You have probably never seen a volcano in eruption. It is a magnificent spectacle. Where do all those torrents of red-hot lava come from? Nobody can tell, except that eaith. But one thing we know, namely, that they come from somewhere down deep in the eruptions of any on volcano are far apart. Between whiles Nature is getting randy for preparing for the tremendous demonstration.
ust ao it is ith I her processes. In the cold of winter she is arranging the forces which are to make the heat and the harvest, of the following summer, and so on.
1890, to Febrasry 189% is a months. The two dates the mind of Mr.
ror the first, was ich Road, the beginning and the second the ending of fan experience which was is enough in If, yet "nly the introduction to something vastly worse, It was like the time of getting ready for a great trouble o come.
Her first cense of this was indefinite and vague, like the low muttering of thunder below the horizon while the skies are yet clear. She -expresses it thus, in the very words mest of us use on similar occasions, felt that something was wrong with me—something hanging over me." ~Ah; dear me. How often we think such feelings are a warning sent to the spirit, when in fact they are caused entirely by the condi. tion of our bodies. She felt heavy, languid and tired, and mentally depresser. This was not only melancholy to her but new, a- she had always been strong and healthy. Then came the discomforts which there could be no mistake about. They are common enough to besure. Oh, yer. Dutisn't that all the more reason why we should understand what they mean? "Certainly," you wil xy.
ell then, there was that bad, offensive taste in the mouth, that so many of us have had; the failure of the appetite, and the pain in the chest and alles after eating, The worst pain was in the right side, where it was very heavy. That pointed to the liver, which is located on that side; and when any: thing ails the liver it is +s though the big water-wheel of a mill had gov fixed s0 as not to turn roused. For the liver does half-a-dozen kinds of work, and when it strikes work the rest of the organs take a sort of rainy holid-y.
Presently her"skin and the eyes turned yellow as autumn Teav meant bile in the blood; the liver was off its duty; that is a sure sign. The kidney secretion was the colour of blood instead of a clear amber, which meant that the trouble had already reached those important organs. Then the stomach was upset and refused to take kindly to food—ay though the miller sent your grain back, declining to grind it. She vomited a sour,' bitter fluid, which was id bile, away out of its.proper track. On and_on alon- this line con tantly gettin farther and farther from the happy land of health: this wae the history of those twenty-one months—all bad enough, yet all prepara: tions for worse ones.
"One day in February, 1892, she says in letter of August 18th, 1893, began to hi ave dreadful pain and cramp. Tt begun in stomach, For hours together I was in the right side, and extended across the
Sescription. - When the pain eased a little I reatest agony. What I suffered is pant was cold as death and shivered until the bed shook under me. I had hot iron plates applied to my feet, and held of irva in my stomach was a0 irritable that I could keep no ands, bat nothing gave me mach reli. food on it. I was now confined to my bed, and the doctor attending me said I was passing gall stones. He wanted me to go to Swansea Howptal and be operated upon, but Twas afraid I might not live through it.
"Text had two other doctors at Morris-ton and abo three from Swansea, who all gave me medicines, and said nothing more could be dove for me. For six months I lay never free from pain more than two or three bed "undergoing the greatest agony 5 hours at a e.. During the whole of this time Tas fed on nothing but milk and water, I had scarcely any life or strength left in mo. All who saw me said I never could by any get better in this world.
Tingered on like this until August, 1992, of Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup. In thi tehan my daughter brought me a book telling book she read of a case like mine cured by this medicine. My bu: bottle from Mr. Bevan, the d after taking a few doses felt a kept on with it and, soon the pains left me, my appetite returned, and my. food agreed with me, After. taking the Syrup for three months T was a new creature and strong. ever. Ican now eat anything, and nothing disagrees with me, After I.was well, our minister one day said,: 'Mrs, Bowles, I never Seigel's Syrap saved my life," You may thought to cee you alive." I said' Mother my case, and I will gladly answer inquiries. (Signed) Martha Bowles."
This case—one of acute indigestion and dyspepsia, with liver and kidney complaints well known in the district. The Indy'e Husband is a gardener, well-known and re-
Do we need to point out the moral of this wonderfal cure? No. You can seo it for (6) 24x0 8°& 1500 205
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