WASTING AWAY.

Lyttelton Times, Volume CXVI, Issue 14168, 17 September 1906, Page 2

WASTING AWAY.

MBS ALLEN, CHRISTCHURCH., i BLOOD TURNED TO WATER ' TWO YEARS IN A DECLINE, JUST SKIN AND BONE. ' FADING AWAY TO HER DEATH, ’ " PICTURE OP HEALTH TO-DAY, DB WILLIAMS’ PINK PILLS, “ Looking at mo to-day, you would never think that two years ago I was on the verge of a decline,” said Mrs Bessio Allen, 54, Caledonian Eoad, Christchurch. “My blood started to go to, water, and T 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 grow too downhearted for words. That was the state I was in when I started to'tako Dr Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People. In a month I was a different creature. Sis 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 face turned sallow. Even my lips were almost blue for want of blood. I hated to look in the glass—my face was so drawn and haggard. Sly eyes had great dark circles under them, and they were sunk away back J in my head. My feet were like blocks of ice, ' and my hands were 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 me fat and build me up again —but they little knew how had I really was. Mv tongue was all coated, and I could never get rid of the vile taste in my mouth. It was all very well telling mo to cat this and eat that—but I hated the very sight of food. . When I 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 iny 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 mo from the time I got up till I wont to bed. The strain soon told on my nerves. I was always out of sorts. Even my dearest friend bored mo. I only wanted to be left alone, for I was always on the verge of tears, and fancied there wts_ soma great trouble hanging over me. At night I 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 started 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 ma'-ie jump and set my heart thumping like mad. Any little excitement sent a flush and a cold shiver, over me. I was so, ill and wretched that 1 never know the day when I would have to take to my bed and never get up again. , ' , , “No one can understand how wretches and ill I was unless they have gone through the same themselves. At times my legs were too shaky to hold me. I oouldn tctajH for anv length of time. As soon as 1 to set'the dinner-table, my breath started to come in gasps, and a smothering fefehng took me. Next thing my heart started to flutter and race, and I got all of a tremble. ever I tried to hurry, I had to stop with the pain that caught me 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 i» this war,” added Mrs Allen. “People told me of ail sorts of things to do mo good—buS I tried them all, and they wore all worthless. At last my blood was no better than so much dirty water. I was just on tho verge of the grave when I started Dr Williams’ Pink Pills for Pa'e 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 anything. A healthy colour came in my checks, and l 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 been wasting away for two 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 more 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, anaemia, 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 poet free from the Dr Williams’ Medicine Co., Old Custom-house Street, Wellington, 3s a bos, six boxes 16s 6d. Medical advice given free. 1518