The Archive · 1899

INTIMATE STRANGERS

uppose a man to have lived fifty years hour ever having seen the reflection of his own face. Now lead him before a wirrer and let him have a look, He will, of course, recognise the outlines and general appearance of his body; but his features will be as new: and strange to him ay tacso of a person he has never before met. Yet he has worn that mask all hin life; has touched it with his hands times beyond counting; has by meane of it expressed the feelings and of half a century; has heard its remarked upon' by others—yer, of his bone and flesh of his flesh a" it is, the glass resents it to his gaze as a novelty. Fortunately Nature has so made us that we are commonly satisfied with our looks, otherwise this man might curse the hour he first chold his own countenance, On a page of a book which lies ov my ruble this bright morning, is a picture which—were it published without title or description—probably the most of ne would not under-Stand; yet the original is vitally important to every human being. No mirror brows back its structure to the eye, nor has the owner ever laid bands on it. ' Nevertheless itw'name is daily on our lips, and on its faithfal performance of duty largely depend our efficiency and happiness,

in words of wailing and complaint. - They People ate continually alluding to it find no end of fault with it when it goes wrong, and when it goes right seldom pay it, the compliment of doing good work. "The way of the world," you remind me} "alas! the way of the world, For example here is one who says that, in the early ity of 1890, she began to suffer from a bad stomach and indigestion. Now the stomach tries to be good and not bad. It makes constant and mighty efforts to accomplish its task and so furnish the rest of the body with health. strength, and beauty; but it often fails dismally, then its owner character it as a "bad" stomach.

Now who, or what is accountable?

Continuing, our correspondent adds: had no relish for food, and after eating I had pain at the chest and sides. Whatever kind of food I took, nothing agreed with me. 1 made use of various medicines in hopes of relief. but none of them did me any good. At last a neighbour, Mrs. Tyrell, told me how she had benefited—having had the same complaint—by Mother Seigel's Syrup, and recommended ime to try it. Someihat encouraged by what she said, I procured a bottle of this remedy, and soon found that it relieved me as nothing else had done. I could eat better, all food agree! with me, and I felt better every way. Since that time—now four years ago—I hive kept well, tuking an occasional dose of the Syrup, when I seemed to need it, My daughter suffered from the same trouble, and Mother Seigel's Syrup had the Tike good effect in her case, You are at liberty to make any use you like of this statement."—(Signed) Mrs, Elizabeth Naulty, Foresters' Arms Inn, 96, Scouringburp, dee, July 2nd, 1897.

lady's stomach did not become bad alice prepense and forethought," as the lawyers say of certain criminals, The cause riy in the conditions "f her life, her its of eating, mayhe—with, pos-ably, iberited s. There are +o many hinge, snd combinations of things that tend to produce or develop dyspepsia, it is hard to trace them in individual instances, The symptoms (or consequences), however, are dangerous, and deceptive thaw the uninstructed imagine. It is for *his that so great a multitude of alleged sin remedies" are prepared. stomach having been slow respond to any and all sorts of drugs that may be thrown hopefully into i, The cure must be exactly adaysed to the disease, and if there is a medicine which so perfectly meets this requirement as Mother Seigel's Syrup, the work it. The ti and li for the genuine stimulus and healer that itis—and the bad" stomach is changed back into a good one.

You now guess what that picture on my table reprezents—u machine in your body you will norer see, but which in other ways You may study and know more about, (5) 300c, 6& 13n0 453

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