tired and done up didn't know where
to put myself This was year after
year for six years.
Finally l read about the popular
medicine called Mother Seigeps Cura-
tive Syrup, and made up my mind to
try it, So began and kept on with
it for some time. The result was that
the pain left me, and my appetite
walked up. and my food tasted good
and digested well; and presently was
strong and hearty as ever. That was
three years ago, and the trouble has
never returned. (Signed) William
Steel, Hambleton, near Oakham, Rut-
landshire, Dec. 5th, 1898"
Mr.. Steel is grocer and postmaster
at Hambleton, and his case is well
known there. His complaint isn't hard
to see through; it was indigestion end
dyspepsia. But why did it come on
only in the autumn? What had the
fall OF the leaf to do with 1t? Let the
reader study on that point.
Meanwhile it is a comfort to know
that Mothers Seigel's Syrup will cure
1t no matter when it comes on.