The great majority of people have to work for w living with bunds or head, or both. Very well. To make our living we must be able to labour so many hours ina day, days inn week, weeks in w your. Very good again. But suppose we each had an enemy who pos rossed 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 leg, and'so on, Once in a while he ties us to our beds and keeps us there week. How niuich would he cost us iv hard cash ina year? and how much would it be worth to usif we could chain him to a rock or hang him with his own rope? Let us have a rough illustre: tion or two. ing on the Midland Rail-Way us a signalman. We all know what the position is, und have some idea of the labour and responsibility. Well he kept at it for several yours, never missing a day. He knew his business, nobody better, and woching went wrong on his section of the line; but by-and-by his enemy began to tie him up. he couldn't eat with a relish any more; when he tried he was taken with such a distress it took all the life out of him. Then he would have times when he was so giddy that everything went round and round like a whirligig. If this had happened when he had a signal to set, a collision might have come of it happily it did not. Other ropes were tied around him: he had pains in the chest and sides, his bowels became costive, tongue coated, dad taste in the mouth, heartburn, weakness. &c. The doctors said he would have to give up his situation; but he couldn't. There were the wife and children to be looked out for, and only his earnings to do it with. But finally he broke down altogether, and was laid up for weeks, unconscious part of the time.
Then, we may say, he was tied hand and foot. il him. One day, after the doctors foot, His enemy bad bim fast and came had given him up, his mind was clear, and he remembered a medicine—half the bottle full—he had hidden away-in a locker ina signal 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 Agge, Culgaith, Cumberland) he will tell you this medicine was Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and his ailment was indigestion and dyspepsia. But whilst he was ill with it, he ight as wellyes, better-have been tied to a stake, There are lots of cases of this sort ull over Englaud—all over the world. A few of them we hear 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 doctors call it by all these hard names, but at bottom it is indigestion and dyspepsia, and all these other so-called diseases are just tokens and symptoms of that—neither niore nor less. If a man never had any trouble with his stomach, he might live for ever, for aught we can tell. Yet how in merey's name ait aman 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, musd 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: "Thave been a sufferer from indigestion and dyspepsia for three years; I tried several doctors, but got worse all the time, At last I went to a chemist and he promised to cure me in a week or two. He sold me three very expensive bottles of m, and all the Then I got hold of a bottle of Mother Seigel's effect I tele from it was the los of my money. Syrup, and was better almost at once. for sorry Lam I didn't use it years ago!" We can give this man's name if you care to have it. "He didn't want it printed. But he was aus good as tied up for long while, Illuess 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 esth ous, prostration, and a throat ailment arising from impure blood. Iwas too ill to labour, yet can now do my work, thanks to that great remed You may publish the fact. The whole com: plication came first from indigestion."
And this is the way people are Lound until Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup sets them free.
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