America, For hundreds of miles of its course We allude tothe great Mississippi River it is yellow with the earth which the swift current has torn from its banks, Probably: the Mississippi bears constantly in solution ground enough to make many a rich farm, though the amount is, of course, greater at times of flood. Thus, for drinking, and even for washing, the water of the Mississippi must first be purified.
It is the same with anything which either for appearance or utility is in some way thrown out of character. For instance, the blood in our body is a river, From the heart to the extremities it is of a bright red colour, but on its return through the yoing it is dark and sluggish. The reason is that when it starts from the heart it has just been purified, and when it comes back it is loaded witl sorts of refuse matter it has picked up in its journey. In other words, the blood—which red current and brings away disease and death only food fully digested—curias life on its
on its dark one, Speaking of her own condition at " period about six yeara since, a woman writes that her skin gradually became first yellow and then of " saffron colour, Connected with this she experienced several symptoms of illness. She had more or less pain at the sides and considerable difficulty in breathing. Her appetite, previously good, began to fail, and After cating comparatively. little there was mach distress in the region of the stomach, There was an attendant loss of energy, both of mind and body, and she felt tired, languid, and weak, Now we must observe that in case of natural fatigue from labour or any exertion rest is an unfailing remedy. Sleep and relaxation renew our powers, But there is " kind of fatigue which rest does not relieve—for which the Angel of Sleep bears no healing in his wings. What vile counterfeit is it?
She adds: 'I finally took to my bed and was visited by a doctor, who said my liver was wrong, and that I' had. jaundice. He eve me medicine, but asi had no good eect.
advised me to go to the hospital. As I objected. to this, he said I might try a change of air and see what that would do for we. So Tgave up my pisos and went to my home at Fairford, in Gloucestershire. Failing to obtain any benefit from the change, I consulted another physician, who attended me for some time, but I grew no better. Whatever I did I could not recover my strength, and my friends thought I was in a decline.
did not eat enough to feed a bird, and an to despair of ever recovering my health, With many ups and downs in the way of feeling, and of fear and hope, I lingered along until July, 1890 when an acquaintance recommended me to try Mother Seigel's Syrup. Indeed, so much was I im with what was said about this medicine that I sent my niece four miles: to procure a bottle of it. After taking the contents I felt better. A weight seemed to be lifted from my chest, relish: for food. returned, and. by degrees found. myself in every. way stronger. EL will
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