ON AND GENERAL DEBILITY.

CURED BY SPECIAL HOME TREATMENT.

WORLD'S DISPENSARY MEDICAL ASSOCIATION, Buffalo, N.Y.:

[Illustration: Mrs. F. Nienhuis. ]

_Gentlemen_--I had pain in lungs and across the chest; had been spitting
blood for the past six years. Menstruation was scant and caused great
prostration. Suffered from constipation; cutting pains about the stomach
and rumbling in the bowels; exceedingly nervous; indigestion. She writes
as follows: "I wish to inform you that I am well. I never can praise you
or your ways of treatment enough. I shall bring you all the patients
that I can. I feel so rich to get my health back. I can eat well and
sleep well, and work all day. I suppose you will think it took a long
time to pull me up, but I was very low, much worse than I ever told you
of at the time. I was not able even to feed myself any more. My husband
had to undress me. I could not wash my own face, or stand alone. I did
not lie down to sleep for eleven months; I always had to sit up, because
I would choke if I laid my head down. _I have not raised a drop of blood
since your treatment_, and I did it always for five years before. Our
minister said this spring that he had never thought I could live, and
says that he advises every one that is sick to go to you. He was so
surprised to see how strong and well I was. My relatives all think that
you ought to write my case up for the papers in Chicago. I can never
repay you for what you have done for me. A thousand thanks is but empty
words. My husband was telling a man just last week, "do not spend all
your money in Chicago, as we did, and then write to Buffalo, but go and
write now, and your wife will soon be well." My father was saying that
he wished the doctors that gave me up could see me now. I think they
could not believe their own eyes. I am astonished when I think back how
I was six years ago; I could not walk across the room alone for three
years, and after taking your treatment for eighteen months, I am
_completely_ well. I can hardly believe it myself when I read over those
letters that I received from you. I work hard every day. There is never
a day that you are not remembered. I hope that you may live many years
to do for others what you have done for me. I had this taken so that you
might have my picture as I am now; I wish you could have seen me as I
was then, and I wish to thank you for those little notes of inquiry that
you used to send to find out how I