The Telegram. — 1893-02-21 (Weymouth, Dorset, England)

LEWING THE SUN SOAK IN.  0 I am just standing hers to let the sun souk in to me a bit."  It was about two o'clock in the afternoon in London. For two weeks or more the weather had been rainy and cold. Not a glimpse of the sun by day or of a star by night. Just (Illness, dampneas, aud chilliness everywhere. People were feeling cross as hungry doge. It was a time for suicide and rheumatism, and there was plenty of both. _  Yet Heaven pitied us at length, and at noon of the fifteenth day the clouds were swept away like dust by a new broom, and the sun came out warm and bright. How we all blessed him, and tried to lift ourselves up to meet him halfway. You cm fancy it. Then it was that I asked the young clerk what he was doing out on the pavement in business hours, and he answered in the words which begm this article. Small blame to hini, for what in business to a baptism of sunshine? Why, nothing, to be sure. Now, if you will be good euough to read what Mr. Hodgson says, I'll tell you what he and the clerk were alike in. First, though, we will let our friend from Leeds have the floor for three minutes. He says : [Copy.] "I, George Hodgson, of 17, Fraaer Street, Stoney Rock Lane, Leeds, do solemnly and sincerely declare as follows "For over 20 years I suffered from a bad stomach and indigestion. I always felt tired and lousing:And ItOid a strange uneasy feeling at the pit of my stomach. I had • foul taste in the mouth, particularly in the morning. My appetite was poor, mid after every meal I had great pain at the chest and sides. I was much troubled with sick headache, and I had often pain and weight at my forehead. A hacking cough troubled nie during the night and on rising in the morning, and I spat up • deal of thick phlegm. Atl time went on I became pale and emaciated, and got weak and nervous, and for twenty years I never felt well. I struggled on with my work a. best I could, LILO felt so exhausted that I had to lie down during my dinner hour, and also when I reached home at night. I was at ways in pain, and what my sufferings were during those long years no words can express. I look all kinds of medicines I could hear tell of, and was under three doctors, but no medieiue that 1 took gave me tours than temporary relief. At last I becaine weary of taking physic, and quite thought my ailment was incurable. In February of 1888 1 got very low and weak, for, added to any old standing complaint I was in such a state with pi/es that I could neither sit nor lie down. The pain was almont inure than I conld bear. It was like a knife suiting me open, and perspiration would fairly run off me, so severe were my sufferings. For eix months I went on iu this way, getting weaker and weaker, and I thought I wan going to die. Just at this time I took up a book that was left at my house, and I read of a cane like mine having been cured by a medicine called Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup. I got a bottle from the Co-operative Stores, Burmantofts, and commenced taking it. After three or four doses of the Syrup I found my food digested better and I had less pain, and by continuing with the medicine I gradually gained strength. By-and-bye, as if by magic, all the pain from the piles left me, and indigestion troubled ine no more. I have never ailed anything singe, although three years have elapsed, and metier fed so well in all my life as I do now. Seigel's Syrup has made a new man of me. I wish others to know what the medicine has done for me, and I give full permission to the proprietors of it to make what use they like of this statement, in the hope that other sufferers may be benefited. lam a tailor's presser, and have been in the employ of a wholesale clothier in Quebec Street, Leeds, for over eight years. I will gladly answer any inquiries. " And I make this solemn declaration conscientiously believing the same to be true by virtue of the provisions of the Statutory Declaration Act, 1835 (Will. IV., e. 62). "(Signed) Gicoatis