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A GRIM JOKE.

HOW RAILWAYS CURE RHEU MATISM.

"So he lost his leg in a railway accident." "Yes, cut right off at the hip—wasn't he lucky?" "Lucky! Where i. the luck in losing a leg?" "Why, man, it was the leg that had the rheumatism!" The man -who cracked thai grim joke knew something about rheumatism. He knew that its constant, gnawing-, crip•pling agony was worse than the pain of losing a leg outright. That is known only too well by scores of New Zealanders from. Auckland to Wellington and from Invercargill to Blenheim — but they know, too, that Dr. Williams' pink pills for pale people have cured, painlessly ancl permanently, the worst eases of rheumatism in these islands. There is no grim joke about that—it is a glad scientific fact proved by your own friends and neighbours. Here is one of them: — "My blood was simply saturated with rheumatic poison," says Mrs Jacob Matthews, Queen-street, Masterton, "but Dr. Williams' pink pills for pale people soon conquered the aching acid that had been eating into my joints and muscles. In fact, they actually made new blood for me, and drove heiter-skelter from my system al! tlie cruel agony that I had suffered for twenty-five years. Before that I was never free from pain. For six long months I couldn't do a tap of work. "No tongue can tell what I suffered. Every pa.rt of my body was sore and tender. The doctors told me that the rheumatism was rooted in my blood, but neither their physic nor all the patent medicines were able, to shift it. At last I threw the last bottle of drugs away and gave up all hope. I was at Opaki, in the Masterton district, ancl I read in the Wairarapa "Times" how Dr. Williams' pink pills had cured Mr Robert Clucas, of Oxford, Canterbury. As Mr Clucas suffered even worse than I did, I was pretty right in thinking they'd cure me. I got some from Mr Henry Eton, the. Masterton ehemijst, and the very first box began to make' _iy blood pure and rich. Six boxes cleared out every ache and pain, ancl, although four years have passed, I haven't had a twinge of rheumatism since. And I am 70 too, and still do all my own housework. We lived 40 years in Opaki, and now 11 years here in Queen-street, Masterton, so every person hereabouts knows that Dr. Williams' pink pilis cured my rheumatism. Mrs Alfred Matthews; my daughter-in-law, at Opaki, can tell you that they did just as much for her." • Now, the -doctors told Mrs Matthews that her rheumatism was rooted in her blood—and the doctors were right. Rheumatism is a disease of the blood, and all the liniments in the world cannot cure it. You may drive the pain from one joint to another by rubbing.. but you can't possibly drive it out of your system that way. ' There's no doubt about that. You must kilt the poisonous, aching acid in the blood, just as was done by Mrs Jacob Matthews of Masterton, Robert Clucas of Canterbury, ancl Mrs R. Hunt of Waihi. Dr, Williams' pink pills cured their rheumatism because they struck straight at the root of the trouble in the blood. In the same way they cure all other blood diseases such as anaemia, or bloodlessness, weakness, debility, headaches, backaches, kidney and live, troubles, indigestion, biliousness, bad complexion, pimples, eczema, scrofula, and the special ailments caused by poor bloodsupply in women ancl growing girls. Of course you must be careful to get the genuine pills that Mi' Henry Eton of Masterton gave Mrs Jacob Matthews. They always have the full name. Dr. Williams' pink pills for pale people— and are always in boxes, never in bottles. Don't allow any unseruplous dealer to "take you down" with something else that gives him a bigger profit. Get what cured Robert Clucas and Mrs Matthews.

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Auckland Star, Volume XXXIV, Issue 229, 25 September 1903, Page 6

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A GRIM JOKE. Auckland Star, Volume XXXIV, Issue 229, 25 September 1903, Page 6

A GRIM JOKE. Auckland Star, Volume XXXIV, Issue 229, 25 September 1903, Page 6