The Regiment, March 26th 1898

March 26. 1S98. THE REGIMENT. 431 had something to relate worth publication, if the reporter cared to call on him, which the latter gladly agreed to do. George Parrish F.A.C.T. is che r’s Gallant Conduct in the G a ik a -Gc kale a War. IN THE LAND OF GOLD. The Perils of Frontier Warfare Inter­view with one of the F.A.Mf.P. Whilst on a visit to Kimberley recently, a reporter on the staff of an important South African paper had an interesting interview with Mr. H. CT. Fischer, cf that town. Mr. Fischer, who is a well-known man in Kimberley, South Africa, having lived there,on and off, since 1871, has had many interesting experiences. Formerly a member of the Frontier Armed and Mounted Policc, he served with that force through the Gaika-Gcaleka War, receiving during the campaign two bullet and a number of assegai wounds. So dis- fhiguUhed was his conduct that he was recommended by the officer commanding his troop, Major Nesbitt, for the Victoria Cross, but as the Major shortly afterwards left the regiment Mr. Fischer’s case apparently was forgotten, for, unfortunately, lie has never received either a medal for the war, or the Victoria Cross. After serving his time with the F. A.M.P. Mr. Fischer abandoned military life, aud became a gold prospector and diamond digger. Finally he joined the Transvaal Mounted Police, which corps he remained in until March, 1896, when he took his discharge. Naturally during all these years Mr. Fischer had been leading a life of hardship and exposure. Often for days at a time he was wet to the skin, and he has on more than one occasion been without food or shelter of any kind. It is not to be wondered at, therefore, that Mr Fischer at last fell a prey to rheumatism, and that terrible malady, when it eutered his system, took so strong a hold on him as to make his life one long period of misery. The following statement which Mr. Fischer made to the pressman is full of interest :—“It is about ten yeais since I first began to suffer. At first rheumatism used to afflict me for only a few weeks at a time, and then would leave me, but when­ever I got wet I was always certain of an attack. The disease gradually got worse and worse until in 1895, wl‘cn j I was living in Klerksdorp, I was taken very badly with it, and was compelled to give work.up I con­sulted doctors and tried every conceivable medicine, but still I got wjrse and worse. I could not bear to be touched, and so terribly weak was 1 that 1 could not even lift myself in bed to take refreshments, but had to be gently raised and then lowered again. Every| niovenent gave me intense agony. The pain extended through my arms, shoulders, spine, thighs, knees, and ankles, in fact, I was one mass of pain. So !bad was I that I often used to shout with agony. My head constantly ached: I could neither eat nor sleep, and when from exhaustion 1 did fall into a doze, [never lost the terrible pain, and my areains were horrible. You can imagine how bad I was for my wife had constantly to attend me, and could never leave the house. I cannot think it possible that any man has ever suffered more than I did. If anyone offered me ,£20,000 togo through the same I would say “No, keep your money, 1 prefer to be as I am .”At last, after consulting any number of doctors and using all the medicines possible to think of, a friend 01 mine, Mr. Wilhelm Kruger, who is a farmer living at Klerksdorp district, recommended ire to try' Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People, as they kad thoroughly cured him. I took his advice, and am now reaping the benefit of it. The first box of the Pills made me feel so much better that I could get about on crutches, and I therefore decided to continue the remedy. The second box had a marvellous effect. I was able to throw my crutches away, but as I still felt a little shaky on the legs I used a stick to get about with. To make the cure positively certain 1 took a few more boxes of the Pills, and after their use I was able to get about as if I had never been ill. Sines then I have never had a clay’s illness, and although I have been out in all sorts of weather, and have been soaked to the skin many and many a time, I have never had the slightest return of the rheumatism.” When asked by the reporter whether he was abso­lutely certain that it was Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills that cured him and nothing else, Mr. Fischer replied.“ 1 am certain that it was the Pills alone that saved my life, and not only have they cured me but they have been of marvellous benefit to my little daughter also. She is eleven years old, and used to be troubled with .rheumatism terribly. She could not walk, and her head troubled her a great deal. She could also neither eat nor sleep, but used to lie in bed crying with pain. When Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills cured me I determined that I would use them for her also. The result is that now she is as welland strong as a child can be, and plays all daylong as happy and bright as possible. A Cycling Veteran of the Grenadier Guards relates his Story of the Crimea. At Kettering, says the Kettering Guard ian, lives a Crimean veteran—George Parrish—and, like others who have been inaction, he is quite at home when speaking of the trenches of Sebastopol. For one year and eighty days he served in the Crimea with the Grenadier Guards, and as a result of twenty-one years’ service he can display with justifiable pride the Sebastopol, Turkish, and long-service medals. The other day Mr. Parrish was riding a bicycle, but, seeing our reporter on the road, he alighted, saying that he Accordingly the Kettering Guardian reporter made his way upon a later evening to Balaclava Villas—fitting name for the residence of a brave Army veteran.“ I had been suffering” (14with indigestion,” his wife afterwards explained) 4 4 for three years,” Mr. Parrish said. 4 4 There used to abe sensation as of something in my throat, and 1 could hardly get any­thing down. Whenever I tried to lake food something seemed to roll up which prevented me from swallowing. Very often when I have come home for dinner 1 have gone back again without touching a bit, which made me very weak in fact I was so bad that I could scarcely get backwards and forwards at all Once or twice I had medicine, but without any improvement, until at hist, very fortunately, I tried Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People, and I had only taken two or three before I found relief.” 4 4 Yes,' added Mrs. Parrish, who seemed anxious to confirm her husband’s remarkable story, ••his trouble really proceeded from indigestion. He felt a weight as of something at the chest which ought not to be there— a regular chest-ache, intact After eating he had pains and a sensation of unnatural fulness, liut he had faith in Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills from the first, and not long elapsed before he said, 1 1 do not feel that uneasiness aow.> ”44 No, and I have not felt it since,” warmly added Mr. Parrish. 4 4 It has completely gone. I can ride to work now on my bicycle, and feel none the worse lor it and that at sixty-five years of age !When I went out, before taking the Pills, I used to puff and pant like anything. I could scarcely get my breath, and the perspiration used to roll off me. It seemed that I was going altogether wrong in health, but now I feel quite a different man.” I
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