mort pertinent and startling question ked is this What is truth?"
Roman Governor propounded it once, under circums' es which greatly worried and perplexed his official mind. And he was not the first man or the last—not by myriads. So far as I know there has been no satisfactory anewer. Some people (radicals and come-outers of various sorts) fancy that in this, the tail end of a rather braggart and conceited century, they have tushed a fair-sized covey of truths by firing speculative shot-guns into every wayside bush and be But have they done it? Wo, gentle reader, no. They have put up crows snd sparrows, the same crows that picked the bones of the cave dwellers, and the same sparrows that sold two for a farthing in the time of Pilate. There were plenty of fools of el, and there are plenty now. The ancient sloctors, inde prescribed some horrible stuffs as medicine they used electuaries of vipers' flesh and recommended pomegranate seeds for toothache because those seeds resemble human teet and tilly, to be ture, this sound you wanted to find things that come very near matching them in modera practice, I could show you where to look. On my table a list of about 300 new "remedies" introduced to a suff world within the past twelve month. lust be fame good ones among them," do Possibly. Timo will tell. Meanwhile let stick to what re of, We learn "by experience, not by reasoning."
"Some of the greatest tratl medicine," said a learned Scotch doctor, came by the humblest means; not by synthesis or venesection, but by the observations of peasants and the experiments of motherly women."
Concerning a medicine discovered by one such wou-an, thousands of stories have been told and letters written. Here is an example "For many years I have suffered from indigestion and weakness. I seemed to have no energy for anything. I had " poor appetite, and what little food I ate conred me violent pains at the chest and between the shoulders. Frequently 1 had attacks of giddiness, and when I stooped I suffered from an unnatural rush of blood to the head. The pain which I was called upon to bear was often very severe; it affected all parts of my body, and at night I got little proper and refreshing sleep on account of it.
As time went on and the complaint grew fixed upon me, I came to be exceedingly weak, and now and again was obliged to take to my bed. J Jost flesh and became quite thin, living, as I did, only on milk, beef tea, and other kinds of liquid food. it will be understood, of course, that I hai medical care, besides attending South London Dispensary. Yet I received no beneis from was done for me.
happened that in January, 1889, a Palen, told me he had suffered in a sit r_ manner and h remedy called Mother Seigel's on his suggestion I got a both having taken it I found great relict. Presently my appetite returned and food no longer distressed me. Convioeed that Mother Syrup was adapted to my ailment I continued the use of it until ie was no longer needed. My health and strength were re-established, and I have since been well. This medicine had done what no others had been able todo. My husband who suffered from biliousness, used it with the same result, You have my free consent to publish this brief statement if you desire to do s0."—(Signed) Mrs. Julia Massey, 133, Lorrimore Road, Kenvington, London, $.E., January 20th, 1893, There is no royal road to the discovery of truth or knowles, anywhere. It is that finds, Valua are usually made by what, for lack of a better word, we call accident. The medicine that cures is the medicine we want, no matter whether it ix old as the earth or was picked up yesterday in the fi by child. th t Mother Seigel's Syrup cures is proved by a cloud of witnesses. Miva bit of the truth. "Therefore it will not die out, and nothing can take its place. (5) 19, 26ju & 3jy 240
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