Tue island of St. Paul is merely a great rock in the Southern Ocean. It is the top of a volcanic mountain. There are no means of sustaining life to be found on it. The nearest inhabited land jo Australia or Africa. To that ugly and desolate refuge came a boat They bed food—on short. allowance, for containing nine persons—two of them women.
perhaps a week. In less than three days they were half insane from anxiety. Water, water, water everywhere, bat no help, On the fifth day, at dawn, a brig have to off the island. They saw her. Shouting, praying, weeping, they stumbled to the beach, and were rescued. It was one chance in a hundred. Till tell you why some other time.
But, alas! isn't it as bad or even worse on land Look at the physical wrecks in homes, in hospitals, and answer me. One perishes of privation from shipwreck A thousand perish of privation in the midst of plenty. It Isn't food they long for, but. power Ca use it—worst and deadliest of all wants, "My fond seemed to give me no strength," says one of this army of unfortunates, "and as the hopeless. starving days passed slowly by Igrew weaker and weaker, By-and-by my legs trembled and bent under me, and I could no longer get about.
"The ailment which reduced me to this fearful condition began in the spring of 189: At first I hardly recognised it for what we commonly call adiscase, I felt tired, heavy, and languid, as ove often does on the approach of warm weather. I fancied it would pass away, but it did not. Ilost my appetite, and only ate from habit and to keep me going. I had no pleasure ju it, and no warmth or glow followed it, as happens always when one is well. No matter how light and simple the repast was, or how careful had been to select things that would not be apt to hurt me, the result was the same No sooner had I swallowed it than my stomach was distressed, and my chest and sides full of pain, If you will allow me 0 to put it, my food appear d to strike back at meos though I had no right to use it, "There was a nasty bitter flavour in my mouth. more or lees headache, and a kind of nervousness, which was new in my experience, as it was depres: and cheerless.
"Home remedies failing to help me, I consulted a doctor, but his prescriptions benefited me no more than our domestic medicines had done. My flesh and strength grew less, and I felt like one who has his way and looks in vain for a guide to point the road home.
"Finally I commenced attending the Leamington Hospital and continued to do so for twelve months, but the treatment they gave ins had no better effect than all the rest. You can hardly understand how weary I got of taking drugs, I turned almost with loathing from every new dose—not because of the tate, hut /hecause they deceived my hopes; they were of no use to "<n this state T was, when in March, 1894, a friend urged me to try Mother Seigel's Syrup. On account of the very reasons have mentioned, I hated to experiment with any more medicine. But I overcome this aversion (mest fortunately for me)-and got a bottle of Mother Seigel's Syrup' from Mr. Judd, the chemist, in Teamington, and after taking it I felt ment. I had no pain after eating food felt right, digested, ani strength. And ax I grew stronger my nerves ceased to trouble me. T can only say that by the continued use of the Syrup I gat hetter daily and was soon as vigorous and well as ever. Ihave had no relapse, and have every reason to think my cure x permanent one, You are welcome ta publish my letter. (Signed) (Mis) Lucy Een, Tachbrook, near Leamington, September 28th, 1895."
We hope Miss Eden's recovery may indeed Prove permanent, and if it dors she will find ho words too strong when she speaks of the remedy which wrought it. But oh, the vast multitude who still stand like the shipwrecked people on the island. looking for rescue!—victims of that most obdurate, common and baneful of diseases, chronic clys: persia. It in for their sakes Miss Eden Sindly writes her statement, and for their sakes we print it. May it teach many of them.
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