It is for this reason that an assertion like the following sticks up above the dead level of our stupid talk, and becomes noticeable 5 When I saw how page I had. grown I said myself, it was because something had gone out of my blood."
There that is a statement with the seeds of an idea in it. Suppose we follow it up by quoting the rest of the letter which contains Ta December, 1890, says the writer, fell into s poor state of health. I was tired, Innguid, and weary without any apparent cause. "My appetite. left me, and all food, even the lightest and simplest kinds, caused me great pain in the chest and stomach. When Isaw how pale I had grown I eaid to myself it was because something had gone out of my blood.
"Then my sleep was broken, and night after, night T scarcely closed my eyes. Tt wasn't long before I became so weak and dejected that I took no interest in things around me. I was s0 nervous that common sounds annoyed and worried mo; oven the noises made by my own children in their table and at thi play. gusting taste in my mouth 5 it e sick, and often gave me shivering eensition all aver, When Tsaw others eating and enjoying their meals I felt as though it were a strange thing} in a wa} T wondered how they could do it. For myeelt could eat hardly anything. "Food went against me, and I turned away from it, as tone turns from smells or sights that are offensive, And yet I knew, what everyone knows, that without sufficient food the body languishes and weakens. Andsuch was the case with me as month after month went "Daring all this time, so full of pain and discouragement, I was attended by a doctor who did what he could to relieve me, but without success. I do not say he did not understand my complaint; for may he nob have understood it without having the means of curing it?
The answer to the lady's questions is: Yes, easily enough. All intelligent, studious doctors "understand" consumption, cholera, cancer, &., Without (as yet) having the means of curing them, There is usually a wide gap between the discovery of a want and the way to supply it.
ieliL nos," cantinaes the letter, tell Tread in a stall book or. pamphlet about on how Leame to be eared. In April, 1901, Mother Scigel's Syrup. The book said the Syrop was a certain remedy for all'diseases of the stomach, indigestion in every form, and dyspepsia; and it also said that most of the complaints we suffer from are caused by that, Ca looking over the symptoms described in the book, and comparing them with my own, I saw plainly that my ailment was dyspepsia.
ent immediately for a bottle of'this medicine, and after taking it a few days began to feel better. In a very short time, by keeping on with the Syrup according to the directions, I could eat without pain or distress, and digest. my food. I also slept soundly and naturally. Thea my strength came back and with it the colour to my face,
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.