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GOING INTO A DECLINE.

MRS ALLEN, CHEISTCHUSCH BLOOD NO BETTER THAN WATER WASTING AWAY FOR TWO YEARS TO-DAY A PICTURE OF HEALTH DR WILLIAMS' PINK PILLS. " Looking at me to-day, you would never think that, two years ago, I was on the verge of a decline," said Mrs .Bessie Ailen, 54, Ca<eoonlan Road, Christchurch. , "My biood started to go to water, and I wasted away till 1 was nothing better than a skeleton. Everyone who came to the house said how dsad.y ill I looked. It waß no use trying to build up my strength, for I couldn't keep any food down on my stomach. I got weaker and weaker, till my whole health went to pieces. .My nerves were all on edge, and I grew too downhearted for words. That was the state I was in when I started to- take Dr Williams' Pink Pills. In a month, I was a different creature. Six boxes of Dr Williams' Pink Pills made me one of the healthiest women in Christchurch. "It is going on for foxir years since I started to break down," said Mrs Allen. "Every month my blood grew weaker- and poorer. My face turned sallow. My lips and gums were almost blue for want of blood. I hated t-3; look iv the glass — my faco was so drawn and haggard. 'My eye 3 had great dark circles under them, and they were sunk away back in my head. My feet were Lke blocks of ice, and my hands were every bit as coid. I got thinner every week, till I was little more than ekin and bone. " People kept telling me what I ought to take to. make me fat and bui.d me up again — but they little knew how bad I really was. My tongue' was all coated and I could never get rid of the vile taste in my mouth. Ifi was all very well telling me to eat this .and eat that — but I hated the very sight of food. When I did force myself to eat anything, it lay like lead underneath my breastbone, and gave me no end of pain. Even a biscuit or a cup of water turned sour on my stomach, and set me vomiting. That took every atom of strength I had. ♦ ; " I was hardly ever free from bilious headaches," Mrs Allen went on to s«y. "They never left me from the time I got up till I went to bed. The strain soon told on my nerves. I was always irritable. My dearest friend bored me. I wanted, to be alone all, the time, for. I waß always on. the verge of tears and fancied there was. some great trouble hanging over me. At night, I was too^nervous to sleep. I just tossed from dde to side. Every little whilo I kept thinking" I could hear strange footsteps about the house. Evfery' hour seamed as long as three. It -flrfls often half .way through the night before I dropped off to sleep! In the morning I got tip too weak and. tired to stand. I started every <iay with a dull heavy feeling and all out of sorts.' -I was so nervoiis that my ,own* shadow frightened me. The least sound made me jump and set my. heart thumping like mad. Any ];ttle excitement sent a flush arid a cold shiver, over me. I was so ill and. wretched that I never knew the day when I would have to take to my bed and never get up again. "No one can understand how wretched and ill I was. unless they have gone through the same . themselves. At times my legs were too shaky to hold me. I couldn't stand for any length, of time. After settingthe dinner-table: I had to sit down and rest. My breath went, and a smothering feeling camp over me.: Next thing my heart started to [flutter; and 1 race, and I got all of a tremble. 'Whenever I tried to hurry, I had j to atop withe the pain that caught me in the left side. Soon I got so bad that it was a struggle for me to walk a few steps. Without any warning my head started to swim, .and then I was down in a half faint. •"For two weary years I dragged along in this awful plight," added Mrs Allen.^. "People told me of all: sorts of things to do me good, but I tried them all, and. they were all worthless.. At last my blood was no better than so; ;much dirty water. I was just on the virge 'o£ !tlle grave when I started Dr WiliparisfriSnk Pills for ' Pale People. Even, the sscoii'd box did me a little good. It gave me &ii . appetite, and I soon noticed Bow much better ua'y headache and backache was. When;'' the last box wjae empty • I wfts.-ia-^ffei;e!ttt(: : woman. I "slept the toliole night* throusrh,.; and got up 'next morning bright 'and ener- ' getic. " New blood flowed to every part of my body. A healthy colour came in my cheeks, and I gained in weight. , I am now a strong healthy woman, able to do mv housework with comfort and ease. Dr Williams' Pink Pills saved my life after I had been wasting away for two years." Dr Williams' Pink Pills actually make new blood. That is all they do, but they do it ■well. They don't act. on the bowels or tintor with the mere , symptoms of disease. They just root out tn6 caime of disease from the blood itself. It is throusrTi the blood, rvid the.bjood only, that Dr William<»' Pink Pills cure paleness, . skin troubles like eozema, anssmia, indigestion, headaches, neuraleria, v riienmatism, backache, kidney and liver complaint, . lumbasjo, sciatica, partial paralvnis, locomotor ataxia, failine .powers, and the special irregularities in the health of growing girls and women. But, of course, you rmmt pet the genuine Dr Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People. From ptorekeepers and chemists, or post free from t.lie Dr William* 1 Medicine Co., Old Custom House Street, Weilinsrton— 3s a box, six boxes 16s 6d. Medical advice given free. . 276

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Star (Christchurch), Issue 8573, 15 March 1906, Page 1

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GOING INTO A DECLINE. Star (Christchurch), Issue 8573, 15 March 1906, Page 1

GOING INTO A DECLINE. Star (Christchurch), Issue 8573, 15 March 1906, Page 1

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