A S.A. Sergeant s Adventure.

South Canterbury Times, Issue 2571, 23 August 1899, Page 4

A S.A. Sergeant s Adventure.

Though Salvation Army methods may not appeal to all classes, yet few will deny the earnestness of officers and privates alike. Self-denial is a virtue practised by all, and the result is shown by the great work accomplished. In the Newtown district, Mrs Jane Booty of Clapham House, Mary Street, St. Peters, is well-known as sergeant instructor to the girls’ class, having been a Salvationist for several years. The lady, who is of pleasant demeanour, recently said to a reporter who had asked her for a few particulars of her life: “I am fifty-nine years of age and a native of Sydney, and have resided in the Newtown district for twenty-seven years. About fifteen years

ago, I received a seyere mental shock, which, with the death of my husband and business worries, quite unstrung my nerves. My health and constitution had previously-been good, but now neuralgia of the most aggravated kind set in. The attacks would come on quite suddenly and disappear just as rapidly, leaving me quite exhausted for days,and either causing hysterics or fainting fits. These attacks increased in' frequency, and would last for twelve or forty-eight hours, till I was incapable of further suffering. I became very thin and pale, and lost considerable weight. My appetite vanished utterly; to sleep soundly was out of the question. During the attacks I would lie groaning and crying in desperation. My son would often sit up and bathe my head to give me a little relief. I dared not put my hands in cold water, as that would instantly bring on an attack. The pain seemed to pass up my spine and clutch my head behind the ears tilt-my brain felt as if it was being squeezed flat. The pains were indescribable, throbbing and darting through my head till I could not see, and every nerve was on the raebi f found the hot weather most trying; I dare not stand in the slightest draught for a moment; I could not go out alone or across the road, for my head would swim and my wits would seem to go. The neighbours used to say they would pray to God for death if they were in ray position. For all these years my complaint lasted, the attacks coming about once a week, and the tearing pains in my head made me like a lunatic and threatened to send me crazy. My heart at times would palpitate'violently, now fluttering like a bird, and again thumping in away that resembles heavy knocking on a door, making me quite faint. This would come on at any time, whether sitting or standing, and quite unexpectedly. I suffered also from constipation and rheumatism in the knees, and if I knelt down required assistance to get up again.” “ And did you obtain advice ? ” “ Oh! yes. I had taken every cure I saw advertised, but obtained no relief. The doctors after a consultation told me I had chronic neuralgia, and they could do me no good, though I had one doctor for twelve months.”

“ And so at last you tried something else?” “Yes. I read about Dr Williams’ pink pills, and procured three boxes seven mouths ago. I got no relief, but resolved to persevere, and after taking several more boxes I noticed the attacks lessening in violence. A marked improvement then commenced, and since then I'have - had a happy’"release. I gained llesh. tnv colour improved, and I was able to eat a meal with a little relish but the greatest boon was .'sounci sleep; instead of waking up in fear or agony, I would arise refreshed. The weather now has ceased to affect me. I can help my daughter-in-law about the house and go when I like, for the first time in five years, alone. In fact my recovery has been a miracle. I am no - longer troubled with any of the dreadful symptoms. I pass the day and night in peace- without hysterics.. The palpitation of the heart has ceased ; my head is clear and steady. lam now so marvellously benefited that, I often think it must be a dream. None of my clothes will fit, as I have become so plump and well; so I think that’s convincing testimony—in fact 1 now feel as well as anyone could wish—able to get about, eat and sleep properly, one day reseming the other in passing without inconvenience or pain. All my friends look upon me as a living wonder, for they know what I’ve been through.” Such hearty testimony from Mrs Booty shows how thoroughly grateful she is. Many other sufferers from rheumatism, sciatica, diptheria, pneumonia, bronchitis, consumptidn. coughs and colds, kidney troubles, scrofula, eczema, ladies’ ailments, loss of vital strength, chronic headaches, and other diseases have been cured just as thoroughly. When purchasing be sure you get the genuine with all words—Dr Williams’ pink pil Is for people, printed in red ink on the white outside wrapper Sold by chemists and storekeepers and by the Dr Williams’ Medicine Co., Wellington, N. Z. Price three shillings per box; six boxes for sixteen and sixpence, never accept substitutes, 'for money thus spent is completely wasted.