Wasting Away.

Cromwell Argus, Volume XXXVII, Issue 2007, 24 September 1906, Page 6

Wasting Away.

MRS ALLEN, CHRISTCHURCH, BLOOD TURNED TO WATER TWO YEARS IN A DECLINE JUST SKIN AND BONE FADING AWAY TO HER DEATH PICTURE OF HEALTH TO-DAY DR WILLIAMS' PINK PILLS. "Looking at me to-day, you would never think that, two years ago. I was on the verge of a decline, said Mrs Bessie Allen, 54 Caledonian Road, Christchurch. " My blood started to go to water, and I wasted away till I was nothing better than a skeleton. Everyone who came to the house said how deadly ill I looked. It was no use trying to build up my strength, for I couldn't keep any food down on my stomach. I got weaker and weaker, till my whole health went to pieces. My nerves were all on edge, and I grew too down-hearted for words. That was the state I was in when 1 started to take Dr Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People. In a month, I was a different creature. Six boxes of Dr Williams' Pink Pills made me one of the healthiest women in Christchurch. "It is going on four years since I started to break down," said Mrs Allen. "Every month my blood grew weaker and poorer. My faco turned sallow. Even my lips were almost blue for want of blood"'. 1 hated to look in the glass—my face was so drawn and haggard. My eyes had great dark circles under them, and they were sunk away back in my head. My feet were like blocks of ice, and my hands wore every bit as cold. I got thinner every week, till I was little more than skin and bone. " People kept telling me what I ought to take to make make me fat and build me up again—but they little knew how bad I really was. My tongue was all coated, and I could never get rid of the vile taste in my mouth. It was all very well telling me to eat this and to eat that —but I hated the very sight of feed. When 1 did force myself to eat anything, it lay like lead underneath my breastbone and made me miserable for hours. Even a biscuit or a cup of water turned sour on my stomach, and set me vomiting. That took every atom of strength I had. " I was hardly ever free from bilious headaches," Mrs Allen went on to say. " They didn't leave me from the time I got up till I'went to bed. The strain soon told on my nerves. I was always out of sorts. Even my dearost friend bored me. I only wanted to be left alone, for I was always on the verge of tears and fancied there was some great trouble hanging ever me. At night, 1 was too nervous to sleep. I just tossed from side to side. Every little while, I kept thinking I could hear strange footsteps about the house. One hour seemed as long as three. It was often half way through the night before I dropped off to sleep. In the morning, I got up too weak and tired to stand. I ■tarted each day with a dull heavy feeling and ready to cry at the first thing that went wrong. I was so nervous that my own shadow frightened me. The least sound made me jump and set my heart beating like mad. Any little •xcitement sent a flush and a cold shiver over me. I was so ill and wretched that I never knew the day when I would have to take to my bed and never get up again. " No one can understand how wretched and ill I was, unless they have gone through the same themselves. At times my legs were too shaky to hold me. I couldn't stand for any length of time. As seen as I tried to set the dinner-table, my breath started to come in gasps, and a smothering feeling took me. Next thing my heart started to flutter and race, and I got all of a tremble. Whenever I tried to hurry, I had to stop with the pain that caught mo in the left side. Soon I got so bad that it was a struggle for me to walk a few steps. Without any warning my head started to swim—and the next minute 1 was down in a half faint. " For two weary years, I dragged along in this way." added Mrs Allen. " People told me all suits of things to do mo good —but I tried them all, and they were all worthless. At last, my blood was no better than so much dirty water. I was just on the verge of the grave when I started Dr Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People. Even the second box did me a little good. It made me hungry for my meals, and soon I noticed that I hadn't had a headache or a backache for five or six days on end. When the last box was empty, I was a different woman. I slept the whole night through, and got up next morning as lively as any thing. A healthy color came in my cheeks, and I gained in weight. I am now a strong healthy woman, able to keep my house spick and span without any trouble. Dr Williams' Pink Pills saved my life after I had bee» wasting away for two years." Dr Williams' Pink Pills actually make new blood. That is all they do, but they do it well. They don't act on the bowels or tinker with the mere symptoms of disease. They just root out the cause of disease- from the blood itself. It is through the blood, and the blood only, that Dr Williams' Pink Pills cure paleness, skin troubles like eczema, amemia, indigestion, headaches, neuralgia, rheumatism, backache, kidney and liver complaint, lumbago, sciatica, partial paralysis, locomotor ataxia, failing powers, and the special irregularities in the health of growing girls and women. But, of course, you must get the genuine Dr Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People. From storekeepers and chemists, or post free from the Dr Williams' Medicine Co.. Old Custom House St., Wellington—3/- a box, six boxes 16/6. Medical advice given free.