The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1896-06-17
A Postmaster's Wife.
A Leeds Woman Who Astcnishe d
Her Friends and Neighbors.

Near to Death but Restored so Com
pletely that She has been Accepted
by Life Insurance Company as a
Good Risk.
From the Journal, Lewiston, Me.
A bright little woman, rosy and
fresh from her household duties,>
dropped intoa a chair before the writer
and talked with enthusiasm shining
in her swapping, black eyes.
The people in the pretty village OF
Leeds Centre, Maine, have watched
with some interest the restoration to
complete health of Mrs. ". L.
Francis, wife of the postmaster. So
general were the comments on this
interesting case that the writer who
visited Mrs. Francis and learned from
her that the statements regarding
her troubles and her subsequent ex-
trication therefrom are entirely true
All of her neighbors know what has
been the agency that has performed
this cure, but that others may be
benefited by her experience, Mrs.
Francs has consented to allow her
story to appear in print.
''If there is anything on earth l
dread more than another" she said,
sit, is to see my name in the papers.
But in this case I conquer my re-
pugnance and give publicity the
same credit to the savior of my life
as I would to one who had dragged
me from death beneath the waves.
In fact I have extolled my preserver
so enthusiastically and unreservedly;
have sought out sufferers and recon-
mended the remedy to so many
friends and acquaintances that al
ready my neighbors jocularly call
me, sPink Pills Francis But really,
my recovery is something that Coz
slider wonderful. I know that there
are so many testimonial of medicine
in the papers now a-days that people
do not pay as much heed as formerly,
but I do wish folks who are suffering
would remember that what I say
comes right from the heart of a wo-
man who feels that she had new
lease of happy life given her.
'Eleven years ago I was afflicted
with nervous prostration. My exist
ence until two years ago was one OF
dragging misery. Any one in the
village will tell you of my condition.
NY blood seemed exhausted from my
veins and month after month l grew
weaker. I was able to undertake
only the lightest household work,
and even then could perform it only
by slow and careful movement. Dur
ing all these sorry months and years
was under the care of this doctor
and that, but their medicines helped
me only spasmodically, and then I
fell into relapses more prostrating
than ever.
"In the night I used to be awak-
ened by the most excruciating pains
in my heart and side, and was
obliged to use pellets of powerful
medicine that the doctor gave me for
relief in such attacks. At last my
condition became so grave that I
went out only infrequently. We live
up stairs. you notice, over my hus-
bands store, and in descending the
stairway I frequently was obliged to
sort of fall and slide over the steps
in order to descend, such was the
strain on my system resulting from
even this slightest exertion. Occa-
sionally I visited the neighbors, but
I was obliged to sit and recover
breath while ascending any eleva-
ton. In short, it did not seem that
I could live, such was my complete
physical prostration.
'One day I saw an advertisement
of DR.. Williams Pink Pills for Pale
People, and although my faith in
remedies was weak by that time, I
sent for a box and tried them. That
was two years ago. Now call my
self a we'll woman. Isn't it wonder
ful7
II haven't had one of those ex-
cruciating pains in the heart for a
year and half. Why, even the
first box helped me. 1 can walk
miles now; can do my work easily;
have gained in weight constantly,
and you would scarcely believeit, but
little while ago I was examined for
endowment life insurance and was
accepted unhesitatingly after care
full examination by the physician.
<sDo you wonder I'm shouting
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