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THE LEDGER; GAFFNEY, S. C., OCTOBER 22, 1896.
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LESSON? IN FARMING.
REV. DR. TALMAGE SEES A SERMON
IN RURAL LIFE.
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He FimlA Fooil For Tlimifilit In I'lotrlnff,
Flantlni;, Itenplnfir, Tlirntliint; nn<l Gar
nering -An Kloqnert an<1 Hortatory I’cr-
oratlon—The liar vent I Ionic.
Washington, Oct. 18.—This sermon,
at this season, after most people have
had a good, long breath of tho country,
if they do not actually livo there, will
revive many pleasant memories, while
it deals with great religious truths. Dr.
Talmage’s text was John xv, 1, “My
Father is tho husbandman.”
This last summer, having gone in
different directions over between 5,000
and 0,000 miles of harvest, fields, I can
hardly open my Bible without smelling
tho breath of new mown hay and seeing
the golden light of tho wheatficld. And
when I open my Bible to take my text,
the Scripture leaf rustles like the tassels
of tho corn.
Wo were nearly all of us born in tho
country. Wo dropped corn in tho hill,
and went on Saturday to tho mill, tying
tho grist in tho center of tho sack so
i hat tho contents on either sido tho horse
balanced each other, and drove tho cat
tle afield, our bare feet wet with tho
dew, and rode tho horses with tho halter
to tho brook until wo fell off, and hunted
the mow for nests until the feathered oc
cupants went cackling away. Wo were
nearly all of us born in tho country, and
all would have staid there had not
some adventurous lad on his vacation
come back with better clothes and softer
hands, and set the wholo village on fire
with ambition for city life. Ho wo all
understand rustic allusions. The Bible
is full of them. In Christ’s sermon on
tho mount you could seo tho full blown
lilies and tho glossy back of tho crow’s
wing as it flics over Mount Olivet.
David and John, Paul and Isaiah, find
in country life a source of frequent il
lustration, while Christ in the text takes
the responsibility of calling God a
farmer, declaring, “My Father is tho
husbandman. ”
Noah was tho first farmer. Wo say
nothing about Cain, tho tiller of tho
soil. Adam was a gardener on a largo
scale, but to Noah was given all the
acres of tho earth. Elisha was an agri
culturist, not cultivating a 10 acre lot,
for wo find him plowing with la yoke
of oxen. In Biblo times the land was so
plenty and tho inhabitants so few that
Noah was right when ho gave to every
inhabitant a certain portion of laud,
that land, if cultivated, ever after to La
his own possession—just as in Nebraska
tho United States government on pay
ment of $10 years ago gave pre-emption
right to 160 acres to any man who
would sottlo there and cultivate tho roil.
In tho Field*.
All classes of people were expected to
cultivate grouud except ministers of re
ligion. It was supposed that they would
have their timo entirely occupied with
their own profession, although I am
told that sometimes ministers do plunge
so deeply into worldliness that they re
mind one of what Thomas Fraser said
in regard to a man in his day who
preached very well, but lived very ill,
“When ho is out of the pulpit, it is a
pity ho should ever go into it, and when
bo is in tho pulpit it is a pity he should
ever como out of it. ”
They were not small crops raised iu
those times, for though tho arts were
rudo, tho plow turned up very rich soil,
and barley, and cotton, and flax, and
all kinds of grain came up at tho call of
tho harvesters. Pliny tells of one stalk
of grain that had on it between o00 and
400 cars. Tho rivers and tho brooks,
through artificial channels,wero brought
down to tho roots of tho corn, and to
this habit of turning a river wherever
it was wanted Solomon refers when ho
pays, “The king’s heart is in tho hand
of tho Lord, and he lurncth it as tho
rivers of water aro turned, whitherso
ever bo will. ”
Tho wild beasts were caught, and
then a hook was put into their noso, and
then they wero led over tho field, and to
that God refers when ho Bays to wicked
Sennacherib, “I will put a book iu thy
nose and I will bring thee back by the
way which thou earnest. ” And God lias
a hook in every had man's nose, whether
it bo Nebuchadnezzar or Ahub or Herod.
Ho may think himself very independent,
but come timo in his life, or in the hour
of his death, ho will find that the Lord
Almighty has a hook in his nose.
This was the rule in regard to the
culture of tho ground, “Thou shalt not
plow with an ox and an ass together,”
illustrating tho folly of ever putting in
telligent and useful and pliable men in
association with the stubborn and tho
Unmanageable. Tho vast majority of
troubles in tho churches and in reforma
tory institutions comes from tho disre
gard of this command of tho Lord,
'‘Than shalt not plow with an ox and
«n ass together. ”
There wore largo amounts of property
invested in cattle. Tho Moabites paid
t00,000 sheep us an annual tax. Job
had 7,000 sheep, 8,000camels, 500 yoke
pf oxen. Tho timo of vintage was usher-
ed in with mirth and music. Tho clus
ters of tbo viuo were put into tho wiuo
press, and then five men would got into
tbo press and trample out tho juico from
tho grapo until their garments wero sat
urated with tho wine and had become
the emblems of slaughter. Christ him
self, wounded until covered with tho
blood of crucifixion, making nso of this
allusion when tbo question wai asked,
“Wherefore art thou red in thino appa
rel and thy garments like ouo who
treadeth tho wiuo vat?” ho responded,
“I havo trodden tho whio press alone. ”
In all ugos there has been groat honor
paid to ugricultuj'\ fcjoven-eigbths of
the people in every roantry are disciples
of tho plow. A government is strong iu
proportion as it is supported by an ath
letic and industrious yeomanry. Ho long
ago as before the full of Carthago, Htrabo
wrote 28 books :>u agriculture. Hesiod
wrote a poo_a on th'‘same subject, “Tbo
Weeks and Days.” Cato was prouder of
his work on husbandry than of all his
military on! quests. But I must not bo
tempted iut ) n discussion of agricultural
conquests. Standing amid the harvests
and orchards and vineyards of the Bible,
and standing amid the harvests and
orchards and vineyards of our own coun
try—larger harvests than have ever be
fore been gathered—I want to run out
tho analogy between tho production of
crops and the growth of grace in tho
soul, all these sacred writers making
Lse of that analogy.
The Flow.
In the first place, 1 remark, in grace
as iu tho fields, there must be a plow.
Tiiat which theologians call conviction
is only tho plowshare turning up tho
sins that have been rooted and matted
in the soul. A farmer said to his indo
lent son, “There aro $100 buried deep
in that field. ” The boh went to work
and plowed the field from fence to fence,
and ho plowed it very deep, and then
complained that ho had not found tho
money. But when tho crop had been
gathered and sold fer $100 more than
any previous year, then tho youug man
took tho hint as to what his father
meant when ho said there was $100
buried down iu that field. Deep plow
ing for a crop. Deep plowing for a soul.
Ho who makes light of sin will never
amount to anything in the church or in
the world. If a man speaks of sin ns
though it were an inaccuracy or a mis
take instead cf tho loathsome, abom
inable, consuming, and damning thing
that God hates, that man will never
yield a harvest of usefulness.
When I was a boy, I plowed a field
with a team of spirited horses. I plowed
it very quickly. Onco in a while I passed
over some of the sod without turning it,
but I did not jerk buck the plow, with
its rattling devices. 1 thought it made
no difference. After awhile my father
came along tud said, “Why, this will
never do; this isn’t plowed deep enough;
there you hate missed this, awl you have
missed that. ” And ho plowed it ever
again. The difficulty with a great many
people is that they are only scratched
with conviction when tho subsoil plow
of God’s truth ought to he put in up to
the beam.
My word is to all Sabbath school
teachers, to all parents, fo all Ghristian
workers: Plow’ deep! Plow deep I
Ami if in your own personal experi
ence you aro apt to take a lenient view
of the sinful sido of your nature, put
down into your soul the Ten Gommand-
ments, which reveal the holiness of God,
and that sharp and glittering colter
will turn up your soul to the deepest
depths. If a man preaches to you that
you are only a littlo out of order by
reason of sin and that you need only a
littlo fixing up, ho deceives. You have
suffered an appalling injury by reason
of sin. There are quick poisons and slow
poisons, but tho druggist could give you
one drop that could kill the. body. And
sin is like that drug; so virulent, so
poisonous, so fatal that ouo drop is
enough to kill tho soul.
Deep I’lowtng.
Deep plowing for a crop. Dorp plow
ing for a soul. Broken heart or no re
ligion. Broken soil or no harvest. Why
was it that David and the jailer and tho
publican and Paul made such ado about
their sins? Had they lost, their senses?
No. The plowshare struck them. Con
viction turned up a great many things
that were forgotten. As a farmer plow
ing sometimes turns up tho skeleton of
a man or tho anatomy of a monster long
ago buried, so tho plowshare cf convic
tion turns up the ghastly skeletons of
sins long ago entombed. Geologists
never brought up from the depths of the
mountain mightier ichthyosaurus or
megatherium.
But what means all this crooked
plowing, these crooked furrows, tho re
pentance that amounts to nothing, the
repentance that ends in nothing? Men
groan over their sins, but get no better.
They weep, but their tears are not
counted. They get convicted, but not
converted. What is the rc
member that on tho farm wc sot a
standard with a red flag at tho other
end of tho field. We k 'pt our eye on
that. We aimed at that. Wo plowed up
to that. Losing sight of that, we made a
crooked furrow. Keeping our eye on
that, we made a straight furrow. Now,
in this matter of conviction wo must
have somo standard to guide us. It is a
red standard-that God has set at tho
other end of the field. It is tho ero-.-i.
Keeping your eye on that, you will mako
a straight furrow. Losing sight of it,
you will mako a crooked furrow. Plow
up to the cross. Aim not at either end
of tho horizontal piece of the cross, but
at tho upright piece, at the center of it,
the heart of the Son of God, who hero
your sins and made satisfaction. Crying
and weeping will not bring you through.
“Him hath God exalted to be a prince
and a Saviour to give repentance. ” Oh,
plow up to the cross!
Thu Sowing.
Again I remark, in grace, as iu the
field, there must bo a sowing. In tho
autumnal weather you find the farmer'
going across tho field at a stride of about
23 inches, and at every stride ho puts
his ii;:::d into the sack of grain, and lie
sprinkles the seed corn over the field. It
looks silly to a man who does not know
what he is doing. Ho is doing a very
important work. Ho is scattering tho
winter graiu, and, though tho snow may
come, tho next year there will bo a
great crop. Now, that is what wo are
doing when we are preaching the gespd
—we are scattering tho seed. It is tho
foolishness of preaching, but it is tho
winter grain. And though the snows of
I worldliucsH may come down upon it, it
will yield after awhile glorious harvest.
Let us be sure we sow tbo right kind of
seed. How mullein stalk and mullein
stalk will como up. How Canada thistles
| mid Canada thistles will como up. How
wheat and wheat will como up. Let us
distinguish between truth and error.
Let us know the difference between
wheat and hellebore, oats and henbane.
Tbo largest denomination in this
country is the denomination of Noth
ingarians. Their religion is a systi m of
negations. Yon say to one of them,
“What do you believe?" “Well, Idun’t
believe in infant baptism." “What do
you believe?” “Well, I don’t believe in
the perseverance of tho saints." “Well,
now toll mo what you do believe?”
“Well, I don’t believe in tho eternal
punishment of tho wicked. ” So their
religion is a row of ciphers. Believe
something and tench it; or, to resume
tlic figure of my U xt, scatter abroad tho
right kind of seed.
A minister the other day preached a
■ermon calculated to set the denomina
tions of Christiana quarreling. Ho was
sowing nettles. A minister tho other
day advertised that ho would preach a
sermon on the superiority of transcen
dental and organized forces to untrnns-
cendenta! and unorganized forces. What
was he sowing? Weeds. Tho Lord Jesus
Christ 19 centuries ago planted the di
vine seed of doctrine. It sprang up. On
ono side of tho stalk arc all tho churches
of Christendom. On the other sido of
tho stalk aro all the free governments of
tho earth, and on tho top thero shall bo
a flowering millennium after awhile.
All from the gospel seed of doctrine.
Every word that a parent, or Sabbath
school teacher, or city missionary, or
other Christian worker speaks for
Christ comes up. Yea, it comes up
with compound interest—you saving
one soul, that ono saving ten, the ten a
hundred, tho hundred a thousand, tho
thousand ten thousand, tho ten thousand
one hundred thousand—on, on forever.
The Harrowing;.
Again I remark, in grr.ee, as in tho
farm, there must bo a harrowing. I re
fer now not to a harrow that goes over
tho lield in order to prepare the ground
for the seed, but a harrow which goes
over after tho se* d is sown, lest tho
birds pick up tho seed, sinking it down
into the earth so that it can take root.
You know a harrow. It is made of bars
of wood nailed across each other, and
the underside of each bar is furnished
with sharp teeth, and when tho horses
are hitched to it it. goes tearing and
leaping across the field, driving the seed
down into tho earth until it springs up
in tho harvest, bereavement, sorrow,
persecution am the Lord’s harrows to
sin!; the gospel truth into your heart.
These were truths that you heard 30
j” :.: age 1 hey have not affected you
until recently Heme great trouble camo
over you, and the truth was harrowed
in, and it has come up. What did God
mean in tins oouutry in 1857? For a
century there -.vas the gospel preached,
but, a great deal of it produced no re
sult. Then God harnessed a wild panic
to a harrow of commercial disaster, and
that harrow went down Wall street and
up Wall street, down Third street and
up Third street, down State street and
up State street, down Pennsylvania ave
nue and up Pcnnsylavnia avenue, until
the whole laud was tom to pieces as it
had never been before. What followed
the. harrow? A great awakening, in
which thero were 500,000 souls brought
into the kingdom of our Lord. No ( kar-
row, no crop.
The Heaping.
Again I remark, iu grace, as in tho
farm, there must bo a reaping. Many
Chri.-tiaua speak of religion as though
it were a mutter of economics nr insur
ance. They expect to reap in the next
world. Oh, no! Now is tho time to
reap. Gather up tho joy of the Chris
tian religion this morning, thin after
noon, this night. If you havo not ns
much grace as you would like to have,
tlmuk God for what you havo and pray
for more. Yon are no worse enslaved
than Joseph, no worse troubled than
vas David, no worse scourged than wan
Paul. \Tt, amid tho rattling of fctl rs
and amid tho gloom of dungeons and
amid tho horror of shipwreck, they tri
umphed in the grace of God. Tho weak
est man in tho house today has 500
acres of spiritual joy all ripe. Why do
yea not go and reap it? You have been
groaning over your infirmities for 30
years. Now give one round shout over
your emancipation. You say you havo
it s ) hard. You might havo it worse.
You vender why this great co’id trouble
keeps revolving through your soul,
turning ami turning with a black hand
on tho crank. Ah, that trouble is the
grindstone on which you aro to sharpen
your sickle. To tho fields! Wake up!
Take off your green spectacles, your
blue spectacles, your black spectacles.
Pull up tho corners of your mouth as
far ai you pull thorn down. To tho
field d Heap, reap!
The Thrashing.
Again I remark, in grace, as in farm
ing, thero is a timo for thrashing. I tell
you bluntly that is death. Just, as the
farmer with a flail boats tho wheat out
< i the straw, so death beats the soul out
of tho body. Every sickness is a stroke
of tho flail, and the sickbed is the
thra shing floor. What, say you, is death
to u good man only taking the wheat
out of the straw? That is all. An aged
man has fallen asleep. Only yesterday
you caw him iu the sunny porch playing
with his gruwlchiljjron. Calmly he rc-
ceived the mosKuge to leave this world.
H< bade a pkasant goodby to his old
friends. Tho telegraph carries tho tid
ings, and on swift rail trains tho kin
dred come, wanting once more to look
on the face of dtar old grandfather.
Bruch Lank tho gray hairs from his
I now. It will never ache again. Put
him away in tho slumber of the tomb.
Hi will not be afraid of that night.
Grandfather was never afraid of any
thin;.'. He will ri.so in the morning of
th*' resurrection. Grandfather was al-
wa.vs the first to rise. His voico lias al
ready mingled iu tho doxology of heav
en. Grandfather always did sing in
church. Anything ghastly in that? Nc.
' : t mashing of the wheat out of tho
6 r.. That is all.
Th. Saviour folds a lamb iu his bos
om. The little child filled all the house
with her music, and her toys aro scat
tered all up and down the stairs just as
she !• ft them. What if the hand that
pinched four-o’clocks out of the meadow
is still? It will wave iu tho eternal tri
umph. What if the voice that made
music in tho home is still? It will sing
tho eternal hosanna. Put a white roso
in ono hand, u red rose in the other
hand and a wreath of orange blossom*
on tho brow; tho white flower for tho
victory, the red flower for tho Saviour’s
sacrifice, tho orange blossoms for her
marriage day. Anything ghastly about
that? Ob, no! The run went down and
the flower shut. Tho wheat thrashed out
of tho straw. “Dear Lord, give mo
sloop, ” iiaid a dying boy, tho son of ono
of my elders; “dear Lord, give mo
sleep.” And ho closed his eyes and
awoke in glory. Homy W. Longfellow,
writing a letter of condolence to those
parents, said, “Those last words wero
beautifully poetic. ” And Mr. Longfel
low knew what is poetic. “Dear Lord,
give me sleep.”
’Twas not Sn cruelty, not In wrath.
That tho rearer carno that tiny.
’TwtiH an an cel that visitt d tho earth
And took the flower away.
So it may bo with us when our work
is all done. “Dear Lord, give mo sleep. ”
The Garnering.
I have ouo more thought to present.
I have spoken of tho plowing, of tho
sowing, of the harrowing, cf the leap
ing. of the thrashing. I must now speak
a moment cf the garnering.
Where is the garner? Need I tell yon:
Oh, no! Ho many have gone out from
your own circles—yea, from your own
family—that yon have had your eyes cu
that garner for many a year. What a
hard time some of them had! In Gcth-
semaiics of suffering they sweat great
drops of blood. They took the “cup of
trembling,” and they put it to their het
lips, and they tried, “If it bo possible,
let this cup pass from me.” With
tougucsof burniugagony (hey cried, “O
Lord, deliver my soul!” But they got
over it. They all got over it. Garnered!
Their tears wiped away; their battles
all ended; their burdens lifted. Gar
nered! Tho Lord of tho harvest will not
allow those sheaves to perish in tho
equinox. Garnered! Some of us remem
ber, on the farm, that LiC sheaves wero
put on the top rack which surmounted
tho wagon, and these sheaves were piled
higher and higher, and after awhile tbo
horses started for the barn, and these
sheaves swayed to and fro in the wind,
and the old wagon creaked, and tho
horses made a struggle, and pulled so
hard the harness came up in loops of
ieetheron their backs, and when tho
front wheel struck tho elevated door of
the barn it seemed as if the load would
go no farther until tho workmen gave
a great shout, and then, with ono last
tremendous strain, the horses palled in
the lead; then they were unharnessed,
and forkful after forktul of graiu fell
into the mow. Oh, my friends, our get
ting to heaven may be a pull, a hard
pull, a very hard pull; but these sheaves
are bound to go in. The Lord of tho
harvest has promised it. I seo the loud
at last coming to tho door cf the heav
enly garner. The sheaves of the Chris
tian soul sway to and fro in the wind of
death, and tho old body creaks under
the load, and as the load strikes tho
floor of tho celestial garner, it seems as
if it can go no farther. It is the last
struggle, until the voices of angels and
the voices of our departed kindred and
tho welcoming voice of God shall send
the harvest rolling into tho eternal tri
umph, while all up and down the sky
tho cry’ is heard: “Harvest home! Har
vest home!”
Li Hud HU Doubt*.
An amusing story of Li Hung Chang
is told in official circles. Whether or
not it is accurate in all particulars i:o
one scums to know, but the tale is as
follows: When John W. Foster and
Mrs. Foster wero first in China, they
were handsomely entertained by the
viceroy, and a warm friendship sprang
up between the former American secre
tary of state and the greatest man of
tho eastern world. Then, as now, Li
Hung Chang was disposed to ask all
manner of questions, and at the first op
portunity he asked Mrs. Foster if her
husband was not a very great man and
a very rich inirai iu his own country.
Mrs. Foster replied, with becoming
modesty, that Mr. Foster had held many
high official positions. Ho had been
minister to Hpain, minister to Mexico,
minister to Russia, a special envoy to
Spain, and, finally, tho greatest honor
being reserved for tho last, secretary of
state, next in tho cabinet to the presi
dent himself. “But Mr. Fester is not
wealthy. In fact, ho is a comparatively
poor man,” Mrs. Foster frankly ex
plained. Li shook liis head. “You say
Mr. Foster has been minister to Mexico,
to .Spain, a special envoy to Hpain and
secretary of state?” “Yes.” “And bo
is stQl poor?” “Yes, comparatively
speaking.” Tbo old viceroy looked Mrs.
Foster iu tbo eye fer a moment, and
then, placing his two hands over his
nost and one eye, he winked roguishly
with tho other optio and tittered. A sly
old dog is Li Hung Chang.—Washing
ton Letter iu Chicago Times-Hcrald.
Over a Thousand Deaths Iu
Havana Last Mouth.
YELLOW FEVER AL30 0H HIGREASE
epaiiUh Solilicr* Dio l.iU«i S|ioi'[> In tho
Millinry llo*})ltit!s—Llkoly l» lln Itlany
.Monlli* lloforo Iho Scuiiiqo I* Ov«r—Vim
Itopoit of SHiiltary !ni;>rr.ti»r llurgo** of
tlio Marino !Io«|>itHl Sorvicn.
WARmxoTOx, Oct. 13.—Sanitary In
spector Burgess of the Marino Hospital
service reports from Havana, Cuba,
that there were 1,-034 deaths in that city
during September, 17!) of which wore
from yellow fever. During tho week
ended Oct. 1 tlrro were 2.il deaths, 43 of
which wore from yellow fever. Forty
of the 4.3 deaths from yellow fever oc
curred among the Spanish soldiers in
tho military hospitals.
Tho inspector, in a recent connmmi-
cation to the bureau, calls attention to
tho wharf Talhipiedra, at Havana, at
which the American steamship Herman
M. Dontzalor went to dischanre a load
of lumber brought from Pensacola.
Wb.ile tho vessel was there ono of its
men caught tho yellow fever. This
wharf, Dr. Burgess says, “is in close
proximity to the old and badly infected
military hospital, and is probably, and
has been for many years, the most dan
gerous place for vessels to discharge at
iu the whole harbor on account of the
invasion of yellow fever. It is a pity
that some way cannot be devised to pre
vent vessels from going there, particu
larly American vessels and those subse
quently bound to ports in thu United
btntes.”
Speaking generally about the yellow
fever and smallpox, tho inspector says:
“It will be seen by statistical reports
sent on that yellow fever continues to
bo an active epidemic here, and lam iu-
fonued that it is so in most of tiie places
where Spanish soldiers are found. Tho
steamers plying between this place and
tho western end of the island bring on
their return trip from ports along tho
joa.st numerous cases of that disease.
It is reported that the hospitals of
Guanajay de las Vegas, Han Antonio do
Los Banos, Artemisa and other places
have many rick of that complaint. Tho
Imge Casa do Eonoflconcia y Materni-
dad, or Foundling and Lying-in hospital
has, by orders of tho government, been
emptied of its women and children,
and is now being occupied as a hos
pital for Spanish soldiers. Small
pox, instead of diminishing, in
creases daily, not only in Havana
proper, but in its suburbs. In Regia,
on tho opposite side of tho bay from
Havana, there are many cases, amount
ing to an epidemic there. It is difficult
to see \. hen this epidemic will come to
an en i, with the influx of niivuccinated
people from the country driven in by
the conditions of war, and tho frequent
arrival of Spanish steamers from the
mother country with cases of that dis
ease aboard. As practically no precau
tions are taken to prevent smallpox
spreading on those vessels, I am afraid
tnat it will be many months before this
scourge is over.”
Uorarli-s* Fire Kngines.
It is proposed to add two horseless
steam fire engines to tho equipment of
the Boston lire department. They were
once tried in New York, but were aban
doned. “ I lorsos, ’ ’ says The Transcript,
“do not yet take kindly to the steam
roller, and if they should see it plung
ing madly along onr congested streets
at a three minute gait, belching smoke
and flame, their fears would not be
likely to bo much allayed. The self pro
peller on its travels bc«rsa close resem
blance to tho steam roller. Tho only
city that uses this style of engine to any
considerable extent iu tho east is Hart
ford. litr Jumbo is .veil known to
fire departments all over the country.
It is nearly twice tho weight and twice
the in-ico of an ordinary engine, though
its w ater throwing capacity bears no
Such .ratioof increase.”
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; Rlpuns Tfibulcs arc com- \
t pounded from a prescription \
\ widely used by the best modi- \
| cal authorities and are pre- t
| sented in a form that is be- :
* coming the fashion every- •
I where. :
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Ho Ofte.'i NuggcHt* Such Problem*.
Them is a consensus of opinion among
tho well informed that tho present czar
aims at tho maintenance of peace. It
remained for the German emperor to
represent him as tho crowned provi-
demj on whoso will its preservation
depends. Was it iii order that the words
“incomplete accord with mo” might he
interpolated that this testimony to char
acter was so conspicuously given?—
Loudon Standard.
Ripartn Tahules net gently
but promptly upon the liver,
stomach ana intestines; cure
dyspepsia, habitual constipa
tion, offensive breath and head
ache. One tabule taken at the
fust symptom of indigestion,
biliousness, dizziness, distress
after eating, or depression ot
spirits, will surely and quickly
remove the whole difficulty.
Price, 50 cents a 1 ox.
RipansTabules may be ob
tained of nearest druggist; or
by mail on receipt of price.
Sample vial, io cents.
RIPANS CHEMICAL CO.,
tO Spruce Street,
i
:
■». Y XT XA/ 'VrM JU
Glatlfttmio May Ue Needed.
London, Oct. 13.—The Times ex-
presses the belief that tho rival claims
of Sir William Vernon Harcourt and
Mr. Asquith for tho succession to the
leadersbip of tho Liberal party will
compel the recall of Mr. Gladstone to
try to unite tho party. Lord Rosebery
has canceled all of his political engage
ments, but he does not intend to with
draw DGnuancntly from public life.
•THE ObiLY T rue Blood Purifier
J prominently in the public eye to
day is Hood's Sarsaparilla. Therefore
get Hood's and ONLY HOOD’S.
W. D. ARCHER,
'TO x wo i-t i-Vi. icr i wx.
ILiir-cutting, in the latest styles.
Sl aving and Shampooing at reason
able prices.
^jpShop next to J. I>. Goudc-
I ick's store.
FBOSt
t.- w. _ J . j •../ t, v .. b* ■» y n 9
C. it. Kia,-, Water Vab-.y, ‘.Trio., era* 6
; -:: C; ;• r* y>; ^ g. c^ "/■, : • * * %
i
•’F r f.v ■ y< ;ir«. I siii;erc<i e ; iM ir.Brry
from nm-c.nil.ir rh "iiiiviim. ! ni -i cvi ry
l aovn nam-Cy, «• iircil .■:! Uir> •a t liyri-
< ! ;!!<, Visitor! Hot A i t ,i. tini S,
spending el" ) tl»< rc. I esl.le:: i< t-;..i ■’ I P'-<;
l ot coaid olitniu only lei: ;M>i:;iy n :v , . “y
ll.'^ii was wasted away so lliat I v.■ lulled
only ninety-three pimnd';; my left .-inj end -
log were drawn out of shape, the il use lea
twined up la khols. I was nnidde :o
dicss myself, i x opt wiili i!«si*tan< «♦. : ml
eoiild only hohlde about I y r.shu: a cane, f
had i o appetite, nnd was assniV'i, ! y the
Cioetors. that 1 could noi iho. The p-:us. at
tarn s, were so awful, tint ! n i;|.' procure
rrlhi only by means of < u p. ,;:jrc-
ti-M s of moipiiino. 1 had my iho: sbao am' l
in clay, ia sulphur, in ponl iers: 1 e.t. Uieso
•rive only temporary rcl:ef. Afa r trying
rv r-ytliinr, and sriteiing the nos? j v. el
! ! hep-'ii to take Ayer'- Hr:': .'pniill-a.
fii-aie of two mouths, 1 v.rs aide to walk
wi!limit a cane. In three menti s, my Ilml s
I epou to streneilien. and i:i the ei.e.r . ' of a
year, I was cured. Mywei:'li: liar, increased
Io i«.i pounds, and I am i:o'.v able to do i,.y
full day’s work as a railrua ! l.tael smith.”
£-v\ y liz, Lj A &
Th? Only World’s Fair Sarsaparilla.
A YF.’It'S J‘lI.I.ti cure ilnrl irhc.
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Moiiuiental Works.
Granite Monuments a
specialty. Agent for
IRON FENCES.
No. *235, \V. T rade St.,
Charlotte, N. C.
ffl f FtTVYAm
1. li. M/Mul.
SOUTHERN RAILWAY.
FIEDMONT A Jit 1.2 NO.
Condensed Schedule of Passenger Trr.tn*
iKst.Ml!
Northbound.
*c;»t. 00, 1800.
Vos.
No. SN
Dally.
.Vo. id
Xu
; No. r;
Daily
I.v. A “nnla, O. T
‘ Atlanta, B. T.
“ Norerom.....
" Buford
" Gainesville...
“ Lula
" Cornelia.
*• Mt. Airy
•' Toocoa
“ \v estminstcr
“ f-ene a
" Central
m green vine..
" Spartanburg.
•• Gaffneys
" Blaclcsnnrg..
” King's ?4t
Ga Mania
'12 OJ m P, -ri
. l(u ."iu
I
2 2f) t - n
2 4.1 p -
Uip
7 48 p
^ p
8 3’) p
3 13
Ar. Charlotte .
8 21
- 11
tl
" Danvillo
12 Uu
n
1 o\)
P
Ar. Richmond ...
0 00
~
<» *10
P
-■ ■ . — ■
. 1 II. —
Ar. Washington
0 42
a
ft 40
P
“ Baltm’ePRR.
8 (10
p
11 25
J>
Philadelphia.
10 15
H
3 Oil
n
“ New York...
12 43
m
'O 20
i\
Ve*.
Fst.’ll
Southbound.
TIo.
17 No. :
!.*>
Daily.
Daily.
Lv. N. Y.,P. R.R.
4 30
u 12 15
21
“ Philadelphia .
« 55
p
a 7<o
21
“ Baltimore...
0 20
1*
r. 22
a
“ Washington..
10 43
p 11 15
a
Lv. Richmond ...
2 00
a
12 55
p
Lv. Danvillo . ...
5 50
n
0 05
p
" ( lairlotte
V 85
a
10 55
p
Gastonia
11 00
p
“ King's Mt
..
“ Bln dtsburg
10 40
a 12 00
a
" <4 all nevs
12 24
a
** Spartanburg.
11 37
a
1 0*
a
“ Greenville..
12 23
i>
1 5o
21
M Central..
1 15
2 irt
a
“ Seneca .
1 35
V
2 53
u
“ Westminster
......
'* Toecoa
2 18
p
3 50
a
“ Mf. Airy
” Cornelia
4 IS
a
“ L;;m
3 13
p
4 ..'3
a
” Gainesville...
3 31
p
4 u7
a
“ P.uford
..
•* Norerosa
..
Ar. Atlanta, K. T.
4 65
c 26
n
Ar. Atlanta, C. T.
8 55
p
5 20
a
pi 7 60 . 4 0;/ p
a h .'0 e. u ::.)u
a (i 31 u: 8 '-"’P
IPO ‘ '
a !M 3‘. a
a 11 01 a
.. 11 :J a 8 :».p
. .In 2< a! 8 87 p
n 11 e-t a
:8 p|
ft 1 80 p:
*» -31 pi
ft, 3 47 p
a 4 83 p|
a 1 4 47 p|
» 5 1 ; nj ...
ft 5 liTi t
rt 2J tc
I 1 ** r « n
P (’ 10 a 1 .
2 00 ft
0 40 a
J- ': P
2 o • p
Hi’.’
8 1 , p
4 > 1
5 U ;
5 47 p
(JOi p
1! 50 p
■ I -
7 40 p
8 US p
3 :a p
OUT p
0 4:1 P
0 25 a
it 35 a
0 7>7 a
7 20 u
7 48 A
8 27 a
0 80 a
8.10 a
“A” a. in. “P” p. m , ‘M" noon. “N” night.
Nos. 37 and IW—Washington and Southwest
ern Yes; finite Limited. Through Pullman
B'cc’crs l)«Div«*on New York and New Orleans,
via Washington, Atlanta and Montgomery,And
also Ix-twcon Now York and M -nphU, via
Washington, Atlanta and Birmingham. Thi*
train also curries Hiehmond-August a sleening
c r* between Danville and Charlotte. K'rst
class thoroughfare couch between Washington
bud Atlanta. Dining cars serve all meals en
route.
Nos. 85 nnd 9V-Unlted States Fast Malt. Pnll-
man sleeping ears l>etween Now York, Atlanta
end New Orloau*. Pullman parlor ear* W
tween Kichmond and Danvillo. Pullman Sleep
ing ears lietwoon Birmingham and Charlotto.
Nos. II and 12—Pullman aleopiug cars between
Liehmoud nnd Danville.
The Air Line Belle train, N<*s. 17 and IS, wilL
from June l*t to October 1st, 13'.*:, ’><• oja-ratea
between Atlanta and kit. Airy, Ga., dully ex
cept Kundnr.
\V. II. UKJiiSN, J. M. C1XP,
Gcj’1 Supt., Truffle M’g'r.,
Washington, D. O. Washington, D. O.
W. A. TUBK, 8.H. HAUDWIoK,
Ucn’l Pans. Ag’t., AWtGeuTPas*. Ag’t.,
Washington, D. O.Atlanta, Ga.