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Dominion, Volume 2, Issue 330, 17 October 1908, Page 7

ONLY'A W&WK OF A WOMAN The Worst-Case of'iloodlessness on record. Woman declared to be on her deathbed cured 1 by v; Br. Wiiiams'f ink Pills. The returned' • s slnce = her "cure. r

About three years ago Mrs"'H.''M.'.Parkin-.' sou, of Gladstone, on oath that she had been.cUred some five 1 years before by Dr. P.ink. Pills or what was probably the worst* of' pernicious Anaemia on record lif -""'Australasia. Sirs. Parkinson had been- declared to bo oil her deathbed after weeks 'of-. hopeless' treat-, ment in the hospital. '-the' .'wo/ St?' wreck of a woman that thft''neighbours"had seen. Mrs. Parkinson needed only- new Mood:-• Her Wood had turned to|^ ; ater,''but' despite all treatment she grew w'oteC , ',uUtil3b.e' t : i:ic'(l;. Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. 1 . J ,3Jhey;-cured her;;., that was eight years 1 ai=kin-- ■ son is still well. ' ,»»#*. Not long ago Mrs. Parkmsdh'-wxoto:.;as... follows:—"I must tell vou'tlia^iListilj the pills occasionally \vlieii-I-ieeP-a>i>it-ruii-. down. It is about oight"sea"f£:'dg3-sili6e "T : first took tho pills, and I air glad,-tb say I;'am ; still well and enjoying good nTOlth.,; I'.cajb safely recommend them to.imyoho..suffering as I did, for no one knows, tjio value -of tl'.q pills till thev have used them:"-;- • .'• , .... When first interviewed) Mrs...; Parkinson said:—"lt was when we Avero:living;jituCol-.. linslield that my health began to fail;:': =My i faco got deathly pale. EvelV-my l|ps lost their colour. My cheeks fell-in,-and-my .eyes • were sunk away back in iny.head. : Everyone told mo I looted liko a corpse,: ;My .hands, and feet wero as cold as"death;:-.' Every dayI got thinner, till all my clothes wero-miles too big for inc. I was just'a living skeleton, —and it was no use trying ;.to; build. me up. for I hardly ate enough to f keep, body- ana - soul together. Mr. Parkinson sent five. mile's to the .Red Hill for a debtor," arid lib', said' that my blood was all turning to water. In spite of all he could do, I kept getting worse and worse. The doctor/said my only chance was to go to the hbspital, and ' Mrs. Thomas Greon took me down tis the city. ' Wo drove 15 miles from. Collinsfield to tho railway station at Jirinlnvorth—and jiiany of my friends were there to take .their last look «o inc. 'You'll never come "-back', alive, . Mrs. Parkinson,' wero the last words my old doetor said to mo. My case puzzled them all ut the hospital, and at last I .told them no use my staying any longer. I was moved to an Invalids' Home, but that was no better. All I prayed for was that 1- might be spared to make that long ..journey back to Collinsfield, where 1 could die at homo with my family around n;v bedside; "Just five monMis after Mrs. Green brought mo down to tho- hospital I got back to CoUinsfield," Mrs. Parkinson went on, "I