Las Vegas daily optic. [volume] (Las Vegas, N.M.) 1880-1908, 1897-02-06
Here Is o true story from California.

Here Is u true htOFy from Ouiiipi hie
Some three years ago, James III. Faulkner,
of Santa Rosa, CAL, started out TO md a
quicksilver mine. He was q practical quics-
silver miner, and selecting . point within
the cinnabar belt, began TO carefully. pros
pect for the red rock that carries the shining
drops Of metal.
1t soon became apparent to Mr.. Falkner
that he would require capital to develop
his claim, and he came to Santa Rosa ana
consulted Sam. l.. Allen, the Sheriff Of
lSonoma County. Mr.. Allen was. an old
miner. and the two men visited the mine
together, resulting in Mr.. Allen purchasing
a half interest. 1t was decided that MT. raik.
ner should stay upon the place, during that
winter and continue his researches, and that
in the following spring a large force of men
should be set to work. Accordingly, Mr..
Falkner started out for the mine one rainy
day in December and arrived about night
fall wet to the skin.
The following day found Falkner a very
sick man, pneumonia having fastened upon
him, and for four days he tossed upon ms
bed alone, unable to even shut the CABIN
door, and through which opening the cold
wind and driving rain was pouring.
He was found at nightfall of the fourth
day and conveyed to his residence at 622
Wright St., apparently dying. At the expir'
alton Of FIVE weeks, under the constant care
of an experienced physician, and careinl
nursing, tut lnNHiio a
GENTLY to sit up. During the following
months the unfortunate man grew weaker
and weaker, and just one year from the date
of his first sickness, the best doctors In thu
city pronounced his illness to be consump
ton and the case hopeless.
1t was just fifteen months from the time Q
his first illness that Mr.. Falkner feebl,
made his way from his residence to the lum
| Der yard of ]. p. Fits, about 100 yards dis
tant, and sitting down on a pile of red woot
| lumber, began talking to Mr.. Fits, the pro
prietor of the place.
Mr.. Fa1kner remarked, "Perry, when yo'
go up town | wish you would ask some drug
gist about a new remedy nave Jus, neuI'
| of. 1t is called Pink Pills for Pale People
and God knows / am pale enough
To humor the man with one foot In On
grave. Mr.. Fits promised to comply VII
his request, and that evening handed tn
sick man the coveted medicine.
The lumber man did not see his sick frien
for three days, but at the end of that tim
was greatly surprised to see nm WALK naniS p pvs
to the yard without the cane that had bee
his constant companion for so long.
"Perry," he said, 81 feel like a new mar
get me another box Of those Pink Pills 70
Pale People"
"Ill do so with pleasure, Jim" said MI
Fits, and he soon placed a second box
the eager hands of the supposed consumI
l five. WneI tutSc WCiC
convalescent man acd7ked a mile to the dru
store and purchased a third box for himse
and before the last pellet had been takel
James II. Falkner was working at his trad
as a carpenter. He had gained thirty poune
in weight in thirty days.
The main facts relating to the illness :
Mr.. Falkner were we'll known to your co
ST. ssp and being therefore Mr.. Falkner's nea
est neighbcr when he was first dSss, stris exc
fected. Upon hearing the wonderful, ne,
/ drove at once to his residence and ra,
hronzed featured, healthy looking man, who
/ did not recognize. / enquiredi if Mr.. Fal
ner was at home and received a hearty lau!
and a cordial hand-shake in reply, and
last realized that the strong man before I
was the same man / had known two yea
ago as a physical wreck and a candidate
an early grave.
"Mr. Falkner," / said at length, tell I
L. roonuarpd vour health Pr