What is an Internal Bath?

W. R. BEAL December 1 1917

What is an Internal Bath?

W. R. BEAL December 1 1917

What is an Internal Bath?


Much has been said and volumes have been written describing at length the many kinds of baths civilized man has indulged in from time to time. Every possible resource of the human mind has been brought into play to fashion new methods of bathing, but, strange as it may seem, the most important, as well ns the most beneficial of all baths, the “Internal Bath," has been given little thought. The reason for this is probably due to the fact that few people seem to realize the tremendous part that internal bathing plays in the acquiring and maintaining of health.

If you were to ask a dozen people to define an internal bath, you would have as many different definitions, and the probability is that not one of them would be correct. To avoid any misconception as to what constitutes an internal bath, let it be said that a hot water enema is no more an internal bath than a bill of fare is a dinner.

If it were possible and agreeable to take the great mass of thinking people to witness an average post-mortem, the sights they would see and the things they would learn would prove of such lasting benefit and impress them so profoundly that further argument in favor of internal bathing would be unnecessary to convince them. Unfortunately, however, it is not possible to do this, profitable as such an experience would doubtless prove to be. There is, then, only one other way to get this information into their hands, and that is by acquainting them with such knowledge as will enable them to appreciate the value of this long-sought-for health-producing necessity.

Few people realize what a very little thing is necessary sometimes to improve their physical condition. Also, they have almost no conception of how little carelessness, indifference, or neglect can be the fundamental cause of the most virulent disease. For instance, that universal disorder from which almost all humanity is suffering, known as “constipation,” “autointoxication,” “auto-infection” and a multitude of other terms, is not only curable, but preventable, through the consistent practice of internal bathing.

How many people realize that normal functioning of the bowels and a clean intestinal tract make it impossible to become sick? “Man of to-day is only fifty per cent, efficient.” Reduced to simple English, this means that most men are trying to do a man’s portion of work on half a man’s power. This applies equally to wo-

That it is impossible to continue to do this indefinitely must be apparent to all. Nature never intended the delicate human organism to be operated on a hundred per cent, overload. A machine could not stand this and not break down, and the body certainly cannot do more than a machine. There is entirely too much unnecessary and avoidable sickness in the world.

How many people can you name, including yourself, who are physically vigorous healthy, and strong? The number is appallingly small.

It is not a complex matter to keep in condition, but it takes a little time, and in these strenuous days people have time *o do everything else necessary for the

attainment of happiness but the most essential thing of all, that of giving their bodies the proper core.

Would you believe that five to ten minutes of time devoted to systematic internal bathing can make you healthy and maintain your physical efficiency indefinitely? Granting that such a simple procedure as this will do what is claimed for it, is it not worth while to learn more about that which will accomplish this end? Internal bathing will do this, and it will do it for people of all ages and in all conditions of health and disease.

People don’t seem to realize, strange to say, how important it is to keep the body free from accumulated body-waste ipoisons). Their doing so would prevent the absorption into the blood of the poisonous excretions of the body, and health would be the inevitable result.

If you would keep your blood pure, your heart normal, your eyes clear, your complexion clean, your mind keen, your blood pressure normal, your nerves relaxed, and be able to enjoy the vigor of youth in your declining years, practise internal bathing, and begin to-day.

Now that your attention has been called to the importance of internal bathing, it may be that a number of questions will suggest themselves to your mind. You wíl probably want to know WHAT an Interna. Bath is, WHY people should take them, and the WAY’ to take them. These and countless other question» are all answered «" » booklet entitled “THE WHAT, THE WHY and the WAY. OF INTERNAL BA THING, written by Doctor Chas. A. Tyrrell, the inventor of the “J. B. L. Cascade," whose lifelong study and research along this line make him the pre-eminent authority on this subject. Not only has internal bathing saved and prolonged Dr. Tyrrell’s own life, but the lives of multitudes of hopeless* individuals have been equally spared and prolonged. No book has ever been written containing such a vast amount of practical information to the business man, the worker, and the housewife. All that is necessary to secure this book is to write to Dr. Tyrrell at Room 245, at 163 College Street, Toronto, and mention having read this article in MacLean’s Magazine, and same will be immediately mailed to you

Perhaps you realize now. more than ever, the truth of these statements, and if the reading of this article will result in a proper appreciation on your part of the value of internal bathing, it will have served its purpose. What you will want to do now is to avail yourself of the opportunity for learning more about the subject, and your writing for this book will give you that information. Do not put off doing this, but send for the book now, while the matter is fresh in your mind.

“Procrastination is the thief of time.” A thief is one who steals something. Don’t allow procrastination to cheat you out of your opportunity to get this valuable information, which is free for the asking. If you would be natural, be healthy. It is unnatural to be sick. Why be unnatural when it is such a simple thing to be well?

“What’s he been up to?” he inquired.

“Well, to begin with,” Pamela explained, “he searched my room, then he locked me in here, and was proceeding to threaten me when fortunately Mr. Lutchester arrived.”

“Threaten you—what about?” Fischer demanded.

“He seemed to have an absurd idea,” Pamela explained sweetly, “that I might have somewhere concealed upon my person the formula which was stolen from Captain Graham last Monday week at Henry’s Restaurant. It makes quite a small world of it, doesn’t it?”

“I will deal with Nikasti for this,” Fischer promised, “if it is true. Meanwhile?”

“No sooner have I got over that little shock,” Pamela went on, “than you turn up with this melodramatic story, and an offer from Mr. Fischer, which I can read in his face. Really, I feel that I shall hear the buzz of a cinema machine in a moment. How much do you owe him, Jimmy?”

“Eighty-nine thousand dollars,” the young man groaned.

“I’ll write you a cheque to-morrow morning?” Pamela promised. “Will that do, Mr. Fischer?”

“It is the last thing I desire,” was the calm reply.

“Really! Well, perhaps now you will come to the point. Perhaps you will tell me what it is that you do want?”

“Stolen property,” Fischer announced deliberately, “stolen property, however, to which I have a greater right than you.”

She laughed at him mockingly.

“I think not, Mr. Fischer,” she said. “You really don’t deserve it, you know.”

“And why not?”

“Just see how you have bungled! You bait the trap, the poor man walks into it, and you allow another to forestall you. Not only that, but you actually allow Japan to come into the game, and but for Mr. Lutchester's appearance we might both of us have been left planté là. No, Mr. Fischerl You don’t deserve the formula, and you shall not have it. I’ll pay my brother’s debt to you in dollars—no other way.”

“Dollars,” Mr. Fischer told her sternly, “will never buy the forged transfer. Dollars will never keep your brother out of the city police court or Sing-Sing afterwards. There isn’t much future for a young man who has been through it.”

XT AN TEYL was upon him suddenly ’ with a low, murderous cry. Fischer had no time to resist, no chance of success if he had attempted it. He was borne backwards on to the lounge, his assailant’s hand upon his throat. The young man was beside himself with drink and fury. The words poured from his lips, incoherent, hot with rage.

“You—hound! You’ve made my life a hell! You’ve plotted and schemed to.get me into your power! . . There! Do you feel the life going out of you? . . My sister, indeed! You! . . You scum of the earth! You ...”


The sound of Pamela’s voice unnerved him. His fit of passion was spent. She dragged him easily away.

“Don’t be a fool, Jimmy!” she begged. “You can’t settle accounts like that.”

“Can’t I?” he muttered. “If we’d been alone, Pamela . . . my God, if he

and I had been alone here!”

To be continued.