the day when. Achille days and nights 0 slain in the ten year walls of Troy fasted three of Patroclus, ne the stout war's sorrows.
he Duke of Wellington wept like a when he surveyed the bloody, hard-won field of Waterloo. Methuen, it' is said, broke down at the ghastly sight of Magerstontein, returned to his tent that the men might witness his grief, Who dead ix must he buried," says x, and, we might add, "who ill'is must So thought Private John Smith, living now ae La, South Uxbridge Street, ' Burton-on-Trent, The "Aurania" steamed out to the Cape on December 27th, 1899, with this soldier aboard her (that was before she steamed back with the gallant C.1.V.'s) and in telling me of his trials, on August 20th, '00, Pri mith says that thet part of {his duty was pleasant enough.
"Shortly aft "ari Roberts' famous march into Kronstadt, we were stationed between that town and Jacobsdal to guard the line of communication,. Towards the end of ApaLT was Tail ow with that fell disease enteric fever.
here were hundreds of men down with Te has laid low more men than all the shot Boor Artillery. thie fever hospital cas converte into a manu pains and I "and helpless as a new-horn habe.
"Tats for days wironseionsy but. gradually recovered sufficiently to be invalided home."
Yet the suffering of Private Smith was not fever. I went aboard the Hospital Ship 'Nineveh' in June," he says, "and shortly afterwards sailed for home. During my short stay in South Africa, I lost over 20Ibs. in weight, Nothing that I took relieved the constant vomiting, of increased my strength."
"after," he says, "Thad been home a few fags, my" brother, who is an engine driver fon the Midland Railway—not of an armoured train—advised me to try Mother Seigel's Syrup. Iota bottle. I'found it was doing me good, "The vomiting ceased, and I ale to enjoy all kinds of food. My appetite now enormous, "Altogether I have taken four bottles of Mother Seigel's Syrup, and gladly give you permission to use and publish my statement.
vrup is a fine tonic and a great for the stomach. Loan especially mend it fo soldiers returning from South ica in feeble health.
Wellington knew the bitter cost of war in 1815.
Methuen in 1899 and 1900.
And the hero of this narrative in 1900, too. His was a personal cost. Green vomit," Charles Reade writes, "laid her sickly hand on him."
broken man... Until the' kindly offices of Seigel's Curative Syrup stepping-stone of first wealth," which is health.
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