Poor little Gertrade Eva—a bit of a tot, four years old at the time—who would not have felt sorry for her, or for aay other s: ricken lamb like her?
When J fall ill, or you—old students in the School of Experience—why, it is unlucky, but la most cases we have contrived to deserve what we got; it is our own fault; we might have avoided it. Only we didn't do as well as we new and s0 we got bowled out.
But as to this slip of a four-year old—who is to answer for ker troubles and perils? Some of you long-headed philosophers tell us.
"To April (1897)," writes her father, Mr. Andrew 'T. N. Prevett, of 13, Leaders Rot Cambridge, Gertrude Eva began to sicken. She complained of pains in the stomach and vomited frequently. She had so mach pain after eating that we were afraid to give her solid food, and so we let her take soda-water aad milk, and other kind of liquid nourishment.
"The poor child could hardly get any good Jeep at night on account of the pain she was %p. Io was often so bad that she would ery out and fairly shriek, so that we would have given all we had in the world to be able to relieve her.
"From this time on she wasted rapidly; in fact, there was presently not much left of her but'skin and bone. Of course her strength went too, and we put her to bed, where lay helpless and suffering for eight months, How she ever lived through it is a wonder to twas the merey of God.
'Friends and neighbours would drop in and look at the little pale face and gv away shaking their heads; they thought we must soon lose our household pet. Her eyes, once so bright, were dull and' sunken, 80 that it turned oar hearts cold to look at her. Her bowels were very obstinate in spite of the medicines we gave her for that ailment. nothing he did seemed to help her, ake got "She was treated by a clever doctor, but
worse and worse and sank lower and lower.
"Ta December (1897) we stopped all other medicines and began to. gi Mother Seigel's Syrup in small doves suited to hor age and condition. The result astonished and delighted us, After a few doses her bowels moved naturally, hor appetite roturned, and she had no) pule after eating. Gradually the child picked up her strength, aad in a few weeks she was strong and well, To.day—July 5th, 1898—she is a fine healthy girl, For this unspeakable blessing we are fudebted to. Mother Seigel's Syrup. Our only regret is that we did not use it at first, but we did not think.
Mr, Prevett is abookbinder, for many years in business in Cambridge, where he is well known and respected.
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