The great majority of 1 copie have to work for a living with hands or head, or both. Very well. ''o make our living we must be able to labour so many hours ina day, days in a week, weeks in a year, Very good agai But suppose we each had an enemy who pos: essed the power to tie us up with a ro} when he pleased. To-day he ties only the left arm, to-morrow the right, the next day a Jog, and's0 on. Once in " while he ties us to our beds and keeps us there a week. How much would he cost us iv hard cash ina year? and how much would it be worth to usif we toa rock or hang him with Let us have @ rough illustrasignal box and forgotten all about it, He sent for it and took a dose. In less than a month he was a well man, the ropes were all cut away. If you write to him (Andrew Age, Culgaith, Cumberland) he will tell you this medicine was Mother Seige Curative Syrup, and his ailment was indi tion and might as well—yes, better-have been tied to dyspepsia.
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There are lots of cases of this sort all over England—all over the world. A few of them wear of; millions of them we never hear of. Sometimes it is heart disease; sometimes rheumatism; sometimes kidney and bladder complaint; sometimes nervous. prostration sometimes liver disorder. That is, the doc: tors call it by all these hard names, but at bottom it is indigestion and di jo, and all these other so-called diselaes are' just tokens and symptoms of that—neither more nor less, If a man never had any trouble with his stomach, he might live for ever, for aught wean tell. Yet how in merey's name can a man or a woman work with death and corruption inside of the body, withthe stomach full of decaying food, sending poison through the blood to every joint, muscle, and nerve This is what dyspepsia does. Indigestion is a slow but sure poison, just as taking so many grains of arsenic every day would be.
Here is another case, that of a railway fireman, who writes from Hurlford. He says:
have been a sufferer from indigestion and dyspepsia for three years; I tried several doctors, but got worse all the time. At lust I went to a chemist and he promised to cure me in a week or two. He sold me three very, expensive bottles of metiine, and all the effect I felt from it was the los of my m I got hold of a bottle of Mother Syrup. and wi sorry Tam van give it is a strong rope.
Here is one more illustration. Mr. RB. Hopton, of Long Weston, says: 'I am sixty: eight years old. Mother Seigel's Syrup has not quite made me a young man again, but it has cured me of asthma, nervous prostration, and a throat ailment arising from impure blood. Iwas too ill to labour, yet can now do my work, thanks to that great remedy. You may publish the fact. The whole com: plication came first from indigestion,"
And this is the way people are bound until Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup sets them ree.
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