disease; assist nature to recover from any unavoidable attack of sickness; strengthen the whole body, and thus build up the soul and the spirit which are so intimately connected with the body. The only right I have to commend the book is the right which one man has who has tried the "better way of living" and has found that "it works well.” I am not personally acquainted with Dr. Dewey, the author of this book, but I have had the pleasure of some correspondence with him, and have experienced the benefit of greatly improved health by following out the simple rule of "right living" which he lays down in his pages. I am therefore quite ready to put my hand to an unconventional introduction, if by so doing I shall be enabled to induce any one to read these pages carefully, and, so far forth as the things therein contained applies to him, to follow the advice given faithfully. When the blind man was asked by the Pharisees how Jesus opened his eyes, he related the fact of the process by which the miracle was wrought without attempting to explain the mystery of power underlying it. He answered and said, that "A man that is called Jesus made clay and anointed mine eyes and said unto me, Go to the pool of Siloam and wash; and I went and washed, and I received sight." And again when the Pharisees cross-examined him he repeated his simple testimony, "He put clay upon mine eyes and I washed and I do see." I am but a layman in the medical science and so do not pretend to discuss the subject professionally, but, as "a a grateful patient," I am desirous of testifying to the benefits I have received from following Dr. Dewey's method of "right living." This I know, that for forty years I have been a miserable victim of sick headache, induced by "a kind of indigestion," by "a torpid liver," by this and that, as I have been told by many physicians. I have tried every remedy and expedient that has in turn been recommended to me by physicians and friends. In many of them I have found temporary relief; but the cause of the trouble has ever remained, and the bilious sick headache, with its excruciating pain, would return and a total collapse of my power to work would supervene for from one to three or four days. I have tried dieting, that is not eating so heartily, not eating certain kinds of foods, not drinking coffee, etc. I have tried exercise of various kinds. I have tried preventive remedies, in the form of sodas of various kinds, antipyrins, antifebrins, blue pills, bromides of various kinds, etc. I have tried Turkish baths, and massage. All these things have given me more or less temporary relief, but I have always known that it was but temporary; that the real trouble was untouched. In addition to this bilious habit with its dread accompaniment of headaches, I have been steadily gaining in weight for twenty years past, until I had reached the great weight, for a man of my height (5 feet, 9 inches) of two hundred and fifty pounds. This has of course inconvenienced me, and brought on a certain shortness of breath upon the most moderate exertion either in walking or running, especially in running and going upstairs. I would not like to give the idea to any reader that I have been in any wise a sick man, for I have never, with the exception of the times when for a day or two I have been laid aside with sick headaches, been in bed a week in my life of fifty years, with any kind of sickness or disease according to the ordinary acceptation of these words. Indeed I have been all my life a man of extraordinary health and strength, doing tremendous work in the line of my calling, preaching daily for months or years together to great crowds of people in every part of the world. At the same time I have always been conscious of the fact that there was serious trouble behind this great store of health and strength, and especially has the steady accumulation of fat in my system been a source of anxiety as well as discomfort to me. The tendency to vertigo and a flushed face, and at times great lassitude which I could only overcome by great effort of will, has also caused me anxiety. I have been warned more than once by my doctors that I ought to be very careful not to make any great or violent exertion, as I was liable to suffer at any time from suffusion of blood upon the brain. Well, some months ago, I chanced through a friend, whom I had known to be an invalid for years, and whom I then saw in seeming perfect health, to hear of Dr. Dewey and his method of "right living." I found that not only my friend, but every member of his family, including an invalid wife, a delicate daughter, two splendid young collegians, and a young boy of twelve had all given up eating their breakfasts; and that they were all greatly improved in health and strengthened mentally as well as physically. I was introduced by my friends to several other persons in his city who had adopted the "rightliving" method, and with one accord they all testified to the same great benefits experienced. I called on one or two business-men of my acquaintance who had adopted this method of living, and being men of my own type, they testified that they had, one and all, lost their tormenting sick headaches, lost a great deal of superficial fat and tissue, and were in every way greatly improved in health, in spirits, and in their capacity for work. I called upon an eminent physician whom I had known and who had on one or two occasions prescribed for me. I asked him if he knew of Dr. Dewey's method of treatment and living. He said he did, and strongly recommended me to a adopt the anti-breakfast régime and confessed, sub rosa, that he himself had adopted it, and was greatly the better for it. I learned of friends in my own calling who had suffered for years on Monday with fearful headaches as a result of physical and nervous exhaustion incident on their Sunday's work, who, having given up their breakfasts, had recovered entirely from the dreadful Monday prostrations and were enabled to do more and better work than ever before both in their studies and in their pulpits. Taking the theory upon which this system of living is based into account (and even to my lay mind it seemed most reasonable), and the testimony which I personally received from both men and women, delicate and biliously strong, working-men, merchants, doctors and preachers, delicate ladies for years in valided and in a state of collapse, and some who had never been ill, but who were "an hundred per cent. better" for living without breakfast, I resolved to give up my breakfast. I pleaded at first that it might be my lunch instead, for I have all my life enjoyed my breakfast more than any other meal. But no! it was the breakfast that must go. So on a certain fine Monday morning I bade farewell to the breakfastroom. For a day or two I suffered slight headaches from what seemed to me was the want of food; but I soon found that they were just the dying pains of a bad habit. After a week had passed I never thought of wanting breakfast; and though I was often present in the breakfast-rooms of friends with whom I was visiting, and every tempting luxury of the breakfast was spread before me, I did not desire food at all, feeling no suggestion of hunger. Indeed now, after a few months the thought of breakfast never occurs to me. I am ready for my lunch (or breakfast if you please) at one o'clock, but am never hungry before that hour. As for the results of this method of living I can only relate them as I have personally experienced them. 1. I have not had the first suggestion of a sick headache since I gave up my breakfast. From my earliest boyhood I do not remember ever having gone a whole month without being down with one of these attacks, and for thirty years, during the most active part of my life, I have suffered with them oftentimes, more or less every day for a month or six weeks at a time, and hardly ever a whole fortnight passed without |