The Archive · 1901

Flies and Worse Things

A fly alights on your finger the brain is stantly informed of it; the fly is shaken off. That is the nerve telegraph.

You lift a piece of meat on a fork, put it your mouth, then chew and swallow it. In few hours that meat, or part of it, is transformed into bone and muscle, Imagine an old house, having the power to yet rid] tricks, and. to put now ones in their places gradually (40 as to leave 110 holes) of tie old} You would like to own such a jolly good house!

that, What a blessed saving in the cost of repairs, I should say so, Houses, however, are not endowed with that faculty Worke luck for the carpenters, masons and Uricklayers if they were.

The human body nevertheless b itself. Tts organs constitute a genuine community. They all work together—each for the good of all the rest—just as a church choir, having! caught the keynote, sings in harmony. Abuse or insult one of them and the others immediately take up his quarrel—like the dear old dog that fights for his master without) bothering his head as to the merits of the row. Perhaps, knowing this, we can at the meaning of the trouble a certain woman had, who is kind enough to have written about it to let us print her letter here.

often fell down quite powerless," she and was never sure of my footsteps." What ailed her? She was not lame; she had received no injury to her limbs. Why then! should she have been doubtful where her feet would fallt—in broad daylight, too, and on 'a smooth floor.

ear the words of a great doctor, describ-! ug the signs of a part difficulty in walking," he says, inability to stand steadily with' the feet together. Sometimes the patient feels as if the ground were always soft; and again the muscular sense is impaired, so there is' hesitation in telling the difference in weight between things taken in the hand—even when, oriels light and the other quite heavy, The. clit becomes effected, so the pati ure how near oF how. far a object is, or its colour. Some feel as if a cord were tied tight around the body, or round a leg or an arm."

The lady allude] to had one, and perhaps others, of these feel "+I -was more or {less iti," she say" for many years. Much of the food Trook turned sour on my stomach. Twas troubled with flatulence, and frequently tine up a fluid of a biting' nature, a bitter taste. In October, 1885, a. dre pain struck into wy right hip. I was eat agony and could searcely move a step for fear of falling.

"On account of pain in the stomach, which at times was nearly unbearable, I got but little sleep. One after another I consulted five doctors, none of whom did ime any good. In this state I remained five j 4 beyond all I am able to set forth in writing speech.

"Then I read of Mother Seigel's Syrup and got a bottle from Mr. Roberts, the Chemist at Llanfairfechan, That sh ved me. I could eat and sleep better, and began to have the natural use of my legs. Under fluence of this medicine it was not long all pais eft me and Z could walk with case.

"Besides this especial benefit: my general health wae better than it had been for many y Thanks to Mother Seigel's wonderful years. remedy Iam now in good health." (Ars) Catherine Jones, House, Llanfairmechan, North Wales, June 30, 1895.

Our correspondent had been afflicted with indigestion—often calle when it lasts Jong enough! created by this had reached every pa holy. Between the wast of nourishment ami the effect of the poisons the nerves of motion and the nerves of sensation were starved and disordered. Hence the sleep-essness, the agony in the hip (probably sciatica}, and the difficulty in walking. The scape from worse troubles was providential indeed.

As has been said, the source of the ailments which so pained and distressed this lady Was the diseased digestive organs—ly the stomach and liver.—They supply the elements of life and health; and they are out of order the body langutcries out in its misery, like without food or drink. " The virtue of Mother Seigel's Syrup resides in its power to rectify the sligestion, which is practically the chief thing to do.

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