The writer of the letter which I am going to copy for you in a moment. has a complaint to make, Rather, perhaps, a complaint to place on record, as the reason for it is passed away for the present and she hopes—and we hope with her—that it may not return. The complaint does not refer to any relative, friend, or foe, but to her own heart. It did not work well. It was weak, and for a Jong time she was unable to find means to mike it do better. matter inasmuch as the tiv of the blood always depends upon the force wherewith the heart drives it.
ill, it seems to me we ought to be a julgent towards the heart in view of the. labour-it has to perform. Remember that it never takes a full minute's rest a: one time, night or day, from the instant it begi-s at your birth until, like " muffled dram, it stops for good and all—life's funeral march., te the grave-being over. During all this while, ten years or a hundred, the heart has got to keep on pumping blood through your body at the rate of from 130 strokes minute in childhood to 50 or 60 in old age. If ye to have a mechanical turn of min y interest von to figure out how much. this stand for in units of horse-power for a given case and time. If not you can tak+ my word: for it that, merely asa machine, the heart deserves your respect. So long as it goes ahead steadily, up Hill, and: down dale, hammering away softly but strongly, you haven't a word to say.for or against it; but when it begins to get.weak, may be skipping a stitch now and then,.you call in-the doctor, who puts the tip of his finger just. below the base.of your left thumb, looks wise and solemn (us befits the occasion), and says, "Ah, yes. yes: I ser, see." at, what does he see? "He docsn's tell you that; he Teaves medicine, and meutions when he will look in again.
But as. to the letter I spoke, of.
"For many years," the lady says, I suffered from indigestion and weak heart.
Very little exertion made me feel weary and tired.
Cold, clammy sw.ats broke over "me.
I had a and. after meals an ad chest anda, miserable sinking feeling at the stomach, I had also much pain at the left side, and my heart would flutter so as to frighten me. "At length I-became so week 1 was barely able to get about being no anger able to do my housework.
"Owing to the trouble at my heart I obtained no proper rest at night, and often walked about.my bedroom.at wight. Many times these attacks were so bad. Z thought wax dying. During the day a sense of suffocation sometimes came upon me and I was to go tw the sloer for fresh.ai Year after year I suffered like this A little better, now as bad as I could. be. "In November, 1887, while on a visit to Croydon my son-in-law persuaded me to try Mother Scigel's Syrup. Ho got me a bottle, and after taking it I experienced great relief. The pain at my heart was easier, and I felt better as.a whole. T could eat well and the food greed with me.
': Tnow felt encouraged to continue using this remedy. Soon I was in better health than for years, the heart trouble having disappeared altogether, Since that - time when I feel anything ailing me a few ad of Mother Seigel's Syray never fail to give the desired relief. told many persons of the benefit I have derived from it, and hereby consent to publishing this statement. should you wish to sla 4 (Signed) (Mrs.) William Harrington. Near Wickford Hill, Clare, Suffolk, November 12th, 1897.
Now what ailed Mrs Harrington's heart Why, precisely the same thing that ailed her lies, her nerv+s and her muscles—tceakness, Therein she is right. It was a weak heart but not a diseased heart. The heart isa muscle, and (seeing the prodigious lot of work it has to do) necessarily a active muscle. But i pay any more than J With all the rest of the body it has got to be sustained and strengthened by food. Here we have the point, then. The lady was afflicted with chronic indigestion. For this reason hor whole body grew weak—the heart, of course, with other parts of the engine, \Hence all the symptoms she names. Her immense all-round weakness and puller-down is that sine old dyspepsia. When Mother Seigel's Syrup made the digestion of plenty of food possible, the heart went on all right, like a newly wound clock.
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