In the not very remote past when Europeans looked to South Africa only for ostrich feathers and sunshine, it was 1 a common practice for English doctors to order hopeless cases of pulmonary disease to this countts. "When there is no hope at home try the Cape of Good Hope;" *Keop below deck until you reach Madeira," ete. How painfully familiar such phrases sound. Often the prescrip-Von succeeded; more often it failed. It 1. within the knowledge of everybody that the late Cecil Rhodes came here to find health, not fortune, and succeeded in gaining both. But his experience was not the common one. The cemeteries of South Africa are dotted with almost as many raves of Englishmen who came here in quest of health as of those who were slain in battle or died of diseases incident to warfare.
It. is a fact, established beyond possibility of dispute, that no climate the world can offer is sufficient in itself to arrest the progress of consumption, though unquestionably it is a very important aid to other treatment.
But what should that other treatment No question was ever more debated, or is still further from settlement. We will not attempt to answer it, but allow Mr. Charles Rodgers, of East London, to give a brief account of tivo illnesses from which has suffered, which throws considerable light upon the matter.
Writing on 9th Fobruzry, 1903, Mr. Rodgers obseryes:—"I feel it my duty to Lung to public notice the benefit I have received by using Mother Seigel's Curative Syrup. Five years ago I was stricken own with rheumatic lever, and was attended by three different doctors; but their united efforts did me little or no good, and my condition was for a long time very precarious. It was then that a friend advised me to try Seigel's Syrup, and I resolved to accept his advice. I was delighted to find myself very soon able to wall about as usual, and after taking only three bottles of the medicine I was capable of resuming my business.
"Tu July, 1900, I experienced another and a more serious trouble. It was found that T was suffering from a very weak chest. A doctor whom I consulted told me plainly that he feared I was consumptive, and ordered me to come to South Africa. I entertained no doubt that T was far gone in consumption, having all the signs of that disease, but especially an extremely weak chest and an ever-precent feeling of weakness and languor.
"Without being advised to do so, but with the recollection of the good that it done me two years before in curing me of another complaint, I had the happy inspiration to try Mother Seigel's Curalive Syrup. The result exceeded my most sanguine expectations, and it was not long before I was as strong and healthy man could wish to be. I strongly Teconunend the use of that medicine to all who "for as I did, and for the sake of humanity would like my case to be known far and wide."
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