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Lyttelton Times, Volume CXVI, Issue 14192, 15 October 1906, Page 4

HER HEART ALL WRONG. ■ MBS PENNELL, KAITANGATA TWELVE YEARS OP DOCTORING BLOOD TURNED TO WATER LIFE HANGING BY A THREAD NO HEART DISEASE TSTOW DR WILLIAMS’ PINK PILLS. “Two doctors told me my heart was so weal that the least worry or excitement might kill me,” said Mrs' A. PemoU, ol Kaitangata, eldest daughter of Mr; John Avid, of Lawrence. " For twelve ears I wa§ always doctoring, for I-never had a week s decent health. My life was just trembling in the balance all the time with my weak heart When everything else failed, our old doctor up in Lawrence told me to take Williams Pink Pills—and the way-they built mo up was something wonderful. i'OT lhe past fivo years, my heart has been as sound as a bell, and now ■ I never have to give it a second thought. Before he went to England, the doctor told me that Dr Williams Pink Pills had saved my life—and. there is nothing in this world surer than that. • “ j\ s a girl, X was always hearthy enough, but my blood began to go to water just about the time I first put my ham up, said Mrs Pennell. - “My face got as white as that sheet of paper. My lips were almost, blue, ana mg black rings came under my eyes. I had a sickly washed out look, as if I hadn t slept for nights on end. There was hardly enough blood in my . body to keep 'ihe life in me. Even on the hottest day, my hands and feet wore like ice, I started to shiver all over, and . the next, minute I was burning hot again. At home, they thought I was going into a Decline —and they were always at meto,eatthis and drink that to make me strong. But I simply couhjn t look .at food. I lost all my old relish. Everything disagreed with me. If I only had a cup of afternoon tea and a plain biscuit, it seemed to lie under my breast bone like ft lump of burning lead. Sometimes it was all I could do to draw-a breath, with the right pain across my chest. Twenty times a day, hot sour water used to rush up into my mouth and make me feel faint and sick. When dinner time, came, I only forced down a few bites, and then had to leave the rest. A' sick feeling came over ™ and I wanted to vomit. My head began to spin round and round—and I got cold and olciniEy all over, My~kneC3 went irom uiiaer me, and my heart stopped dead still. The next minuto I went down in a half faint, too eiolc for words, “And, oh, you have no idea how my poor head ached after one of those bilious fits. The pain shot through my brain till it nearly drove me crazy, I wanted to scream with it at times. My nerves were worked up to. such a pitch that I didn’t know what I was doing. I could not set my mind on anything. When I got in one of my restless moods, you couldn t keep me two minutes in the one place. Everything got on my nerves. Often I was all of a tremble. My nerves were so jumpy that they kepi mo awake for hours every night. I was fairly done up fori want of sleep. The doctor told me that that was one of the worst signs of Heart Disease. All night long I tossed and turned in my bed, and got up next morning feeling utterly worn out and fit for nothing. No matter which way I turned, I felt that something was following mo. If I heard a footstep on the path, I thought it was someone with bad news. My heart gave one jump, and then fluttered like mad. I could not catch my breath, and had to grab the nearest thing to save myself from falling head-first, “All this time I was getting thinner and weaker,” added Mrs Pennell. “From morning to night, I was tired out. I had no life nor energy at all. I always had a nasty uneasy feeling in my left side as if wind was pressing on my heart. It wasn’t what yon’d call a pain, but just a soft of choking. It was like being smothered. If I tried to do a little housework, I had to spend the next two days in bed. Often I was too ill and weak to dress myself. When I tried to stand tip, my legs hadn’t the strength to hold me. Just in the small of my back, I had a dull dragging ache that never left me. Try how I would, I could never shako off that all-gone feeling. I was ns weak as a baby.. It was all I could do to crawl about the house. If I tried to go up? stairs, I had to sit down before I was halfway to the top. My heart thumped against my side, and , my breath came in short gasps. The fear of dropping dead haunted me day and night. The doctors told me to take things quietly, and never do, anything to excite my heart—for they warned mo that ■my life was just hanging by a thread. " That’s ihe way I dragged along for twelve weary years,” Mrs Pennell went on to say. “My Hfo was not worth living. I was always taking medicine and paying doctors’ bills—• but I went on suffering just the same. At last, the doctor said he believed my blood was to blame for the whole trouble—and he told me to take Dr Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People. The first three boxes made rpo as hungry as for my meals—and that was more than common medicines had ever done for mo. From that time on, every box of Dr Williams’ Pink Pills did me more good. But it was alow work. I never heard of anyone else who had. to take thirty-six boxes of Dr Williams’ Pink Pills before they were cured —but that will just show you how bad I was. At the end of three months, I was aniothof woman altogether. My friends didn’t know mo. I was just brim full of health and spirits. Best of all. Dr Williams’ Pink Pills cured me for good—for I have never had a day’s illness since I left them

Dr Williams’ Pink Pills do only one thing, bxft they do it well—they actually make new blood. They don’t act on the bowels. They don't tinker with mere symptoms. They Won't cure any disease that isn’t caused originally by bad blood. But when Dr Williams’ Pink Pills replace bad blood with good blood, they strike straight at the root and cause of all common diseases like headaches, sideachea and backaches, kidney trouble, liver complaint, biliousness, indigestion, amentia, neuralgia, sciatica, nervous exhaustion, failing powers, locomotor ataxia, and the special secret troubles that every women knows but that mono of them like to talk about, even to their doctors. Dr Williams’ Pink Pills are sold by retailers and the Dr Williams’ Medicine Co., Wellington—3s a box, sis boxes 16s 6d, post free, 1432