Peculiar Actions of a Sydney RESIDENT.

Opunake Times, Volume VII, Issue 310, 27 August 1897, Page 3

Peculiar Actions of a Sydney RESIDENT.

150 PEOPLE WATCHING.

H>w quickly a crowd gathei s when anything unusual has occurre Many help to swell the throng just out of curiosity, aud will stand by unmoved by sufferering or the deplorable condition and situation of those whose selfcontrol has proved insufficient to keep them out of harm’s way. There are exceptions to every rule though, and in the instance we are going to refer to the interest displayed did not partake of the inquisitive nature, but a commendable desire to watch the progress and ascertain the result of an experiment, the issue of which was a matter of great moment. The experiment was being made by Mrs Evans, of May-street, Newtown, a lady who had suffered for 19 years from the after effects of rheumatic fever. Our reporter, who was sent to interview Mrs Evans, having explained that his mission was to hear from her an account of her case, was invited to take “ Oh,” said Mrs Evans, “ I’ll tell you all you want to know—and more besides —about the marvellous change that has taken place in my condition entirely since I began taking Dr Williams’ Pink Pills.” “ You had previously been an invalid, had you not ? ” we, asked. “Yes,” she replied, “I am a widow, and the mother of twelve children, and for 19 years I have suffered intensely from the after effects of rheumatic fever.” “ And now ? ” “ Ah! ” she said, shaking her head and smiling, “lam much better now.” “ How did you first hear of the pills, then ? ” “ Well, a man left a phamplet at my door, issued by Dr Williams’ Pink Pills Company, and I read it, and was struck by a case in it similiar to my own in which a cure had been effected.” “ Did you get a box ? ” “ Yes, 1 got a box, and took the pills about the beginning of November.” “ And the improvement ? ” “ It dated gradually from the date, and as I took each box I could feel myself perceptibly growing stronger, until to-day I am a changed woman to what I was two months ago.” “Were you very bad then, Mrs Evans?” “ Yes. Before I began taking Pink Pills I couldn’t move my shoulder, arms, neck or hands. I couldn’t think of using the sewing machine. Nown I turn the wheel quite easily with my hand; but before that I oould’nt lift it from my side.- Look at what I’ve done with the machine, thanks to the Pills.” And she showed us a number of ladies’ articles profusely ornamented with fancy stitching and frills of deft embroidery. Each stitch was white and regular, and each curve cut with the nicest attention to detail. “ You know I earn my living by this,” she said, looking up, “ and I’d be thankful for more customers. But before I took Dr Williams’ Pink Pills I could no more think of using the machine than I could of flying.” “ Did you try much medicine before you bought the pills ? ” “ Yes, continually for nineteen years: and I could swim,” she added, reminiscently, “ in all the liniments Sind stuff I’ve taken. Bottle after bottle —one thing followed another—and and there seemed to be no end to it.” Did’nt.you try the hospitals, Mrs Evans ? ” “ I tried them all. But after I’d been at each place a while they all declared me incurable. Why, I walked into the Sydney Infirmary in Macquarie-street, but it did me no good, and I had to be carried out.” “ And you have had private doctors I suppose ? ” “ Yes ; I have. Plenty of them — and too many.” she remarked, with a laugh. “ But it was no good. After they’d treated me a bit they all told me the same : * It’s no use, they said. * You’ll never get better. We cannot do any more for you.’ So I wasted my money year after year. One doctor recommended me to go into the hospital and have my sinews cut. But I would not agree to that.” “ Then you ascribe the improvements in your condition absolutely to the use of Dr Williams’ Pink Pills ? ” “ Yes, absolutely,” she replied. “ I have taken seven boxes by now, and • I’m using my eighth. And I intend to keep on using them. They are the only thing I’ve ever had that have done me any good, and I can’t be too thankful to them. I believe absolutely in them.” ‘“Why, look,” she added, quickly, as she raised her arms, and pinned her collar with the greatest ease. “ I could not raise my hands from my waist before I took the Pills, and was thoroughly useless. Now I can earn my own living. And the awful pains from my neck and chest and shoulder have all gone away. I never feel them a bit now. Though in the old days,” and she gave a little shiver at the recollection, “ if I made the slightest move sharp pains would dart all through my neck and shoulders.” “ Your case is exceedingly interesting.” “ Do you know there are about one hundred and fifty people who have heard of me and are watching my case ? I’m a great object of interest to the neighborhood, and as I get well others who are are also suffering are taking the Pills, and I recommend them to all my friends. “ I bless the day,” she added, conclusively “ when I first bought a box of Dr Williams’ Pink Pills. Many people know of me,” she added, “ through my late husband, who was

for se\tral years a leading officer in Sous ai d Daughters of Tcmpeiance.’ Dr Williams Pink Pills cure rheumatism, neuralgia, locomotor a'axy, and are a specific for all diseasess of women, such as ancemia, poor and watery blood, and female irregularities, and are sold by chemists and by the Dr. Williams’ Medicine Company, Wellington, N.Z. who will forward on receipt of stamps or post order, 1 box for 35., or half-dozen for 15s 9d.