HOW BURNS WAS DISMISSED.

New Zealand Times, Volume LXVI, Issue 3258, 15 October 1897, Page 4

HOW BURNS WAS DISMISSED.

Lithe and lusty, clean-limbed, vigorous and alert, he came downstairs with springing step. Having explained the object of our mission, he smilingly said: “ Won’t you take a seat ? Here, take this one,” and he pushed forward a soft and padded chair. Noticing that his eyes were on us as we produced our pencil, we gave expression to the familiar lines, “ A chiel’s amang you takin’ notes, an’ faith he’ll print them.” “ I’ll be only too happy if he does," was the neat response. But, dismissing Robbie Burns and bardic words, the reporter had a concise little Chat with Mr Charles Tate, who is employed as it ol eman by one of the big produce firms iu Sydney, but whose address is better known amongst his friends as “ Ithica Cottage,’’ Illawarra road, Marriokville. “Influenza,” said Mr Tate, “was the malady with which 1 had to struggle. Of course, I didn’t want to neglect my work, sol went in just as usual. But I didn’t feel just as usual—not by along bit. Prior to this I had never experienced siokness|at any time in ray life. I’m naturally strong and stalwart. But, after thirty years’ immunity from trouble, influenza gripped me, and it gripped me pretty tight. Without warning, I suddenly became ill. I always had a first - class appetite; it left me altogether. Positively I could eat nothing at all. Heavy headaches attacked me, and they continued to increase in violence; a spasm shot across my chest and an overpowering weight oppressed me therel felt a sickening contraction of the skin and ah ominous gathering of plegmatio matter that choked free respiration j my whole chest, once firm and sound, became sore, tender and irritable; I found myself unable to sleep, whilst on top of all these strange and unaccountable sensations same a sharp and persistent cough that sucked up all my strength and stirred the phlegm, but failed to move it. Dull, heavy, listless, faint and aching, I wont to work, and got through somehow. How I got through, and how I felt afterwards, you can imagine. I—can remember! “ Take half a dozen boxes of Dr Williams’ Pink Pills for Palo People,” said a friend, “ and you’ll be saved.” “It was kindly Said and kindly meant. The pills had been spoken highly of before and I took ” “ The advice ?” “ Yes, and the pills !” “ Well ?”

“ You’ve hit upon it,” .he replied, laughiug j “I did feel ‘well’ just as soon as I’d taken them, I’m well now, and well I intend to continue.”

“ But how soon did they affect yOu “ After a few boxes had been taken 1 was, honestly, completely cured. I kept on taking them a little longer, just to make doubly sure, but there was no necessity. I was absolutely cured, felt tip-top, and bad bade farewell to influenza and its ills. Yes,” he said, daliberatingly, “ the marvel had been quicker than even I had anticipated,” “How did you take them ?*’ “ Oh ! just according to directions.” “ And you’re sure that all your ailments disappeared ?’’ “ Yes!” was the good-humoured reply, “I’m dead certain of that. Influenza, headaches, sleeplessness, want of appetite, listlessness, racking cough, chest-pains, weakness and phlegm all disappeared as if under a magician’s wand. I wag as right, as fresh, as healthy, and as highspirited as I evpr was in my life. “Of course,” he added, conscientiously, “ it’s only a fair thing that 1 should tell you this alter the benefits I’ve received. My case may not have been as severe as some, but it certainly gave myself and my family the greatest anxiety, as my euro gave them the greatest surprise and pleasure. I give yon these particulars exactly as they occurred, without exaggeration and with truth in every detail. Nor do I wish it to be exaggerated. Indeed, there is no necessity; the cure was a good one and speaks for itself. More or better I cannot say.”

A handshake. A cherry “ Good evening !’’ And we passed out into the street! Dr Williams’ Pink Pills have cured numerous oases of paralysis, locomotor ataxia, spinal disease, rheumatism and sciatica j also of diseases arising from impoverished and vitiated humours of the blood, which cause scrofula, rickets, chronic erysipelas, consumption of the bowels and lungs, ausemia, pale and sallow complexion, general muscular weakness, loss of appetite, palpitations, pains in the back, nervous headache, early decay, all forms of female weakness and hysteria. These pills are not a purgative. 1 hey are genuine only with the full name. Dr Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People, and are sold by chemists and by Dr Williams’ Medicine Company, Wellington, N.Z., who will forward (post paid), on receipt of stamps or post order, one box for 3s, or halt-dozen for Iss 9d. They ate unrivalled as a tonic for both sexes.