It was the latter part of August 1891. A friend and I had come down from Ramsgate to Minster, to see the venerable church there, which so thousand year-old. 1 entered the churchyard and seated myself upon a nameless grave while he went in search of somebody to unlock the doors of the edifice and; show its wonders. In a few minutes he "The new year holidays for the officials returned in company with an odorly lady, to whom he introduced me, saying she was the custodian and guide of the place. gazed at her face for some moments without award. Ifmy own mother, dead and gone 15 years, had come back to speak to her only son. I should scarcely' have been more us-tonished. For this woman was almost my mother's double; the-same size, the same j face, and the same way of partin: the hair and combing it in smooth bands from the forehead. Ttold her so, and we were friends Vefore either fairly knew the other's name. What a queer world it is She then conducted us through the ancient fane, and spoke of the long vanished past, of the monks and nuns who once sang and fbn the hard oak seats in the chancel, of that prayed within its walls, of the quaint carvings precious relic, the Cranmer Bible, which reposes in a glass box against a pillar, and of many matters besides, draw from the apparently exhaustless well of her detailed and Accurate information, 2 Finally the talk verred round to the whole-Someness of the vicinity, the bracing nature ofts sea breezes and so on. Then our guide, Mrs. Sarah Herd said:—"T have lived here in Minster 50 years, and seen many ups and downs. One of my'sons is now in America, where he is doing well. He wants me. leave England and make my home with him, but I doubt if Fever shall, Iam somewhat like that old yew tree out in the yard, deeply rooted to this soil, and might be the worse for pulling up. Then I am getting on in life, and ills grow apace with age. In the spring of 1878 T had a serious attack. At first scarcely knew what to make of it.. There was no disease that I recognised in particular, 1 felt tired in body and weary in mind. There was much pain at my chest and back, and a kind of tightness at the sides, as though physical force were applied there to restrain me from moving. My appetite, which was usually good, fell away; und whatever I ute or drank yave me pule, aad I lived almost entirely on bread und water. I was always in pain and couldn't sleep so as to feel j refreshed by it. After a time I grew so-weak J's to be unable to go about my work, A bitter and sickening fluid urase into' my mouth, and I perspired to such an extent thut the sweat sometimes rolled off my face to the floor."
I (the writer) break in upon Mrs, Herd's story at this point merely to sny that this tendency to sweat without the provocation of labour or of exercise is always a sign of del imitated condition of the system, Tt means that the blood is impure and impoverished, the kidneys working badly, and that the body lacks nourishment and is living feebly on what was previously stored in it. In other words, the stomach has refused its uty and the other organs are in sympathy with it. Now we will let the lady proceed, begging pardon for the interruption.
She went on to say:—" For a time I tried to cure myself with various domestic remedies which sometimes answer. But they failed, jand I consulted a physician, With all respect to the doctors, they occasionally This one did. You know there in all long illnesses when we used to pain and misery, and make no farther efforts to get: rid of it, [In fact, we don't know how, and so don't try. For about three years T renamed wretched and ailing, und dull unhappy years they were. My sufferings were beyond' all T had ever do but to bear them as patiently as T oval. known before, yet there seemed nothing to At this date, 1881, certain friends of mine spoke to me of the great benefit they had eceivell from, the use of Mother Seigels three light oe my mind, although Teannot rrup, for indigestion and dyspey-sia. This
j say it mate me at once a believer in Seigel's Syrup. At length, however, in July 1881, I began to take it. In all I used six bottles, and found my health fully restored. Ten years have elapsed, and T have had no attack Since. But if I do in future I shall know where to put my hand on the remedy."
Our visit being virtually over, we called for a few moments at Mrs. Herd's home, 2, a Street, Minster, Kent, and then wended our way back to Ramsgate, ale New York, October, 1891.
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