INVALID FOR YEARS.

New Zealand Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 5733, 31 October 1905, Page 3

INVALID FOR YEARS.

GOING INTO A DECLINE. MRS ANNIE LYNE, FOXTON. ANOTHER AVONDERFUL CURE. DR WILLIAMS’ PINK PILLS. "For eleven long years Indigestion made my life not worth living,” said Mrs Annie Lvnc, of Th.vnne street, 3'oxton “Everything I ate seemed to turn to lean. For hours after every meal I wan in torture. Often my husband had to be up half the night making hot poultices to ease my pain—hut I could never get relief till f vomited. The very sight ot food FOmotimes made me sick. My whole health went to p:oeos. I had such a piercing pain between my shoulder blades, day and night, that I began to think inv lungs wore going. Everyone said I was going into a Decline. I could scarcelv drag one leg after the other. Often Mv Lyno had to dress me. No medicine did me the least good till i Blurted Dr Williams’ Pink PI Is. They built me up from the start, hut it was «low upliill work. I had to take them for ten months—hut in the end they saved my life. For the last five years I have had grand health. ‘T had just turned 20, when my health begun to fail ” Mis I.yne went on. “My head ached fit' to split. The pain would keep shooting through my temples, and then settle just above my eyes. Often I was too sick to do a hand’s turn. I simply had to let my house look after itself. There wasn’t a spark of energy or life about me. My face was deadly pale and my lips were almost blue. Everyday I grew thinner and weaker. I was a more wreck of what I used to be. "There seemed no earthly hope of me over getting strong again. I had no appetite for even the .tastiest food. Every morsel I forced down turned sour on my stomach, and set me belching wind. Hot bitter water used to rush up into my throat and leave a vilo taste in my mouth. My tongue was coated white and my breath smelt horrible. A few moiithfuls of meat made me feel an if I had gorged myself. A ton weight seemed to be pressing on my chest and crushing tho very breath out of me. I could get. no relief until I brought up everything I had eaten. Just before an attack of vomiting camo on, my hands would go stone cold, and a clammy sweat would break out all over me. My head would swim round, and everything in the room would go dim. It was all I could do to keep from fainting. One day after anothei I had these bilious attacks, and for hours after every bout I lay on tho sofa like oue dead. "I soon lost all heart,” Mrs Lyne added. “I could never get rid of tho thought that something dreadful was going to happen. My nerves wore simply shattered.. If a knock came to tho door, ray heart gave a bound and I could hardly get my breath. Even when sitting still, a sharp pain often darted up through my heart andmade it thump and flutter like mad. if I went for a walk, I had to rest every few steps. 1 was the moat miserable woman alive. 1 hardly ever got a good night’s sleep, for I had the most awful nightmares. I would wake terrified out of my life and shaking like a leaf. Often I would toss and turn for hours at night, and at last get out of bed and sit by the window til) daylight. Then, out of sheer weariness, I might drop off into a heavy doze. But I always woke feeling like a wmng-ont rag, and with hardly tho strength to move. "My whole health was wretched. Every few weeks I had to spend two, and sometimes three days in bed. I was weaker than ever then. It was as much as I could do to sit up. My back felt as if it would break. My sides were so sore that I didn’t kuow'which way to lie. Every bone in my hotly ached. 'My blood - was no better than water. Whenever I had one of these bad turns. Neuralgia nearly drove me frantic. My head and face felt all battered and bruised. Liniments never gave me an hour's ease. I was a weak ailing invalid not able to look after myself. There seemed nothing ahead of me but sickness and pain. "1 had given up all hope.when I met Miss Helen Robinson, of Mangaweka, where I used to live, and she got me to five Dr‘ Williams’ Pink Pills a trial.” Irs Lyne went on to say. “She said her blood had turned to water, and nothing did her the least good till her old doctor in Temnka. told her that Dr Williams’ Pink Pills would make new blood for her. They cured her, and she was sure they would cure me. Tho first box made me as hungry as a hawk, and for the first time in eleven years I was able to eat a good dinner without an attack of Indigestion. Gradually I grew stronger. My nerves grejv steady, and I began to sleep at nignt. At last, every sign of Indigestion left me. Nothing disagrees with me now, and ten months after starting the pills, I was so strong and well that when I came back to Foxtqu from Mangaweka many of my friends did not know me. I am looking tho picture of health. There is no sign of Decline about me now.” Dr Williams’ Pink Pills cured Mrs Lyno by going down to the root of tho trouble in her blood. That is why they never fail. Rad blood is the cause of all common diseases like anaemia (bloodlessress), eczema, paleness, headaches, neuralgia, sciatica, rheumatism, lumbago, general weakness, and the special ailments that only women folk know. Bad blood is the one cause—and Dr Williams’ Pink Pills are the one cure, because they actually make new blood. They do just one thing—but they do it well. They don t bother with mere symptoms. They don t cure for a day—they cure for good. But, of course, you must get the genuine Dr Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People —in wooden boxes—never in glass bottles. Price 3s a box. six boxes 16s 6d—from retailers, or post free, from the Dr Williams’ Medicine Co., Wellington.