Far away, in the Jungle of Central India, a village lies asleep. Only a solitary human figure can be seen, following the winding jungle path in the' moonlight. It is early ight, and the native who comes has been delayed on his way home, But what is that dark shadow that crosses the path behind him? Quite oblivious, the man marches on He looks neither to right nor left, nor behind him, where crouches that dark shadow. A few yards more and he will be out of the jungle. "A few minutes more, and he thinks he will be sleeping in the bosom of shadow moves like a giant cat the tigress is upon hin, One repairing scream and all is quiet. Bitten through the head, the victim is snatched up and carried by the-grim m. eater to her lair in the hills. meanwhile the village Yes, I think it was, Had he not lingered, he would not have been caught, The tigress would not attacked bim in proud daylight. Bat he was no worse, I think,.than those in this country who are to-day doing the very same thing Thousands and thousands of English nien and women have a shadow in their path, It is after them. The time will come, if they do not tuke heed, when they will feel, like Mrs. Lydia Golding, "us if something had overtaken " them. {ere is a letter from hier in which she tells her experience All my life I had been a strong healthy woman and up to the autumn of 1891 T never ailed anything. At this time I began to feel week, weary, and tired, and as if some. thing had' overtaken me. 1 had. foul taste in my mouth, my. tongue being furred. and a sour uld would rise into my mouth, I had no appetite to speak of, and the little food I tok yave me no strength. After eating I had a heavy weight wnd- pain across my chest, anda gnawing feeling in my stomach. 1 boleted up a deal of frothy fluid, and in the night Iawoke with a suffocating feeling. Cold clammy. sweats broke over me, and what with loss of appetite, and not being able to sleep at-night, 1 soon got 60 weak that found it hard work to get about, in the paper, Weekly People, Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup, and got me a bottle from Perry and Son, Chemists, High Street, Gravesend. After taking it a short time, I began to gain strength, and got stronger and stronger until I was free from the effects of the seizure. I in good health, You can publish this statement if you wish."—Yours truly, (Signed) Mrs. Lydia Goldin: 12, Carter's Road, Ferry Street, Gravesend, What this' shadow that had crossed j Nath 1898. 's path? What was it that "overtook" her and laid her helpless and suffering upon a bed of sickness? -urely You can recognise the monster that sprang upon her as the dreaded disorder Dyspepsi which attacks you when you "are most defenceless and "weakest. Paralysis; yes, Mrs. Golding had it, and could feel it, but what she could wor feel was what it' was that had so acted upon her nerves and muscles as to cause them to become. 60 helpless. Nor could she, L suppose, under stand how Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup cured her so quickly, though ie know now that it was because the dyspepsia was got rid of.
But, as the native was never heard of more, 80 there are some who cannot get out of the clutches of Dyspepsia, even with such help wa, Mother Sigel' Curative Syrup, if the help comes too late. Hence the best way of all, say I, is to keep out of the jungle after dark; and, if you must go, walk yuickiy.
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