The weekly ledger. (Gaffney City, S.C.) 1894-1896, November 12, 1896, Image 5
THE LEDGER: GAFFNEY, S. C., NOVEMBER 12•1896.
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which wo itii'ii ( tit tcilnj*. IIih text is
Romnus ix, It, “I coultl wish that lujsolf
were umimfl from Christ for my breth
ren, my kinsmen uncording to the flesh. ”
A tough pnfsnge, indoed, for those
who take PhuJ literally. When some of
tho old thetdogians declared that they
were willing to be damned for the glory
of (tod, tin y said what no ono believed.
Paul did not in tho text mean lie was
willing to die forever to save his rela
tives. Ho used hyperbole, and when he
declared, “I could wish that myself
were aecu’ sed from Christ for my breth
ren, my kiiisim n according to tho flesh,”
he meant in the most vehement of all
possible ways to declare his anxiety for
the salvation of his relatives and friends.
It was a p;::: i<m for souls. Not more
than one Christian out of thousands of
Christians feels it. All absorbing de
sire for the betterment of tho physical
and mental condition is very common.
It would take more of a mathematician
than I < ver can bo to calculate how
many are, up to an anxiety that some
times vii) rot let them sleep nights,
planning for tho cflicioucy of hospitals
where tho sick and wounded of body are
treated utid for eye and ear infirmaries
and for dispuisaries and retreats where
the poorest may have most skillful sur
gery and helpful treatment. Oh, it is
beautiful and gn riouB, this widespread
and ever intensifying movement to alle
viate and euro physical misfortunes.
May (Jed < : onvago and help tho thon-
funns
Is of
splendid men and women en
gaged in that work.
Put all that is outside of my subject
today. In i ehaif of tho immortality of
q man, the inner eye, tho inner ear, the
inner capacity for gladness or dutress,
how few f< • 1 anything like tho over
whelming cum ntratiou expressed in
my text. Kan r than four leaved clo
vers, lanr than century plants, rarer
than prinia donna!;, have been those of
whom it mil.';' bo said, ‘‘They had n
passion for fouls. ” You could count on
the ling' rs amt thumb of your left hand
all the namtH of those you ran recall
who in tho last—tho eighteenth—cen
tury were so characterized. All the
names of ti cso you could recall in our
time as having this passion for souls
you can count on the fingers and thumbs
of your right nud left hands. There arc
many more i nch consecrated souls, but
they aro scattered ro widely you do not
know them. Thoroughly Christian peo
ple t y ti.e .hundreds of millions there
uro today, but how few people do you
know who are utterly oblivious to ev
erything in this world except the ro-
demption ci n ulst Paul had it when
he wrote my t .f, and the time w ill come
when th majority of Christians will
have it if ti.m world is ever to ho lifted
out ' f the. e’eugli in which it has been
sin^ug and floundering for near 19
centuries. Ami the betterment had bet
ter begin with inys< If and yourself.
When a connritteo of the Society of
Friends call'd upon a member to repri
mand him for breaking some small rule
of tho society, tl.o member replied, ‘‘I
had a dream in which all the Friends
hud n; < r.ibhd t a plan someway to have
our met ting bu ;o cleaned, for it was
very lilth.y. Many propositions were
m ule, but no conclusion was readied
until one oi tho members rose and said,
fFriendi!, I think if each ono wouh)
taken Iran, ml sweep immediately
ground his own m at, the meeting house
would bo e’n an. ’ ”
Ki l:;;ious /.«■»!.
!• t the v< rk ef spiritual improvOr
mont he::in uivend our own soul. Some
one vhbpw. up from tho right hand
side of the pulpit and says, “Will you
pleuso main ; enm tf the persons in our
times who have this passion for souls?”
Oh, to! That would ho invidious and
imprudent, and tho more mentioning of
the names of such persons might cause
in them spiritual pride, and then tho
Lord would have no more use for them.
Some one whispers up from the left
hand side < f tho pulpit, “Will you not
then mention among tho people of tho
past somo Vi ho had this passion for
souls?” Oh; ye ! Samuel Rutherford,
tho Scotchman i-f 1100 years ago—his im
prisonment at Aberdeen for his religious
zeal and tin pul lie burning of Ids book,
“Lex licx,’ f 'iii Ldinburgh, and Ids un
just arraigni en||fov high treason, and
other pars* • mmne purifying and sancti
fying him i .) that Ids works, entitled
“Trial and Triumph of Faith” and
“Christ Dying and Drawing Sinners to
Himself, ” a::d alnvo all, his 215 unpar
alleled leto i i bowed that he had tho
pan ion for i ah;; Hicliard Baxter, whoso
“Paraphraso of tho New Testament”
caused him to be dragged before Lord
Jeffreys, who howled at him ns “a ras-
pul” and “ndveling Presbyterian” and
imprisoned 1dm for t wo years—Baxter,
writing 1GN religious books, Ids “Call
to the Unconverb d” bringing uncount
ed thousands into tho pardon of the gos
pel, and Ids “Saints’ Lverlusting Rest”
opening heaven to a host innumerable;
Richard CYci), Thomas a Kempis, writ
ing his “Imitation of Christ” for all
ages; Harlan Page, Robert McChcyno,
Ncttkton, Finney, and more whom I
might mention, tho characteristic of
Whoso lives was an overtowering pas
sion for souls. A. B. Earl, tho Baptist
evaugc list, had it. I. B. Inskip, the
Methodist evangelist, had it. Jacob
Knapp hud it. Dr. Bacbus, president
of Hamilton college, had it, and when
told ho had only half uu hour to live,
said: “Is that so? Then take mo out
of my Led and plaeo mo upon my knees
and let n.o spend that time in calling
on (Jod for the salvation of tho world.”
^Aud so ho died upon Ids knees. Then
Ihcio have been others whoso names
fiava been known only in their own
family or neighborhood, and hero and
there you think of one. What unction
thoy had in prayer! What power they
had in exhortation! If tiny walked into
a homo, every member of it felt a holy
thrill, and if they walked into a prayer
meeting, the dullm ss and stolidity in
stantly vanished. One of them would
wake up a whole church. Ono of them
would sometimes Hudrify a whole city.
But the most womb rful one of that
characterization tho world ever saw or
hcaid or felt was a peasant in tho far
east, wearing a plain blouse like an in
verted wheat sack, with three openings,
one for the neck and the other two for
tho arms. His father a wheelwright and
housebuilder, and given to various car
pentry. His mother at first under sus
picion because of the circumstances of
his nativity, and ho chase d by a Hcrodic
mania out of Ids native land, to livo
awhile under the shadows of tho sphinx
and pyramid of Gizi h, afterward con
founding tho LL. D.'s of Jerusalem, then
stopping the paroxysm of tempest and
of madman. His path strewn with slain
dropsies and catalepsies and ophthal
mias, transfigured on one mountain,
preaching on another mountain, dying
on another mountain and ascending
from another mountain—the greatest,
the loveliest, the mightiest, the kind
est, the most self sacrificing, most beau
tiful Being whose feet ever touched tho
earth. Tell us, ye deserts who heard our
Saviour’s prayer; tell us, ye sens that
drenched him with your surf; tell us, ye
multitudes who heard him preach on
deck, on beach, on hillside; toll us,
Golgotha, who heard the stroke ef tho
hammer on the spiki heads and the dy
ing groan in that midnight that ciroppe d
on midneon, did any me like Jesus
have this passion for souls?
I.imglnn for Souls.
But breaking right in upon me is tho
question. How r an we get semi thing rf
this Pauline and Dhristly longing for
saved immortalities? I answer, by hot
ter appreciating the prolongation ef the
soul’s existence compand with every
thing physical and material. How I
hope that surgeen will successfully re
move the cataract from that mail’s eye.
It is such a sad thing to bo blind. Let
ns pray while thedretor is busy with
tho delicate operation. But for how
long a time will he be able to give his
patient eyesight? Well, if the patient
be 40 ye ars of age, lie will add to his
happiness perhaps 50 years of eyesight,
and that will bring the man to 00 years,
and it is not probable that he will live
longer than that nr that he will live so
long. But what is good eyesight for 50
years more as compared with clear j
vision for lho soul a billion of centuries?
I hope the efTort to drive back the j
typhoid fever from yonder homo will be j
successful. God hi ly the doctors I We !
will wait in great anxiety until the fires
pf that fever are extinguished, and when {
the man rises from his pillow and walks |
put, with what heartiness we will w< 1- I
come him into the fresh air and the |
church and business circles. Ho is 80 :
years of age, and if he (hull live 00 !
years more that will make him 00. But j
what are 00 years more of earthly vigor i
compared with the soul’s health for a j
quadrillion millenniums — a milieu- j
uium, uk,ni’ u know, 1,000 yean? This i
world, since fitted up for man’s resi- !
deuce, has existed about 0,000 years, j
flow much longer will it exist? We will I
suppose it shall last as much longer, 1
which is very doubtful. That will make i
its existence 12,000 years. But what j
ore or will lie 12,000 years compared !
with the eternity preceding those years |
and the eternity following them? Time
as ecinparcd to eternity, like the drop i
of the night dew shaken firm tho top '
of a grass blade by the cow's hoof on its !
way afield this morning as compand |
with Meditirrunoon and Arabian and *
Atlantic and I’c.citic watery dominions.
A stranger desired to purchase a
farm, hut tho owner would not sell it— :
would only let it. The stranger hin d it
by lease fur only one crop, but he sowed j
acorns, and to uialvre that crop 800 ;
years were necessary. That was a prac
ticed deception, but I deceive you not
when I tell you that tho crop of the soul
takes hold of unending ages.
I see the author of my text seated in
the house of Gains, who entertained
him at Corinth, not f:;r from tho over
hanging fortress of Acro-Corinthus, and
meditating on tho longevity of tho soul
and getting more and more agitated
about its value and tho awful risk some
of his kindred were running concerning
it, and he writes this letter containing
the text, which Chrysostom admired so
much he had it read to him twice a
week, and among other things ho says
those daring and startling words of my
text, “I could wish that myself were
apeursed from Christ for my brethren,
my kinsmen, according to the flesh. ”
Force of Ti-nrn.
Another way to get something of the
Paulino longing for redeemed immor
talities is by examining the vast ma
chinery arranged to save this inner and
spiritual nature. That machinery start
ed to revolve on the edge e>f the garden
of Eden, just after the cyclone of sin
prostrated its sycamores and tamarisks
and willows and will not cease to re
volve until the last soul of earth shall
get rid of its last sin and enter the heav
enly Eden. On that stupendous ma
chinery for soul saving the patriarch
put his hand, and prophet his hand, and
evangelist his hand, and apostle his
hand, and Christ his hand, and almost
every hand that touched it became a
crushed hand. It was the most cxpoi^
pi vo machinery ever constructed. It cost
more to start it and lias cost and will
cost more to keep it running than all
the wheels that ever made revolution
on this planet. That machinery turned
not by ordinary motive power, but by
force of tears and blood. To connect its
bic.ds of influence, made out of human
and Christly nerves, with all parts of the
earth, millions of good men and women
nro now at work and will be at work
until every wilderness shall become a
garden, and every tear of grief shall bo
a tear of joy, and tho sword of diviuo
victory shall givo tho wound to the old
dragon that shall send him howling to
tho pit, the iron gate clanging against
bim, never again to open. All that, ami
infinitely more, to save tho soul! Why,
it must be a treuu ndous soul—tremen
dous fir good or t n niendous for evil, tre-
mendous for hnj pim i* or tremendous
for woe. Put on the left side of tho
largest sheet, of p iper that ever came
from paper ir.i’l a ning’e unit, the fig-
mo 1, and how many i"';.! i rs would you
have to mfd to thr j in Jit if that figure
to express the soul s value, each cipher
adding tenfold? Working into that
scheme cf the soul’s redemption, how
many angels of God, diseeuding and
ascending? How n any storms swooping
on Lake Galilee? How many earth
quakes opening dungions and striking
cataclysms through mountains, from
top to base? What noonday sun was put
on retreat? What omnipotence lifted,
and what Godhead v. as put to torture?
All that for th • soul!
No wonder that Paul, though possess
ing great equipoise >1 temperament,
when he thought what his friends and
kindred were risking conei ruing their
souls, flung aside all his ordinary modes
of speech, argument and apt simile and
bold metaphor and learned allusion as
unfit, to exprcfs how he felt, and seizing
upon the appalling hyperbolism of my
text cries out, “I could wish myself ac
cursed”—that is, struck of the thunder
bolts of the omnipotent God, sunk to
unfathomed depths, chained into servi
tude to Abaddon and thrust into fur
naces whose fires shall never burn out,
if only those whom I li ve might now
and forever be saved. Mind you, Paul
dots not say, ‘‘I do wish.” He says,
“I eeuld wish.” Even in the agony ho
felt for others he did not lose his bal
ance. “1 could wish myself accursed.”
I could, but I do not. Only one being
that ever lived was literally willing to
give up heaven for perdition, and that
was tho divine peaf ent whom I mcn-
ticned a few moments ago. lie was not
only willing to exchange dominions of
bliss for dominions if wretchedness, hut
he did so, for that, he forsook heaven
witness the stooping star and all those
who saw his miracles of mercy, and
that he actually entered the gales of tho
world of perpetual conflagration the Bi
ble distiuetly declares. Ho did not say,
with Paul, “I eon Id, ” but he raid, “I
will, I do,” and for the souls of men
ho “descended into bell.”
I’aiil'a Ontcry,
In this last half of the last decade of
the nineteenth century the temperature
in the ohurehes is very low, and most
of the piety would spoil if it were not
kept on ice, and taking things as they
are ordinary Christians will never reach
the point whore the outcry of Paulin
the text will not seem like extravaganza.
The proprieties in most of tho churches
are so fixed that all a Christian is ex
pected to do on Sunday is to get up a
little later iu tho morning than usual,
put on that which is next to his host at-
iire—not the very best, for that has to
be reserved for tho loveo—inter the
church with stately step, Low his head
or at any rate shut his eyes in prayer
time or close them enough to lock sleepy,
turn toward the pulpit with holy dull
ness while the preacher speaks, put a 5
cent piece or if tho times be hard a 1
cent piece, on the collection plattir,
kind of shoving it down under the other
coin so that it might be, for all that the
usher knows, a $5 goldpicec, and then,
after tho benediction, go quietly home
to the biggest mpast of all tho week.
That is all the majority i f Christians
j are doing for the rectification cf this
planet, and they will do that until, at
the close of life, the pastor opens a
black book at the hi ad of their casket
| and reads, “Blessed aro tho dead who,
die in the Lord; they reft from their la
bors, and (heir works do follow them.”
The sense of the ludicrous is so thor
oughly developed in me that when I
hear these Scripture words read at the
! obsequies of one of the religious do
nothings iu the churches it is too much
for my gravity. “Their works do follow
them.” What works? And iu what di
rection do they follow them—up or
down? And do they follow on foot or on
tho wing? And how long will they follow
before they catch up? More appropriate
funeral text for all such religious dead
beats would be the words iu Matthew
I xxv, 8, “Our lamps are gone out. ” One
would think that such Christians would
show at least under whoso banner they
arc enlisted. In one of tho Napoleonic
wars a woman, Jeannette by name, took
her position with the troops and shoul
dered a broomstick. The colonel said,
“Jeannette, why do you take such a
useless weapon into tho ranks?’*
“Well,” she said, “I can show at least
which side I am on. ”
NoWi the object of this sermon is to
stir nt least one-fourth of yon to an am
bition for that which my text presents
in blazing vocabulary—namely, a pas
sion for souls. To prove that it is pos
sible to hnvo much of that spirit, I bring
tho consecration of 2,fh)Q foreign mis
sionaries. It is usually estimated that
there are at least 8,000 missionaries. I
make a liberal allowance and admit
there may bo 10 bad missionaries out of
the 8,000, but I do not believe there is
one. All English and American mer
chants leave Bombay, Calcutta, Amoy
and Poking as soon us they make their
fortunes. Why? Because no European
or American in his senses would stay
in that climate after monetary induce
ments have ceased. Now, the mission
aries them aro put down on the barest
necessities, and most of them do not
lay up |1 in 20 years, Why, then, do
they stay in those lands of intoloiable
heat and cobras and raging fevers, the
thermometer sometimes playing at 180
and 140 degrees of oppressiveness, 19,-
000 miles from home, because of tho
unhealthy climate and tho prevailing
immoralities of those regions com pel led
to send their children to England or
Bcotland or America, probably never to
see them again? O blcssi d Christ 1 Can
it be anything but a passion for souls?
It is easy to understand all this frequent
depreriation of foreign missionaries
when you know that they are all oppos
ed to the opium traffic, and that inter
feres with cnuiiucrrc, and then the mis-
siouurioa aro moral, and that is an of
fense to many of tho merchants—not
all of them, but many of them—who,
absent from all home restraint, aro so
immoral that we can make only faint
allusion to the monstrosity of their
abominations. Oh, I would like to bout
the gate of heaven when those mission-
lines g,> in, to see how they will have
tho pick ct coronets and thrones and
mansions on the best streets of heaven.
We who have had r«<!y pulpits and lov
ing congregations, cmeriug heaven will,
in my opinion, have to take our turn
and wait for the Christian workers
Who, amid physical sufferings and men
tal privation and environment of squa
lor, have done their work, and on tho
principle that in proportion as ono has
hern self sacrificing mid suffering for
Christ’s sake on earth will be their ce
lestial preferment.
Four Anne lloleyn.
Who is that young woman on tho
worst street in Washington, Ncv/ York
or London, Bible in hum! and a little
package in which are small vials of
mtiliciucs, and another bundle in which
are biscuits? How dare she risk hirst If
among those “roughs,” and where is
she going? Bhc is one of the queens of
heaven, limiting up tho sick and hun
gry, and before night she will have read
Christ’s “Let not your heart be trou
bled” in eight or ten places and count
ed out from those vials tho right num
ber of drops to ease pain and given food
to n family that would otherwise have
had nothing to cat today and taken tho
measure of a dead child that she may
prepare for it a shroud, her every act of
kindness for the body accompanied with
a benediction for tho soul. You see
nothing but the filthy street along which
she walks and tho rickety stairs up
which she climbs, but she is accom
panied by an unseen cohort of angels
with drawn swords to defend her, and
with garlands twisted for her victories,
all up and down the tenement house
districts. I tell you there was not so
much excitement when Anne Boleyn,
on her way to her coronation, found tho
Thames stirred by 50 gilded barges,
with brilliant flags, iu which hung
small bells, rung Ly each motion of the
wind, noblemen standing in scarlet,
and wharf spread with cloth o£ gold,
and ail the gateways surmounted by
huzzaing admirers, and the streets
hung with crimson velvet, and trumpets
and cannons sounding the jubilee, and
Anne, dressed in snreoat cf silver tis
sue, and brow gleaming with a circlet
of rubies, and amid fountains that
poured Rhenish wine, passed on to
Westminster hall and rode in on a ca
parisoned palfrey, its hoofs clattering on
the classic floor, and, dismounting, pass
ed into Westminster abbey, and, be
tween tho choir and high altar, was
crowned queen amido rguns and choirs
chanting the “Te Dcum”—I say there
was not much in all that glory which
dazzles tho eyes cf history when it is
compared with the heavenly reception
which that ministering spirit if tho
buck alley shall receive whi n she goes
up to coronation. When she goes iu,
what welcome on the river of life, its
hanks of pearl lined with splendors se
raphic, and iu temples of eternal wor
ship, whoso music is commanded by
swing of archangelic scepter, and before
thrones where sit those who have reign
ed a thousand years, but have just be- '
gun their dominion. Boor Anne Boleyn
in two years after that pageant lost life
and threno by one tdroko of headsman, ,
but those Who on earth have a divine !
passion for souls shall never lose their j
thrones. “They shall reign forever and I
ever. ’ ’
But aft(f all, tho best way to culti
vate fhat divine passion for souls is to j
work for their salvation. Under God i
save one, and you will want right away
to khyq two. Bavo two, and you will I
want to save 10. Bare 10, and yon will 1
want to save 20. Save 80, and you will
want to save 100. Buve 100, and you
will want to save everybody. And what
is the use of talking about it, when tho
place to begin is hero and the time is
now? And while you pray I will in ono
minute tell all there is cf it: Full par
don for the worst muu on earth, if ho
will believe in Christ, whoso blood can
instantly wash away the foulest crimes.
Full comfort lor tho most harrowing
distress that ever crushed a human be
ing. At your first moment of belief, a
process by which the whole universe of
God will turn clear around for your
eternal advantage. For the me^ asking,
if tho asking bo in ^arufst and you
throw everything intpthat asking, com
plete solace apd helpfulness for tho few’
years of this life, and then a wide open
heaven, which you cun reach iu less
time than it takes me to pronounce that
imperial word, flashing with all the joy
that an infinite God knows how to bi-
stow’—licaven.
Tbe Gospel Diviuo.
In this world God pever does his best.
He can hang on the horizon grander
pioruings than have ever yet been kin
dled and rainbow tho sky with richer
colors than hnvo ever been arched and
attune the oceans to more majestic dox-
ologics than have ever yet been attuned,
but as near as I can tell, and I speak it
reverently, heaven is tho place where
God has done his best. He can build no
greater joys, lift no mightier splendors,
roll no loftier anthems, march no mora
imposing processions, build no greater
palaces and spread out and iuterjoin
and wave no wore transporting mag
nificence, I think heaven is tho best
heaven God can construct, and it is all
yours for tho serious asking. How do
you like tho offer? Do you really think
it is worth accepting? If so, pray for it.
Get not up from that pew where you
are sitting, nor move one inch from
where you are standing, before you get
a full title for it, written iu the blood
of tho Bon of God, who would have all
mi u come to life present and life over-
lasting.
If yon have been iu military life, you
know what soldiers call tho “long
roll.” All the drums beat it because
tho enemy is approaching, and all tho
troops mast immediately get into lino.
What scurrying around tho camp ai)^
putting of tho arms through tin' ytrups
of tho knapsack and saying '“Uoodby!“
to comrades you may never meet again l
Homo of you Germans or Frenchmen
may have heard that long roll just be
fore Sedan. Some of you Italians may
have heard that long roil just before
Bergamo, bomo of you northern and
southern men may Imvn | raid it just
before the battlei f ti e Wilderness. You
know i:s stirring and rohmn meaning,
and so I sound the be g roll today. I
beat this old gripel einni that has for
centuries been calling thousands to take
their placer, in lino for this battle, on
one side of whi'!i are ail tho forces
beatific and i n the i‘her side all tho
force demon i;o. Hire tie long roll call:
“Who is on the Lord's side?” “Quit
yourse lves like men. ” In solemn col
umn march fer God and beppiness and
heaven. Bo glad am I that I do net have
to “wish myself ncrnmil” and throw
away my heaven that you may win your
heaven, but that wc may have a whole
conviutiou of l eavens—heaven added
to hiaven. Leaven built on heaven—and
while 1 dwillupon the theme I begin
to experience in my own poor self that
which I tnLoto Le ‘oxncthing like a pas
sion for soula And now unto God, the
only wise, the only good, the only great,
bo glory forever! Amen!
Deaf
From Catarrh.
The sufferer from catarrh, perhaps,
meets with more discouragement in
seeking a cure than those afflicted
with all other ailments. After ex
hausting the skill of the best physi
cians, and inhaling various mixtures,
paying out large sums for doctors’
fees and medicines, he finds himself
either as bad off as at first or a great
deal worse.
The cause of this is easily explained.
The disease is in the blood, and only a
real blood remedy can possibly have
any effect upon it. The doctors being
unable, with their stereotyped reme
dies of potash and mercury, to cure
diseases of the blood, direct their
efforts toward treating the symp
toms of the disc ise, and ignoring its
cause. The inhaling of various sprays,
and use of washes, etc., is but a su
perficial and temporary treatment,
and cannot possibly effect a cure.
TIRED MOTHERS find help
■ in HixmI’h Sarsnpni ilhi, which gives
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K. H. TURNER,
(1GNERAL SOUTHERN AGENT,
No. II N. Ilroad fit., Ihtily Keeord liuilding,
ATLANTA. HA. itA LTI MOKE. Ml).
Nat’l I nion Puilding, No. !M| K. Main St.
WASHINGTON. i>. l\ Kll liMoNli. VA.
Mrs. Josephine Pomhi.i..
Mrs. Josephine Polhill, of Due West,
B, C., was for years a sufferer from
this distressing complaint, and has
learned by experience its tortures.
She says:
“For years I was the victim of the
worst case of catarrh that I ever
heard of. I was treated by several
doctors, and took numerous medicines
claiming to cure the disease, but in
stead of being benefitted my condi
tion grew worse steadily.
“The trouble became so deep-seated
that I was entirely deaf in one ear.
It is difficult to describe my condition,
but some idea of the ravages of the
disease can be obtained when I state
that all the inside of my nose, includ
ing part of the bone sloughed off. It
can be readily understood how offen
sive all this was, and how unbearable
my condition became. When the
disease had gone this far the physi
cian gave me up as incurable, and
told me I would never be any better.
“Reading of many similar cases be
ing cured by S. S. B., I determined to
try it as a last resort. I soon discov
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had been wrong, as the disease was in
the blood, and only a blood remedy
could cure it. I began to improve at
01196, and grew better as I continued
to, take S. S. S. It seemed to get at
the seat of the disease, and after a
few weeks’ treatment I was entirely
cured, and for more than seven years
have had no sign of tho disease.”
Catarrh is one of the deep-seated
blood diseases, and only a thorough
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and cures Catarrh, Cancer, Conta
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Books on blood and skin diseases
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Swift Specific Co., Atlanta, Ga.
J. E. WEBSTER,
A.ttoruejy'-iVt- Ivsvwj
Gaffney City, S. C.
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Monumental Works.
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No. 235, W. Trade St.,
Charlotte, N. C.
T. L. ELLIOT.
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