It was a very lucky thing for Mr, Heyden that Mr, Tngham called to see him just when he did. But it would have been better still if had done so long before. For Mr. Ingham any advice worth arrish. Lots of other people turned out to be the only man able to give had talked and suggested things, as they do when they see a house on fire. But it is commonly the fireman who put out the blaze after all, And 20 Mr. Ingham happened to have a bit of useful knowledge that nobody else had. And indeed the case was very like a fire, although it wasn't house, you know, it was a man; namely Mr. Heyden himself.
Only the day after Christmas (1891) he told yearsago," hesi December, 1876, I met the story in these very words. "Fifteen
with a slight accident and had great pain in which at first I thought was sprain-4 few days the pain moved up to my knee, while all the surrounding parts became swollen and puffed up. I could not bear to put my leg on the ground, or even let the bed sheet touch the leg. A doctor who attended me for two months said it was rheumatism, und treated me accordingly. When I got little better he send me to Southport for three weeks. I returned to my work again but had great difficulty in getting about, and from time to time I had to leave work. owing to the intense pain. Later I had excruciating pain in all my limbs, and the joints of my fingers became enlarged and grew out of shape.
"Then I consulted another doctor who attended me through several severe attacks, He said my complaint was Chalk Gout, He have me medicines but said he could not do much for me, ard that in time the disease would kill me. In this way I continued to suffer for fourteen years. During that period I took every your and rheumatism medicine I heard of, but nothing gave me more than temporary relief.
"Tu March, 1890, I had a bad attack and was bedfast for over two months, when one night a friend of mine, Mr. James Ingham, of Old Trafford, called to see me, The pai was at its height, and seeing my condition, he said he knew of something that would do me good. He brought me a few doses in a bottle but refused to say what it was. It gave me so much relief that I sent my wife him all about it? "Bee soon came and said it wsk him. He replied, will come avd tell
was called Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup. Upon this I told him I had often heard of it, but regarded it as a quack medicine. I sent at once to Burgon's stores in Oxford Street and got a Lottie, and after using it twenty-four hours felt much better. In a few days Twas out of bed and at work. and have never a day's work since, nor had any attack of my old enemy. I will gladly answer all enquiries." (Signed) Hesny R, Hexen, 28, Booth Street East, Oxford Road, Manchester.
'Now this statement of Mr.' Heydeu's is surprising. The reader wants to know how it can be true, and he has a right task. The explanation is this:—Mr. Heyden was afflicted with rheumatic gout, an almost universal complaint, very painful and dangerous.
The cause is a poison in the blood produced. as follow: rst the stomach becomes inactive and torpid with indigestion and dyspersia; mote work is thus thrown on the liver than it is able to do; the overloaded liver
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