GRADUALLY FADING INTO A DECLINE.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLIV, Issue 4, 26 January 1910, Page 60

GRADUALLY FADING INTO A DECLINE.

YOUNG GIBL WASTING AWAY WITH ANAEMIA. Her case appeared hopeless when Dr, Williams' Pink Pills were used, They cured her. was very bright and healthy as a young girl, but as I grew up my blood gradually turned to water, - ' said Mrs. Millie Milbank. Wallaroo Mines, near Kadina. “I fell off and got very puny and wasted. and Instead of shaking it off I Steadily got worse. As to my appetite, for days at a time. I'd only take tea and bread and butter, and not much of that, for nothing had any taste in it. and all I cared for was something acid, such as pickles; and lemons and vinegar I remember I was very fond •f, and I d pop a bit of starch in my Bi on th very often. I had such a craving for It. and also for sago and rice. If I Kok much solid food I couldn't keep it down at ill. I got so thin my clothes merely hung •a me, and as to colour, my face was branched quite white, my gums and lips

were bloodless. My hands looked shrunken and white, and the palms were always damp, even on a cold day. I had no strength at all. I was always tired out and weary, and my daily duties were a great burden. I was very easily startled, my heart would beat most violently, and I could hardly get my breath if I walked for long. Whenever I'd get a chance I'd lay down on the bed quite tired out and I'd be so drowsy ail the day. My face was very drawn, with lark circles under my eyes, and my people were very worried over me. fearing I was going into a decline. They were always asking me to go outside and get some fresh air. but I never wanted to go out or be bothered with anyone calling or even speaking with me. With any exertion, say, in working about, the perspiration would pour off me and I’d get faint turns, as if I were going to swoon, and I would get hysterical often and cry and laugh till I was exhausted. I could not stay in a hot room or near the fire, as I would always feel a hot turn coming on. My head would ache just all over my eyes, so tha’t I couldn't see clearly to read or sew, with the mists in front of them. My mother did all she could for me, and yet she saw me fading day by day. I was Just skin and bone. I used to be startled when I looked in ’the glass, my face was so deathly white. All my friends said how ill I looked. I’d wake up wondering however I wou’d get through the day, and it was as much as I could do to get out of bed or dress myself. I look back now and feel thankful the agent persuaded my mother to 'try Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. There was a change with the first box, but the second did me a lot of good. My appetite picked

up. and presently I was eating quite well. I began to fill out and all the symptoms of Anaemia passed off. I owe my health to jixst four boxes of Dr. Williams’ Pink Pilla.