One of the most prominent writers on health topics says: ‘The great practical lesson which I wish to inculcate, to be engraven as on a plate of steel, on the memory of children and youth, young men and women, the mature and the gray-headed: Allow nothing short of fire or endangered life te induce you to resist, for one single moment, nature’s alvine cacl. So far from refusing a call for any reason short of life and death, you should go at the usual time and solicit, and doing so you will have your reward in a degree of healthfulness, and in. a length of life, which very few are ever permitted to enjoy. If the love of health and life, or the fear of inducing painful disease can not induce you to adopt the plan I have recommended, there is another argument which, to young gentlemen and young ladies, may appear more convincing—personal cleanliness. [If you suffer yourself to become and remain costive you will smell badly; the breath of a costive child even is scarcely to be endured.] Cold feet, sick headache, piles, fistulas, these, with scores of other diseases, have their first foundations laid in constipation, which itself is infallibly induced by resisting nature’s first calls. Reader, let it be your wisdom never to do it again.” A Dyspeptiu’s Ficut ror LIFE. Judge W. was a depressed, despondent, discouraged, listless, moody, nerv- ous, wretched dyspeptic, for five weary years. He tried travel, but neither the keen air of the sea-shore nor the bracing breezes of the northern prairies ~ brought him relief. He tried all the panaceas and all the doctors at home - and abroad in vain. Some told him that he had heart-disease, others thought it was inflammation of the spleen, gout, Bright’s disease, liver complaint, lung difficulty, or softening of the brain. Bottle after bottle of nostrums went down the unfortunate man’s throat, and it was only when physicians and friends gave him up, and’ pronounced him to all intents a dead man, that he threw bottles, plasters, powders and pills to the four winds, and, with _ the energy of despair, set about disappointing his doctors, and getting ready _ to live despite their ghastly predictions. Then began a fight for life against dyspepsia, a fight which many have begun, but few have won. He bathed the whole body every morning in cold: water, summer and winter, not by a shower or a plunge, but by vigorously dashing the water on the body with the hands, and afterwards rubbing briskly with a coarse towel. This was con- tinued without missing a single morning for years. In the meantime the strictest diet was instituted. By experimenting, the patient found what he could eat without harm, and ate that only in very small quantities, meas- uring his food on his plate before beginning his meal, and limiting himself rigidly to that quantity. His principal food for nearly three years wag the ace of Meee eealion, Coa attention was given to enue Soule ve thoroughly masticating the food; and not to eat too much, too fast, or too often, were rules strictly and rigidly observed. Bathing, diet, rest, sleep, and aaa exercise in the open air did the work. It was a dreadful conflict— ma mitted any man to discover « or invent medicine that will cure dvene eyatre is the only oe physician. Cold water, Boksat air, the natu HINTS FOR THE SICK-ROOM. The sick-room should be the lightest, most cheerful, and best ventilated oom in the ‘ouse. Patients in the sunny wards of hospitals recover soonest, and the sick, in nearly all cases, lie with their faces to the light. Every thing should be kept in perfect neatness and order. Matting is better than a carpet, though, when the latter is used, it may be kept clean ‘by throwing a few damp tea-leaves over only a part of the room at a time,

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One of the most prominent writers on health topics says: ‘The great practical lesson which I wish to inculcate, to be engraven as on a plate of steel, on the memory of children and youth, young men and women, the mature and the gray-headed: Allow nothing short of fire or endangered life to induce you to resist, for one single moment, nature's alvine call. So far from refusing a call for any reason short of life and death, you should go at the usual time and solicit, and doing so you will have your reward in a degree of healthfulness, and in. a length of life, which very few are ever permitted to enjoy. If the love of health and life, or the fear of inducing painful disease can not induce you to adopt the plan I have recommended, there is another argument which, to young gentlemen and young ladies, may appear more convincing—personal cleanliness. [If you suffer yourself to become and remain costive you will smell badly; the breath of a costive child even is scarcely to be endured.] Cold feet, sick headache, piles, fistulas, these, with scores of other diseases, have their first foundations laid in constipation, which itself is infallibly induced by resisting nature’s first calls. Reader, let it be your wisdom never to do it again.” A Dyspeptic's Fight for Life. Judge W. was a depressed, despondent, discouraged, listless, moody, nervous, wretched dyspeptic, for five weary years. He tried travel, but neither the keen air of the sea-shore nor the bracing breezes of the northern prairies ~ brought him relief. He tried all the panaceas and all the doctors at home - and abroad in vain. Some told him that he had heart-disease, others thought it was inflammation of the spleen, gout, Bright’s disease, liver complaint, lung difficulty, or softening of the brain. Bottle after bottle of nostrums went down the unfortunate man’s throat, and it was only when physicians and friends gave him up, and’ pronounced him to all intents a dead man, that he threw bottles, plasters, powders and pills to the four winds, and, with _ the energy of despair, set about disappointing his doctors, and getting ready _ to live despite their ghastly predictions. Then began a fight for life against dyspepsia, a fight which many have begun, but few have won. He bathed the whole body every morning in cold: water, summer and winter, not by a shower or a plunge, but by vigorously dashing the water on the body with the hands, and afterwards rubbing briskly with a coarse towel. This was continued without missing a single morning for years. In the meantime the strictest diet was instituted. By experimenting, the patient found what he could eat without harm, and ate that only in very small quantities, meas- uring his food on his plate before beginning his meal, and limiting himself rigidly to that quantity. His principal food for nearly three years wag the use of milk. Careful attention was given to thoroughly masticating the food; and not to eat too much, too fast, or too often, were rules strictly and rigidly observed. Bathing, diet, rest, sleep, and and exercise in the open air did the work. It was a dreadful conflict—a mitted any man to discover or invent medicine that will cure dyspepsia. Nature is the only physician. Cold water, boat air, the natu The sick-room should be the lightest, most cheerful, and best ventilated oom in the ‘ouse. Patients in the sunny wards of hospitals recover soonest, and the sick, in nearly all cases, lie with their faces to the light. Every thing should be kept in perfect neatness and order. Matting is better than a carpet, though, when the latter is used, it may be kept clean ‘by throwing a few damp tea-leaves over only a part of the room at a time,

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