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The Case of Mr. William Thomas Rose (From the. "Neji&an {Penrith, N.B. Yf.) Times.") (BY OtTb SPECIAL REPORTER.) A report having reached this office to the effect that Mr. W. T. Rose, of High-street, Psniith, had some time since established himself in firm health by the opportune use of a certain remedy after suffering for a long time from a stubborn and dangerous illness, our reporter called at Mr. Rose's house, and asked him what ailed him some time back. " Well," replied that gentleman, "I was afflicted with A TerrsfoJe Nervous CompSaint. It came iipon me when I was weakened, and my constitution shattered by a long continued internal complaint. I caught cold when out on an all-night fishing excursion, and on returning home was seized with griping cramps at the bottom of the stomach. While it lasted the pain wassimply excruciating. I was bent double .with paiu, with my two hands pressed upon my stomach. I changed to a deadly colour, and couldn't utter a word. It felt as though my bowels were tied in knots. Gradually the cramps subsided, and left me free for two or three days. Then the spasms came on again. The torment was worse than before. Once more I slowly recovered, bub only to be seized again and again with these racking spasms. Often in the height of the anguish I positively thought I should be Bimffcd out. 'One minute more of this ageny,' I said to myself, ' and 1 shall be a 'dead man. ' I slowly got weaker and weaker. Every seizure left me worse." , " Did yoit get no advice 1 " ' Mr. R.ose laughed at the question. " I Uheuld think 7 did," he replied. " I tried everything, but nothing I used at that time could ward off the cramps, or even give me relief." " I suppose you had other symptoms ? " "Yes, my one-time splendid appetite deserted me, and whatever 1 did eat gave me a Painful Feeling of Oppression right here (Mr. Rose placed his hand on the lower portion of his chesfc to indicate the spot). Wearisome head&ehes troiibled tne, and a sharp, twinging pain between the Shoulders frequently" made itself felt. In the morning I found my tongue thickly coated with a disagreeable substance. My breath was foul, and after every attempt to wind would generate in my stomach." \ "Your liver was affected, perhaps?" '* 4 Yes, very badly ; but I hardly know what pox-tion ot my body was not afflicted, then my nerves began to go. That was the Jast straw. I had battled as cheerfully as possible against my disease, but now this . new infliction made me Downhearted Beyond Expression, When I stood up I was so giddy and shaky that I had to take hold of something to steady myself. I was frightened to walk across the road. All night long I lay in bed all of a shake, and twitching frightfully. All Borts of Tooßish and Unwarrantable Terrors would crowd into my mind. I had to sit up in bed, I really dare not lie down. My flespondency increased day by day. I can't describe the awful nervousness that Was upon me. I went into a shaking fit through nothing at all. The blessing of sleep was denied me. My nights were one long misery, and I dreaded the approach of ■bed tinie. Sometimes I was unable to get out of bed, and at other times I sat up brooding over my misfortunes, trying to imagine what it would be like, to be well und strong once more." " I suppose you had the attention of a doctor ? " "Yes, I had as many as five different doctors, but none of them could cure me. Some slight temporary relief was all that I ever obtained from their medicines, and I was soon as bad as ever again, if not worse. I also obtained all sorts of physic from the chemists, and my wife bought, me many medicines which were warranted to cure me straight off." " But they didn't do it ? " '' They were all rubbish," said Mr. Rose, emphatically — just new-fangled catchpennies ; but you know how a sick man clings to the weakest hope."

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Otago Witness, Issue 2396, 1 February 1900, Page 66

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Page 66 Advertisements Column 1 Otago Witness, Issue 2396, 1 February 1900, Page 66

Page 66 Advertisements Column 1 Otago Witness, Issue 2396, 1 February 1900, Page 66

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