Sometimes John Gurrett wou'd go from morning till night without bite or sup. This wa: thre or four years ago. Every morning he got up with a disagree able, gnawing pai in the stomach or abdomen—heeo Idn't locate it, but he felt it wil the same. Still he kept on working. He mrant to see a doctor but neglected it. Soa year ran away By thu the complaint had got livid of him as a grape vine does of an old tree.
He was a man full of pai" a3 an unsunned cellar is of mould and crawling things. Often th-y kept hot flannels on for twelve hours before he got a bit of ease; and for three weeks straight away he was in racking intervals it made the sweat run off to bed, John did, and dover took him in hand, asa pilot does a ship when the navigation is growing ugly. "My doctor," Garrett says, "was the best of men but he didn't seem to know what ailed me, Nor did the other medical man who followed him.
On this our poor brother's heart sank within him, as King David's did when he heard of the fate of Abulom. Havin, do excep: to think, he thought 0 to a London hospital and Tearned men ther: ith him. They avid hia right kidney was di-e.sed and the "ift ove affected "They f-ared they couldn't help him but woul take hm in for Aanonth ithe exred to stay. Ne said he oid.'t care tosay, and went home to Dartford. Quite right. Asa place to die in the hop country bouts a hospital 'Then he told his home socler what the Lendow doctere hat eaid. 'The home doctor agreed with the Lonlon doctors and told him he woul' soon join the silent majurity—who are done with discuses.
The and of Garrett's story, written by him at his home. 13, Velli ton Real, Dartford, Kent, J-weary th, 1901, rons this way: Kout'ont of bed anid m-ved about all I could. Kepurned up at the works som-times, but Tim Janusry 1900 to Easter I did not earn enough to kee, myself. More than once they sent mie home, For thr rears I lingered along n this fashion whea one Sunday £ read in '*Lloyd's Newspaper" about a stevedore who was hand-iched up my appetite and Tactislly felt hungry-=a strange sensation for me, slept belter. 'The pain was not to sharp and the kidney' secretion was clearer and of a better colour, The second bottle did me more good st Il, an+l after the third I felt like a king, I moon a healthy and happy king, if there is such a bei "Towiay I feel as well as] ever did. Saturday last I felt a bit out of sort, from indigestion probably, and took a dose of Sei Sou may publish my tale."—John Garrett.
Syrup and to-day I am right as rain,
have heard what the doctors Let us Dich this men have B ight's disease? You id leave the point to them. Whether the snake that bit us was a poison snake or not is of no imprrtunce after we have zat rid of the effects of the bice. Anyhow, whatever Garrett had, Mother Seigel'- Syrup cured him; and the rest is nothing He has been et Daily Tele-ye Fs, but him today you wor Md not imagine hud ever been sll at all.
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