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THE WEEKLY LEDGER; GAFFNEY, S. DECEMBER 20, 1895. CHRISTMAS SERMON. REV. DR. TALMAGE ON THE BIRTH OF CHRIST. Horn In Want—What the World NreiU Mont—Th* Nativity th« Offirndor’a Hope. Merry With tho Thought of Sin. Kor- Washington Dee. 23.—In his sermon today Dr. TaImage chose tho universal theme of tho season—tho Christmastido. Tho text selected was, “Now when Je sus was born in Bethlehem,” Matthew ii, 1. At midnight from one of the galler ies of tho sky a chant broke. To an or dinary observer thoro was no reason for such a celestial demonstration. A poor man and wife—travelers, Joseph and Mary by name—had lodged in an out- honse of an unimportant village. The supreme hour of solemnity had passed, and upon tho pallid forehead and cheek of Mary, God had set the dignity, the grandeur, the tenderness, tho overlast ing and divine significance of mother hood. But such scenes had often occurred in Bethlehem, yet never before had a star been unfixed or bad a baton of light marshaled over the hills winged orches tra. If there had been such brilliant and mighty recognition at an advent in the house of Pharaoh, or at an advent in the house of Caesar, or the house of Hapsburg, or tho house of Stuart, wo would not so much have wondered; but a barn seems too poor a center for such delicate and archangeli; circumference. The stage seems too small for so great an act, the music too grand for such unappreciative auditors, the window of the stable too rude to be serenaded by other worlds. A Humble Birth. It is my joy to tell you what was born that night in the village barn, and as I want to make my discourse cumu lative and climacteric I begin in the first place by tolling you that that night in tho Bethlehem manger was born en couragement for all the poorly started. Ho had only two friends—they his par ents. No satin lined cradle, no delicate attentions, but straw and the cattle and the coarse joke and banter of the camel drivers. No wonder the mediaeval painters represent the oxen as kneeling before the infant Jesus, for there wero no men there at that time to worship. From the depths of that poverty he rose until today ho is honored in all Chris tendom and sits on tho imperial throne in heaven. What name is mightiest today in Christendom? Jesus. Who has more friends on earth than any other being? Jesus. Before whom do the most thou sands kneel in chapel and church and cathedral this hour? Jesus. From what depths of jioverty to what height of re nown ! And so let all those who are poorly started remember that they can not bo more poorly born or more disad vantageous^ than this Christ. Let them look up to his example while they have time and eternity to imitate it. Do you know that the vast majority of the world’s deliverers had barulike birthplaces? Luther, the emancipator of religion, bom among the mines. Shakespeare, the emancipator of litera ture, born in a humble homo at Strat- ford-ou-Avou. Columbus, the discover er of a world, born in poverty at Genoa. Hogarth, the discoverer of how to make art accumulative and administrative of virtue, born in a humble home in Westmorland. Kitto and Prideaux, whose keys unlocked new apartments in the holy Scriptures which had never been entered, born in want. Yes, I have to tell you that nine out of ten of the world’s deliverers were born in want. I stir your holy ambitious today, and I want to tell you, although the whole world may be opposed to you, and in side and outside of your occupations or professions thoro may be those who would hinder your ascent, on your side and enlisted in your behalf are the sym pathetic heart and the almighty arm of one who one Christmas night about 1,895 years ago was wrapped in swaddling clothes and laid in a manger. Oh, what magnificent encouragement for tho poor ly started! Good Will To Men. Again, I have to tell you that in that village barn that night was bom good will to men, whether yon call it kind ness or forbearance or forgiveness or geniality or affection or love. It was no sport of high heaven to send its fa vorite to that humiliation. It was sacri fice for a rebellious world. After the ca lamity in paradise not only did tho ox begin to gore, t aud the adder testing, and tho elephant to smite with his tusk, and tho lion to put to bad use tooth and paw, but under the very tree from which the forbidden fruit was plucked were hatched out war and revenge and malico and envy and jealousy and tho whole brood of cockatrices. But against that scene I set the Beth lehem manger, which says, “Bless rath er than corse, endure rather than as sault,” and that Christmas night puts out vindictiveness. It says, “{Sheathe your sword, dismount your guns, dis mantle your batteries, turn the warship Constellation that carries shot and shell into a gruinship to take food to famishing Ireland, hook your cavalry huieen to tho plow, use your deadly gun powder in blasting rocks and in patriot ic celebration, stop your lawsuits, quit writing anonymous letters, extract the sting from your sarcasm, let your wit coruscate but never bum, drop all the hoish words out of your vocabulary— ‘Good will to men.’ ” “Oh,” you say, “I can’t exercise it; 1 won’t exercise it until they apologize; I won’t forgive them until they ask me to forgive them. ” Yon are no Christian then—Isay yon are no Christian, or yon are a very inconsistent Christian. If you forgive not men their trespasses, how can you expect yonr heavenly Fa ther to forgive yon? Forgive them if they ask your forgiveness and forgive them anyhow. Shake hands all around. "Good will to men.” O my Lord Jesus, drop that spirit into all our hearts this Christmas time. I tell you what tho world wants more than anything else—more helping hands, morn sympathetic hearts, more kind words that never die, m< re disposition to gito other people a ride, and to carry tho heavy end of tho load and give oth er people tho light end, and to ascribe good motives instead of bad, and to find onr happiness in making others happy. Ont of that Bethlehem crib let the bear and the lion eat straw like tho ox. “Goodwill to men. ” That principle will yet settle all controversies, and un der it the world will keep on improving until there will bo only two antagonists in all the earth, and they will side by side take the jubilant sleigh ride inti mated by the propBet when he said, “Holiness shall bo on the bells of the horses. ” Union With Other World*. Again, I remark that born that Christ mas night in the village barn was sym pathetic union with other worlds. From that supernatural grouping of the cloud banks over Bethlehem, and from the special trains that ran down to the scene I find that onr world is beautifully and gloriously and magnificently surround ed The meteors are with us, for ouo of them ran to point down to the birth place. The heavens are with us, because at tho thought of our redemption they roll hosannas out of the midnight sky. Oh. yes. I do not know but our world may bo better surrounded than we have sometimes imagined, and when a child is born, angels bring it, and when it dies, angels take it, and when an old man bends under the weight of years, angels uphold him, and when a heart breaks, angels suotlio it. Angels in the hospital to take care of the sick. Angels in the cemetery to watch our dead. Angels in the church ready to fly heav enward with the news of repentant souls. Angels above the world. Angels under the world. Angels all around tho world. Rub the dust of human imperfections out of your eyes, and look into the heav ens and see angels of pity, angels of mercy, angels of pardon, angels of help, angels crowned, angels charioted. The world defended by angels, girdled by angels, cohorted by angels—clouds of angels. Hear David cry out: “The char iots of God are 20,000. Even thousands of angois. ” But the mightiest angel stood not that night in tiie clouds over Bethlehem; tho mightiest angel that night Jay tiir.oiig the cattle—the angel of the new covenant. As tiie clean white linen was being wrapped around the little, form of that child emperor, net a cherub, not a ser aph, nut an angel, not a world but wept and thrilled and shouted. Oh. yes, our world has plenty of sympathizers! Our world is only a silver rung of a groat ladder at the top of which is our Fa ther’s hou.-c. No more stellar solitari ness for our world, no other friendless planets spun out into space to freeze, but a world in the bosom of divine ma ternity. A star harnessed to a manger. The Offender’* Hope. Again, I remark that that night born in that village barn was tho offender’s hope. Some sernmnizers may say I ought to have projecti d this thought at tho beginning of the sermon. Oh, no! I wanted you to rise toward it. I wanted you to examine the eameliaus and the jaspers and tho crystals before I showed , you tho Kohinoor—the crown jewel of the ages. Oh, that jewel had a very poor setting! Tho cub of hear is born amid the grabd old pillars of the forest, the whelp of lion takes its first step from the jungle of luxuriant leaf and wild flower, the kid of goat is born in cavern chandeliercd with stalactite and pillar ed with stalagmite. Christ was horn in | a bare barn. Yet that nativity was the offender’s I hope. Over the door of heaven are writ- j ten these words, “None but the sinless ; may enter hero.” “Oh, horror,” yon ; say, “that shuts us all out!” No. Christ entno to the world in ouo door, ' and ho departed through another door. | Ho came through the door of the man ger, and ho departed through the door of tho srpulchcr, and his ouo business was so to wash away our sin that after ; we are dead there will be no more sin about us than about the eternal God. I know that is putting it strongly, but that is what I understand by full remis sion. All erased, all washed away, all scoured out, all gone. That undergir- dling and overarching and irradiating and imparadising possibility for yon, anti for me, and for the whole race, that j was given that Christmas night. ! Do you wonder we bring flow’ers to day to celebrate such an event ? Do yon wonder that we take organ and youth ful voice and queenly soloist to cele brate it? Do you wonder that Raphael and Rubens and Titian and Giotto and Ghirlaudujo and all the old Italian and German painters gave tho mightiest stroke of their genius to sketch the Ma- j donna, Mary, and her boy? j Oh! now I see what tho manger was. Not so high the gilded and jeweled and embroidered cradle of tho Heurys of England, or the Louis of France, or the Fredericks of Prussia. Now I find ont that that Bethlehem crib fed not so much the oxen jf tho stall as the white horses of Apocalyptic vision. Now I find the swaddling clothes enlarging and emblazoning into an imperial robe for a conqueror. Now I find that the star of that Christmas night was only the diamonded caudal of him who hath the moon under his feet. Now I come to understand that the music of that night was not a completed song, but only the stringing of the instruments for a great chorus of two worlds, (he bass to be carried by earthly nations saved, and the soprano by kingdoms of glory won. Oh, heaven, licaven,‘ heaven! 1 shall meet you there. After all onr imperfec tions are gone 1-shall meet you there. 1 look out today, through the mists of years, through the fog that rises from the cold Jordan, through the wide open door of solid pearl to that reunion. I expect to see you there as certainly as I see yon here. What a lime we shall have in hiuh converse, talking over liui pardoned and sorrows comforted and battles triumphant t Some of your children have already gone, and though people passing along the street and seeing white crape on the doorbell may have said, “It is only a child,” yet when tho broken hearted father came to solicit my service, he said, “Come aronudaud comfort us, for we loved her so much. ” Sin* Forgiven. What a'Christmas morning it will make when those with whom yon used to keep the holidays are all around you in heaven l Silver haired old fathci young again, and mother who had sc many aches and pains and decrepitudes well again, and all yonr brothers and sisters and the littlo ours. How glad they will be to see you! They have been waiting. Tho last time they saw yom face it was covered with tears and dis tress, and pallid from long watching, and one of them I cun imagine today, with one band holding fust tho shining gate, and the other hand swung out to ward you, saying: “Steer this way, father, steer straight for me. Here safe in heaven I am waiting fur thee.” Oh, those Bethlehem angels, when they went back after the concert that night over the hills, forgot to shut the door! All the secret is out. No more use of trying to hide from ns the glories to come. It is too late to shut the gate. It is blocked wide open with hosannas marching this way, and halleluiahs marching that way. In the splendor of .the anticipation I feel as if I was dying —not physically, for I never was more well—but in the transport of tho Christ mas transfiguration. What almost unmans mo is tho thought that it is provided for such sinners as you and I have been. If it had been pro vided only for those who had always thought right and spoken right and acted right, yon and I would have had no interest in it, hud no share in it; you and I would have stuck to the raft midocean, and lot tho ship sail by carrying perfect passen gers from a perfect life on earth to a perfect life in heaven. But I have heard the commander of that ship is tho same great and glorious and sympathetic one who hushed the tempest around tho boat on Galilee, and I have heard that all tho passengers on tho ship are sinners saved by grace. And so wo hail tho ship, and it hears down this way, and we come by the side of it and ask the captain two questions, “Who arothon?” and “Whence?” And ho says, “I am cap tain of {Salvation, and I am from tho manger.” Oh. bright Christmas morn ing of my soul’s delight! Chimo all tho bells. Merry Christ mas! Merry with the thought of sins for given, merrj with the idea of sorrows comforted, merry with the raptures to come. Oh, lift that Christ from tho manger and lay him down in all our hearts! Wo may not bring to him as costly a present as the magi brought, but wo bring to his feet and to tho man ger today the frankincense of our joy, the prostration of our worship. Down at his feet all churches, all ages, all earth, all heaven. Down at his feet (he four and twenty elders on their faces. Down the “great multitude that no man can number. ” Down Michael, tho archangel! Down all worlds at his feet and worship. “Glory to God in tho highest, and on earth peace, good will to men!” This Cabman Should Ho In a Museum. He had been carrying a passenger around town in his cab all the after noon, with frequent stops, at each of vihich (ho “fare” made an ineffectual attempt (o qnench his abnormal thirst, and he was not too sober when ho en gaged the cab. Finally the driver came to tho down town hotel where the man was slopping, and with tho aid of the cabman the passenger went to his room. Then he wanted to buy drinks for him self and tho driver. “Excuse me,” said tho driver, “but I don’t want a drink, and I don’t be lieve yon do, either.” Tho passenger insisted until the driver rang the bell and ordered soda for his customer. Then tho inebriate individual pnlled a roll of bills from his pocket and told the driver to take his faro oat of that. The driver refused, and told the man he wanted only $:]. With a swing of his arm tho drunken man scattered the bills around the room with the reply: “There, take your $3.” The driver rung the bell and called for a boy. When the bellboy entered, ;he driver told him to pick up tho mon ey and give him $3. The boy did so and handed the drunken man the roll, in which was |230. Tho drunken man apologized and banded the driver a bill, telling him that was for himself. The driver called on the boy to witness the transaction, went ont with the bellboy, tnrned the key in tho lock, left the key at tho office and went back to his team (20 richer than when he went into the hotel.—Boston Herald. A BOY HERC. Be Kept HI* I’roniise, Though It C’ont Hit*. Hi* Life. Tho Confederate Veteran is engaged in a noble work in its effort to have a monument erected to tho young hero Sam Davis, who died the death of a spy rather than betray a secret that would have saved his Mo, but doomed auolher to tho same death. Sam Davis was a tpo • cial agent for General Bragg, and ho had obtained valuable information giv en him in confidence and on the prom ise that he would never betray tho eonreo of his information. He was not a spy, for wo believe ho wore his Confed erate gray when captured, but the pa pers on bis person showed that ho had from some one obtained secret informa tion. His life and a safe escort into tho Confederate lines wero promised him if he would give the name of tho informer, but ho chose to die instead. He was but a boy, and the temptation must have been powerful. But he was a hero. No marble shaft or statue in bronze towers above the dust of a nobler life than that of tho fair haired stripling who kept hitf faith and his honor and died rather than break u promise. If monuments are to be built, it is better to build them in commemoration of a noble character and a simple life true to the last breath to a knightly standard of honor than to genius or to brilliant achievements. There is a les son for the humblest as well as the highest in tho martyrdom of Sam Davis. Every man cannot be a genius. Only the highly favored few can win renown by great deeds. Sam Davis was not of these. His title to tho admiratn n of his countrymen rests in a simple, steadfast, unwavering devotion to duty and to a principle of honor. It is a chaiacter to which the common soldier in life’s bat tle may attain. The youth of the land cannot copy tho mighty g' nius of Lee, but they may be taught to love truth and honor, tube faithful even unto cieuth like {jam Davis. Raise him a monument—a monument to the you) . hero of tho iv.nniKjn people —that will hold aloft the lesson of his glorious martyrdom—that will teach tho proud and the haughty that even among tho Immbloand the obscure (lure are hearts (if gold and souls of in n to sufiir and endure.—Memphis Commer cial Ap-poul. HONEST FAILUHES. What Ska!! I Do? London'* Law About Wreath*. Possibly there is not a day that passes in Paris bnt that some wreath or trivial floral tribute is placed on the statue of the dead and remembered of France. What, we wonder, would the Parisian journals say if a Frenchman or a French woman bad been treated in the way de scribed by a correspondent? He writes: “A few friends and myself collected a small sum of money and purchased a j handsome wreath, to which a card was I attached, 'In Memory of Nelson. ’ This wreath I sent by my servant, instruct ing him to place the same on or at the foot of the Nelson column, in Trafalgar | square. The police constable on duty ] compelled my messenger to take the wreath down again, because he bad ‘not obtained the sanction of the board of works to place a wreath on the monu ment’ ”—Galignani’s Messenger. A Remanerstlve Organ. One—That man has made a fortune with bis voice. Totber—Is he inch a fine singer aa that? One—No. Auctioneer.—Detroit Tree Pmh. royal Tr-rth. It i.-5 bxrdly s; j mien f< r ling- la 1 "!'.' it.;uro king, t 11 Pr t > Ed ward i ! V u. t‘. :;! lit.' i app nivumt ofii.’a< y niatlo to the h-m vi'>bl or his ro;.;.: !..g!ines.s should be n d. ntist. Yet snch is tho case. Tho !. !> fellow is hit g a good deal of troubin teeth.ug, and acedrdingly one of the i.i- test i.;iucs of The Go\eminent tty announces tho appuintm at of :t clever young dentist as “dental surgiu a in ordinary to his royal higlinc Prni'-o Ed waul of York. ” in eour.-o of time he will be provided, through the columns of the official gazette, with a governor, a contr; Her, equen ie.;, lords and gentle men in watting, grooms of the stole, and chaplains, besides physicians and private seen levies. But the dignitary win sc ap pointment will outstrip all others in priority, if not in importance and rank, is that of the young dentist. T(.e:!i uic becoming more and more an important consideration in the reigning fun; dies of Europe. Thus tho royal house t i {Sweden keeps a dentist busy all the time, owing to the fact of all their teeth being bad, •whilo the molars of the reigning home of .hum arc oxcrnciatingiy bad, Don Carlos in particular havii::: been a perfect martyr with his teeth until ho had them replaced by artificial grinders. In fact, there is not at single royal house in Europe that onn boast of good teeth, and for this reason dentists play so im- portant a rolo in their existence that it is difficult to realize that a century ago even royal teeth wore attenued to by barbers.—Chicago Record. Lion* Bolder Tlmn Tigers. The lion does not appear to possess tho wariness of a tiger. Ho will dash into a tied up bait in the most head strong manner, heedless of tho hunter seated behind a screen of bushes, whose presence, with his keen powers of smell, he cannot fail to detect. From what I have heard and seen of his habits I should say he was a bolder animal than the tiger, but by that I do not mean a more dangerous one. In one respect per haps he is less dangerous than cither tiger or panther, for I am inclined to think that it is not somnch his habit to feed on putrid flesh as cither of tho two latter and consequently he does not kill by blood poisoning after manling his foe so often its tho others do. Of late years, since Africa has become more accessible to sportsmen, one hears frequently of lions getting the best of it and leaving their adversaries fairly well mangled, bnt in nearly all the cases I have heard of, the manled man recovers, whereas in India as surely as tho hot season and its accompaniment, tiger shooting, come around tiger and panther score several deaths, usually by blood poisoning con sequent to a mauling received from one of thd two.—{Scribner’s. “Murtlierin” Work. In a small country town in S<nith Wales, in the days before the gaslight- er’s torch replace the more cumbersome ladder, a son of Erin was engaged to extinguish the public lamps, for which he was to receive 1 shilling a night. Accordingly, at 11 o’clock the next night, he sallied forth, ladder on shoul der. A few miuntes later the attention of some passersby was attracted by tho nnnsnal spectacle of a man on a ladder, his head thrust as far as it would go into the lantern of a public lump, and bis cheeks inflated, vainly endeavoring to blow ont the gaslight. Half an hour later the irate Hibernian again appeared at the gasworks, and on being asked for an explanation of hii early return he replied: “Och, bedad, it’s murtherin work. Aim not guiu to blow me inside ont for ft abillxng a night. ’’—Strand Magazinft REV. MADISON C. PETERS ON FRAUD- | ULENT BANKRUPTCY. It Is More Honorable i or Some Men to Fail Than For Others to Snereeil—Gio- No Quarter to Crime Let .’ri .on Doors Open to the Guilty. In his evening sermon on Sept. 22 Rev. Madison C. Peters spoke on the | rascality of failures. IIu said in part: It has become a proverb, “He who never fails will never grow rich. ” It is but just to say that while there is much dishonest rascality in tho majority of onr failures, there is occasionally an iu- ' stance of honest misfortune. In that ! great day when the books shall be open ed it will be found that men have griev ously erred in judging of the honesty of Others. Many who have had the stigma of dishonesty lixed upon them were by misfortune disabled from paying their just debts and will stand acquitted by that Judge who knows all the facts. It is more honorable tor some men to fail than it is for other, to succeed This city is full of men who have found it easier to rob by bankruptcy than by bur glary. Strange to say, a man will be treated in proportion as his fall was se vere. {Smash on a small scale, and the world will kick you. Smash on a grand scale, and the world will feel honored by being kicked by you. We have no re spect for a failure that 1 s not “Napole onic.” These men would rath- r he cun sidcred km.vts than fool:. We need a public opinion which will put stripes on defaulters. Once in awhile shoe high toned scoundrels are condemned, if the case was too m toriuai ly flagrant, but the officers must take tiie fastest express train and hurry to Fing .Sing in the briefest time, or the governor's pardon gets there before them, if tho devil himself were scut to Sing Sing, I be lievo there would be found soft hearted women and softer headed men who would petition tho governor for clem eucy. Make hard limes h r defaulters and dishonest bankrupts, and there will bo no more for the people. We have been putting premiums on crime, crying virtually that it is a safe thing to be a big thief. It is a disgrace to our public authorities that men notorious for finan cial criminality walk the streets of our city unwhipped of justice, and with a proud, (letiant look seem to say: “Well, I have got the money V.'la.; are you to do about it?” Do about it? I would brand upon tin ir brows the, unmistaka ble word •‘Scm.iuln l!” 1 would likeaii men to point at them the linger of scorn, crying with a loud voice. “Stop thief!’ Let crime be given no quarter. Let the prison doors be opened to tho guilty, uo matter what family connections the.' may have. High social standing only aggiaval; their guilt. There have lx on so many calls for a poem Rev. Madison C. Peters, D D., quoted in a recent sermon to young men, preached in the Asbury Park auditorium, that we ir rowith produce it. The lines were writ ecu by a convict in the Illinois stale prison: It's curious, isn’t it, Hilly, Tin' ehuUKcH that t\v« lv«s mouths may brhiK'r Last year I was at f-ara.ova, Ah happy and rich as a kin;;. I \\i„i taking in pool.-, on • V races, • And fecinsi the waiter with “ton,” And sippini: n.iat juh ; . , y twilight And today 1 am hero in the “pen.” What led !. to do ill What always Leads in' :i to dcstm -tioa and crime? The Jin Ii at .soil, who;.i y . i’vc read of. Has nltcr.-d s aie wh..l in his time. He sp tnis hi ; sul wince ; . freely As the Uibheal 1 e »'.v « I' old. But when ii is gone ■ fund's The husks will Vurn into gold. Thy old, old story, Bid^, Of pleasure.-; that en i m tears, Tho froth that foams f< r an hour, Thu dregs that arc tasted for years. Last night as 1 sat hero and pondered On tho end of my evil ways There arose, like a phantom before me. The visions of boyhood days. 1 thought of my old home, Billy, Of the schoolhouso that stood on the lull Of tho brook that flowed through tho meadow I can e’en hear its music still Again I thought of my mother, Of the mother who taught mo to pray. Whose love was a precious treasure That I needlessly east away. I saw again in my visions Tho fresh lipped, cureless boy, To whom the future was boundless And tho world but a mighty toy. I thought of all this as 1 sat hero, Of my ruined and wasted life. And the pangs of remorse were bitter. They pierced my heart liku a knife. It tuki s some courage, Billy, To laugh in the faco of fate, When tho young ambitious of manhood Are blasted at twenty-eight. A Laxative Diet. For a laxative diet Mrs. Rorer recom mends, first of all, an abundant use of fats. If bread is used, it should bo wholewheat bread, with a goodly quan tity of butter. Masticate it thoroughly. At least once, and better twice a day, take lettuce or cress or tomatoes, with plenty of oil and very littlo acid, the acid used be ug lemon juice, and not vinegar. Eat also a little fat with meat and masticate thoroughly. Tea should not be used, and just before taking cof fee drink at least half a glass of cold, not ice, water. Take a half pint of wa ter tho first thing in the morning and the same quantity before retiring. Do not eat sweets, bnt fruit may no taken, and a few nuts—peanuts, well roasted, in moderation, Brazil uuis, or about six almonds—at the close of the dinner. Avoid cake and pastry. Use an abun dance of green vegetables, and have petti toes baked, never fried. Boiled rice is a gootl substitute. Do not drink milk at mealtime—preferably not at all whilo taking tho diet. Steamed figs may be used at least once u day, and stewed cherries, prunes, ripe peaches or grapes without the seeds are all admissible. It the earnest, almc i agonizing cry ot weak, tired, nervous v. omen, and crowded, overworked, struggling men. Slight dif- lici:i;i< .5, ordinary enrej. household work or daily labor, mrg iify themselves into seemingly impassable mountains. This is simply because the nerves ar* weak, the bodily organs debilitated, and they do not Take proper nourishment. Feed tho nerves, organs ami tissues on rich red blood, and how soon the glow of health comes to the p<ale firmness to tho unsteady hand.. GL.vngth to tho faltering limb. l- K Til cod's o . r? ^ t ; - . K «-*. hjj ;• L oariHa I - , Ualires and enriches the blood . ...n ; tho beat friend to unfortunate 1 « V.. Bo sure to get Hood’s and on ly Hood’s. All druggists. $1; six for ?5. r rstKc tho after-dinner pill and 2 fO<-»Li is i lilS «amiiy cathartic. rUc. At the Money Chengrer’*. Lieutenant—What! You demand 16 per cent interest for three mouths? Don’t you blush to own tho fact? Banker—I change money. Color— never!—Mosaonal d’Amiens. 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