nent scientist, touches a subject of
universal importance. Few people are free from the distressing evils
which hypochondria brings. They come at all times and are fed by the
very flame which they themselves start. They are a dread of coming
derangement caused by present disorder and bring about more suicides
than any other one thing. Their first approach should be carefully
guarded.

_Editors Herald_:

It is seldom I appear in print and I should not do so now did
I not believe myself in possession of truths, the revelation
of which will prove of inestimable value to many who may see
these lines. Mine has been a trying experience. For many
years I was conscious of a want of nerve tone. My mind seemed
sluggish and I felt a certain falling off in my natural
condition of intellectual acuteness, activity, and vigor. I
presume this is the same way in which an innumerable number
of other people feel, who, like myself, are physically below
par, but like thousands of others I paid no attention to
these annoying troubles, attributing them to overwork, and
resorting to a glass of beer or a milk punch, which would for
the time invigorate and relieve my weariness.

After awhile the stimulants commenced to disagree with my
stomach, my weariness increased, and I was compelled to
resort to other means to find relief. If a physician is
suffering he invariably calls another physician to prescribe
for him, as he cannot see himself as he sees others; so I
called a physician, and he advised me to try a little
chemical food, or a bottle of hypophosphates. I took two or
three bottles of the chemical food with no apparent benefit.
My lassitude and indisposition seemed to increase, my food
distressed me. I suffered from neuralgic pains in different
parts of my body, my muscles became sore, my bowels were
constipated, and my prospects for recovery were not very
flattering. I stated my case to another physician, and he
advised me to take five to ten drops of Magende's solution of
morphine, two or three times a day, for the weakness and
distress in my stomach, and a blue pill every other night to
relieve the constipation. The morphine produced such a
deathly nausea that I could not take it, and the blue pill
failed to relieve my constipation.

In this condition I passed nearly a year, wholly unfit for
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