Democratic Sentinel, Volume 8, Number 45, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 5 December 1884 — HOW HE ESCAPED. [ARTICLE]

HOW HE ESCAPED.

The Struct Story of m Doctor’s Person* [Syracuse (N. Y.) Herald.] The Herald lays the following statemea before its readers, with the assurance that It is undoubtedly true In every particular. The writer Is a well and widely known citilzen, and his case 1s familiar to a large num her of our readers. □To As Editor of As Herald: Sir — l dislike the notoriety of a newspaper letter over my own signature, but in this matter duty compels me. As many are aware, I was lor years la a feeble condition, many people expecting my death at any time. In while at Denver, Col., I was attacked with a mysterious hemorrhage. 1 lost twenty pounds of flesh in three weeks. I came home utterly broken down. My physicians said some peculiarity of the Western Climate produced the disorder. 1 made the journey again a tew months later, however, without 111 effects, but on my return home I was prostrated with pneumonia. My left lung soon entirely tilled, and my legs and body became twice their natural size. I was obliged to sit upright in bed for several weeks, In the midst of the severest agony, with my arms over my head. I was in constant fear of suflocation. Many a night lhad deadly sinking spells. When the pneumonia abated the hemorrhages returned. My legs were twisted with cramps, my skin was very hot and dry, my blood circulated unevenly, my mouth was parched, I was tormented with the pains of gravel and mucus in my fluids, and my back ached exoruciatingly. I did not know what was my eßpecial disorder, but in April, 1881, a council of five of the best physicians of Syracuse said I could not possibly reoover. They advised me to try the virtues of a certain mineral spring. With pitiful helplessness, 1 dragged myself to the cars, but was obliged to stop over at Worcester, Mass. There I was again thoroughly examined by fifteen physicians, who .concurred that I was incurable. Nevertheless, I continued my Journey to the springs, remained there several weeks, but returned home without benefit or hope. My disorder was for years sapping and mining my constitution before the final attack was made. First I had chills and fever, then severe and protracted cold, then restlessness at night, nervous Irritability by day, constantly distressing backache, unusual disposition to catarrh, pain in the chest, torpid liver, headache, and dull sensation in the base of the brain. For five years painful rheumatic pains affected my knee. Stomach and bowel derangements came in their turn, with an occasional fluttering of my heart, and an Inability to draw a long breath; quick fatigue followed much conversation; irregularity of appetite succedod. Fitful pains of a neuralgic order flitted about my body, and alter a day of hard work, my arms would feel numb, so 1 often had foar3 of paralysis. So terrible at times did my back and arms aohe that at the close of work I would lie on my couch for an hour with arms upraised in vain attempt for relief. After a night of restlessness and hallucination, 1 would awake in the morning with such a distressing headache that I could not arise until I had drunk a cup of strong coffee or tea. The disease which had fastened on me during all these years, my physicians said, was Bright’s disease of the kidneys, pronounced by every medical authority to be incurable. Having exhausted all authorized remedies, I dismissed my medical attendants and began the use of Warner’s safe cure in December, 1881. I faithfully persevered l'or two and one-half years, and it has saved my life and restored my health, when twenty of theo/host competent physicians said I could not recover. I have taken over 200 bottles, following all diet rules and directions. I have hitherto refrained from publishing details of my case, because I wished to secure permanent effects before stating results, but as I have been comparatively a well man fop the last two years and able to attend to my business daily, wholly through the preparation named, I feel that I ought to spread its merits before the world. If you see fit to publish what I have written 1 shall be gratified. Yours, eto., Dr. 8. G. Martin. Syracuse, N. Y., Oot 18,1884.