"That," said my. friend, in reply toa question of mine, "is avery large and very Rich nugget of gold ore. It was taken many years ago from a mine in Australia."
"How much is it worth 2" T asked.
He looked at me with a shrewd smile and replied: "Tt ie worth just nothing at al."
thought that a queer thing for him to say, but asked no more questions.
Two years later I again vited his house in London and this time I missed the big nugget from the shelf were I bad first seen it. But I asked no questions, Perhaps, recalling the incident of two years before, my friend said: 'I have something to show you," and opening a closet, he produced a magnificent gold vase, remark: "That nogger of gold ore has taken this form, Ex-elusive of the labour involved in the transfer ation, the gold alone is now worth £100."
What curious similitudes there are between things essentially unlike! Here is one wi it may be instructive to follow up It is; suggested by the following sentence from a woman's letter In spite of all the nourishing food C tool nothing seemed to give me strength."
Now, why was that? Perhaps the history of the previous three years of her life may help to account for it. mary, 1890, she had an attack of inflaenz which, she says, left her low, weak, and languid, ' So far as we are able' to ascertain, influanze is caused by acertain poison in the Wood developed during peculiar conditions of the atmosphere. Tes early symptoms are those of a fever; they ace always sudden and often alarming. "Yet, as in nearly all cases it ends in recovery in a week or two, it does not explain the mystery of Mrs. Westall's continued weakness and prostration.
She tells us that her appetite was poor, and that eating was immediately followed by great pain in the chest, hack, and sides. Hoping to overcome this state of things she took, much nourishing food. That-an increase of strength should result from the eating of plenty of good food would seem reasonable, "How else can one ever gain strength Yet, strange to say, no such result followed. On the contrary. the pains became worse, so that—to use her own words—she was completely racked with pain" all over her, and 0 weak she could scarcely put one font before the other. Besides this the condition of the stomach was far from encouraging That organ is the source of all power in the hmnan body, and should feel warm, comfortable and jet. In this lady's case it was fall of un-and pain. She speaks of a craving, gnawing, sinking sensation in it which was not relieved either by food or by any medical treatment. Certainly, something quite different from former attack of influenza went to the making of that; we must look deeper to find the real trouble.
Chemists often determine the character of a poison by observing the colour it creates when applied to litmus paper; and—in addition to the general symptoms—it is sometimes possible to tell the nature of' a disease by taking notice of what cures it. Now there is one universally known remedy which never fails to cure one subtle, comprehensive, anc yet deceptive dise. Happily it was foully employed in Sirs. Westall's case. her letter, dated Desember Willesden, London, N.W.,-: "At the time when my condition was very critical and my family very, anxious. my soo-o-lam, Mr Deacon, of Shepherd's Bush Ri how, la an illness of, 1 cured by Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup an sdvived me to begin' asiog it at once. Laid so, and soon my appetite returned and my food: digested and by the time I had consumed tire bottles I was strong as ever, and have kept in the best of health ever since.—(Signed) Yours truly, Mary Westall.""
This remedy, as the public is well aware,
and its consequences—and nothing else. Yet advertised to cive indigestion and dyspeprt these consequences include nearly every ailment with which we are familiar. Even influenza seldom attacks any save those whose blood is first poisoned by indigestion and dyspepsia.—Gold is worthless until itis manufactured:
And as to that nugget of gold ore? Ah, yes.
Food is useless unless it is digested. Between the ofo and the case is the workman. Between food and strength also a worknian the stomach.
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