Let us say that your wages are twent} shillings " week. Yon have worked hard, done your best, and feel that you have earned your money. Very good. Now imagine that when Saturday night comes your employer hems and haws, and wante to put you of with fifteen. I'll'be bound you would think yourself hardly treated. What are the great strikes in this country commonly shout? Why, la some fashion they are about wages or hours; it comes to the same thing. Be it understood that the writer user this fact as an illustration of another that is all. What is that other face We will work it out of the following persona me arly all my life, says Mrs. Sarah Dalby, 'I have been ject to attacks of biliousness, accompanit with sickness, but cot _on fairly well up to the early part of i882. At this time I began to feel heavy, dull, ant tired, with an all-gone, sinking sensation. My skin was sallow, and the whites of my eyes of s yellow tinge."
As everybody knows. or ought. to know, the colouring matter was bile. The liver being torpid and, therefore, failing to remove the bile from the blood, it entered the skin; and showed itself on the surface. Hut the discoloration isn't the worst mischief done by the vagabond bile, containing many poisonous waste elements; it disorders the whole system and sets up troublesome and dangerous symptoms, some of which the lady names.
"Thad a bad fasts in the mouth," she goes on tosay; and, in the morning particularly, was often very' sick, retching so violently that I dreaded to see the dawn of day.
"My appetite was poor, and after eating Thad pain at my chest and side. Frequently I couldn't bring myself to touch food at all; stomach seemed to rebel at the very thought of it."
[This was bad. but the stomach was right, nevertheless. More food would have made more pain, more indigested matter to ferment and turn sour, more of a load for the sleepy liver, more poison for the nerves, kid-noys, and skin. And yet, without the food how' was she to live? It was like being raus the letter, "*I had great pain fluttering at the heart," Sometimes I woold have fits of dizziness and go off into a faint, which left me quite prostrated. Then my nerves became so upset and excitable that I got no proper sleep at night, and on account of loss of strength I was obliged to lie in bed all day for days together. I went to one doctor after another, and attend Bartholomew's and the University Hospitals, but was none the better for it all, "Tu September, 1883, my husband Tead in Reynolds' Newspaper about, Mother Seigel Carative Syrup, and got me n bottle o After taking it for three days I-felt relieved. Encouraged and cheated by thi I kept on taking the Syrup, and in a short time all the ain and distress abated, and 'I was well—etter than I had ever been. That is ten years ago, and since then [have never ailed anything. With sincere thanks, Lam, yours traly (Signed) Mre. Sarah Dalby, 93, Tottenham Road, Kingsland, London, N., "january 2ud, 1894, Now run your eye back to the first sentence of Mrs, Dalby's letter, and yon will come upon these words, 'YT got on fairly well," &c. This la the sad thought, "Her life has always been at a discount; she has always got less than her due; she lost part of ber health—wages. Do you take my meaning Of course: Whatever muy be our differences of opinion "8 to the rights of capital and the being led to perfect, health without value of about, it is certain that every human reduction, without drawback, All the more, as nobody else loses what one person thus No. no. On the contrary, a perfectly all who are brought into relations with him, thy person is a benefit and a blessing to
But do all have such health? God help us, no; very, very few. Why not? -Ah, the
To the vast crowd who only get on "fairly answer is too big; I can't give it to-well" I tender my sympathy, and advise a trial of the remedy mentioned by Mra, Dalby.
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