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THE LEDGER: GAFFNEY, S. C., SEPTEMBER I, 1898. f MAN’S DIVINE ORIGIN. CHRISTIANITY THE ONLY IMPROVING FORCE. RADICAL Dr. Talinago AAvocalc* a Christian Kvo- lutlcu In Contradiction of an Intldc! Involution—Out of Mortality Into Glo rious Immortality. JCopyright, 1898, bv American Prcas Asso ciation.] Washington, Aug. 28.—Dr. Tal- mago iu this discourse advocates a Chris tian evolution in contradiction to an infidel evolution and declares that the only radically improving force in tho world is Christianity; text, Romans i, 22, 28, “Professing themselves to bo wise, they became fools and changed the glory of the uncorruptible God into an image made like to corruptible man and to birds and four footed beasts and creeping things.’’ This is a full length portrait of an evolutionist who substitutes the bestial origin for the divine origin. I showed you last week that evolution was con tradicted by the Bible, by science, by observation and by common sense; that the Bible account of the creation cf man and of brute and of the world and the evolutionist’s account collided with each other as certainly as two express trains going in opposite directions at 00 miles the hour, their locomotives meeting on the same track. I showed that all tho evolution scientists, with out any exception, were pronounced in fidels; that evolution was a heathenism thousands of years old; that such men as Agassiz and Hugh Miller and Farm- day and Dawson and Dana had for that doctrine of evolution unlimited con tempt. I showed you that their favorite theory of the “survival of the fittest” was an absurdity and an untruth, and that natural evolution was always downward and never upward, and that there had never been any improvement for man or beast or world except through the direct or indirect influence of our glorious Christianity. And in the closing part of that sermon I told you I was not a pessimist, but an opti mist, that instead of it being 11 o’clock at night it is half past 5 in tho morn ing. Now, I go on to tell yon, it seems to me that evolutionists are trying to im press the great masses of tho people with the idea that there is an ancestral line leading from the primal germ on up through tho serpent, and on up through the quadruped, and on up through the gorilla to man. They ad mit that there iu a “missing link,” as they call it, but there iu not a missing link. It is a whole chain gone. Between tho physical construction of tho highest animal and tho physical construction of tho lowest man there is a chasm au wide as the Atlantic ocean. Evolutionists tell us that somewhere iu Central Afri ca or iu Borneo there is a creature half way between tho brute and tho man, and that that creature is tho highest step in the animal ascent and the low est step iu the human creation. Bnt what are tho facts? Tho brain of tho largest gorilla that was ever found is 80 cubic inches, while tho brain of tho most, ignorant man that was ever found is 70. Vast difference between 30 and 70. It needs a bridge of 40 arches to span that gulf. Besides that, there is a difference be tween tho gorilla and tho ruuu—a dif ference of blood globule, a difference cf nerve, a difference of muscle, a differ ence of bone, a difference of sinew. The horse is more like man iu intelligence, the bird is more like him in musical capacity, the mastiff is more like him iu affection. That eulogized beast of which we hear so much, represented on the walls of cities thousands of years ago, is just as complete as it is now, showing that there has not been a parti cle of change. Besides that, if a pair of apes had a man for descendant why would not all the apes have the same kind of descendants? Can it bo that that one favored pair only was honored with human progeny? Besides that, evolution says that as cue species rises to another species the old typo dies off. Ther how is it that there aro whole kingdoms of chimpanzee and gorilla and baboon? luconslstencles of Kvolatiou. The evolutionists have come together and have tried to explain a bird’s wing. Their theory has always been that a faculty of on animal while being devel oped must always be useful and always beneficial, bnt the wing of a bird, in the thousands of years it was being de veloped, so far from being any help must have been a hindrance until it could bo brought into practical use away on down in the ages. Must there not have been au intelligent will some where that formed that wonderful fly ing instrument so that a bird 500 times heavier than tho air can mount it and put gravitation under claw and beak? That wonderful mechanical instrument, tho wing, with between 20 and 30 dif ferent apparati curiously constructed, does it not imply a divine intelligence? Does it not imply a direct act of some outside being? All tho evolutionists iu the world cannot explain a bird's wing or au insect’s wing. So they are confounded by the rattle of the rattlesnake. Ages before that reptile had any enemies this warning weapon was created. Why was it creat ed? When the reptile, far back In the ages, had no enemies, why this warn ing weapon? There must have been a divine intelligence foreseeing and knowing that in ages to come that rep tile wonld have enemies, and then this warning weapon would be brought into use. You see evolution at every step is contradiction or a monstrosity. At every stage of animal life as well as at every stage of human life there is evi dence of direct action of divine will. Besides that it is very evident from another fact that we are au entirely different creation and that there is no i kinship. The animal in a few hours or \ mouths comes to full strength and can A take care of itself. The human race for the first one, two, three, five, ten years in in complete helplessness. The chick just come out of its shell begins to pick up its own food. The dog, the wolf, the lion, soon earn their own livelihood and act for their own defense. The hu man race docs not come to development until 20 or 30 years of age, and by that time tho animals that were born the same year the man was born—tho vast majority of them—have died of old age. This shows there is no kinship, there is no similarity. If we had been born of the beast, we would have bad tho beast’s strength at the start, or it would have had our weakness. Not only dif ferent, but opposite. Darwin admitted that tho dovecot pigeon has not changed iu thousands of years. It is demonstrated over and over again that the lizard on the lowest for mation of rocks was just as complete as the lizard now. It is shown that the ganoid, the first fish, was just as com plete as the sturgeon, another name for the same fish now. Darwin’s entire sys tem is a guess, and Huxley and John Stuart Mill and Tyndall and especial ly Professor Haeckel come to help him iu the guess, and guess about the brute, and guess about man, and guess about worlds; but, as to having one solid foot of ground to stand on, they never have had it and never will have it. I put in opposi tion to these evolutionist theories the inward consciousness that we have no consanguinity with the dog that fawns at our feet, or the spider that crawls on the wall, or the fish that flops in the frying pan, or the crow that swoops on the field carcass, or the swine that wal lows iu the mire. Everybody sees the outrage it would be to put aside the Bible record that Abraham begat Isaac, and Isaac begat Jacob, and Jacob begat Judah, for the record that the micro scopic animalcule begat the tadpole, and the tadpole begat the polliwog, and the polliwog begat the serpent, and the ser pent begat the quadruped, and the quad ruped begat the baboon, and the bab oon begat man. The evolutionists tell us that the apes were originally fond of climbing the trees, but after awhile they lost their prehensile power, and therefore could not climb with any facility, and hence they surrendered monkeydom and set up in business as men. Failures as apes, successes as men. According to the evolutionists, a man is a bankrupt monkey. Divine Origin. I pity the person who in every nerve and muscle and bene and mental fac ulty and spiritual experience does not realize that be is higher in origin and has had a grander ancestry than the beasts which perish. However degraded men and women may be, and though they may have foundered on the rocks of crime and sin, and though we shud der as we pass them, nevertheless there is something within us that tells us they belong to the same ^reat brother hood and sisterhood of our race, and our sympathies are aroused in regard to them. But, gazing upon tho swiftest gazelle, or upon the tropical bird of most flamboyant wing, or upon the curve of grandest courser’s neck, wo feel there is no consanguinity. It is not that we are stronger than they, for the lion with one stroke of his paw oould put us into the dust. It is not that we have better eyesight, fer tho eagle can descry a mole a mile away. It is not that we hre, fleeter of foot, for n roebuck in a God around the premises. God did not make the horse. Tho horse came of the pilobippus, and the pilohippus came from the protohippus, and the protobip- pus came from the miobippus, an the miohippus came from the meshohippuo, and the mesbohippns came from tho orohippns, and so away back, all tho living creatures, wo trace it iu a line until wo get to the moucrou, ami no evidence of divine intermeddling with the creation until you get to the raoue- rou, and that, Huxley says, is of so low a form of life that the probability is *1 just made itself or was the result of spontaneous generation. What a nairow escape from the necessity of having a God. Ah near as I can tell, these evolution ists seem to think that God at the start had not made up his mind as to exactly what he would make, and, having made up his mind partially, he has been changing it all through the ages. I be lieve that God made the world as he wanted to have it, and that the happi ness of all the species will depend upon their staying in the species where they were created. 9 flash is out of sight, just seeming to touch the earth as ho goes. Many of tho animal creation surpassing us in fleetness of foot and ia keenness of nos tril and in strength of limb, but net- withstanding all that there is some thing within us that tells us we are of celestial pedigree. Not of tho mollnsk, not of the rizipod, not of the primal germ, but of the living and omnipotent God. Lineage of the skies. Genealogy of heaven. I toll you plainly that if your father was a muskrat, and your mother an opossum, and your great-aunt u kanga roo, and the toads and tho snapping turtles were your illustrious predeces sors, my father was God. I know it. 1 feel it. It thrills through me with an emphasis and au ecstasy which nil your ai^uments drawn from anthropology and biology and zoology and morology and paleontology and all tho other ologios can never shake. Evolution is one great mystery. It 1 hatches out 50 mysteries, ami the 50 hatch out 1,000, and the 1,000 hatch out 1,000,000. Why, my brother, not admit the one great mystery of God and have that settle all tho other mysteries? I can more easily appreciate tho fact that God by one stroke of his omnip otence could make man than I oould realize how out of 5,000,000 ages be could have evolved one, putting on a little here and a little there. It would have been just as great a miracle for God to have turned an orang outang into a man as to mako a man oat and out—tho one job just us big as tho other. It seems to mo we had better lot God have a little place in our world some where. It seems to me if we cannot have him make all creatures, wo had better have him make two or three. There ought to be some place where he could stay without interfering with tho evolutionists. “No,” says Darwin, and so for years be is trying to raise fantail ed pigeons and to turn these fantail pigeons into some other kind of pigeon or to have them go into something that is not a pigeon—turning them into quail or barnyard fowl or brown thrash er. Bnt pigeon it is, and others have tried with the ox and the dog and the horse, but they staid iu their species. If they attempt to cross over, it is u hybrid, and a hybrid is always sterile and goes into extinction. There has been only one successful attempt to pass over from speechless animal to the articulation of man, and that was the attempt which Balaam witnessed in tho beast that he rode, but au angel of the Lord, with drawn sword, soon stopped that long eared evolutionist. But says some one, “If we cannot have God make a man, let ns have him make a horse.” “Oh, no!” says Hux ley in his great lectures iu New York years ago. No, he does not want any Parliament of Beasta. Once upon a time there was in a nat urnl amphitheater of the forest a con vention of animals, and a gorilla from western Africa came in with his club and pounded “Order!” Tien be sat down in a chair of twisted forest root. The delegation of birds came in and took their position in the galleries of the hills and the tree tops. And a dele gation of reptiles came in, and they took their position in the pit of the val ley. And the tiers of rocks were occu pied by the delegation of intermediate animals, and there was a great aquari um, and a canal loading into it, through which came the monsters of the deep to join the great convention. And on one table of rock there were four or five primal germs under a glass case, and in a cup on another table of rock there was a quantity of protoplasm. Then this gorilla of the African forest with hisclub pounded again, “Order, order!” and then he cried out: “Oh, you great throng of beasts and birds and reptiles and insects, I have called you together to propose that wo move up into the human race and be beasts no longer. Too long already have we been h”nted and caged and harnessed. We shall stand it no longer.” At that speech tho whole convention broke out into roars of enthusiasm like as though there were many menageries being fed by their keepers, and it did seem as if the whole convention would march right up and take possession of the earth and the human race. But an old lion arose, his mane white with many years, and he nttered his voice, and when that old lion uttered his voice all tho other beasts of the forest were still, and he said: “Peace, brothers and sisters of the forest. I think we have been placed in tho spheres for which we were in tended. I think our Creator knew the place that was good for us. ” He could proceed no further, for the whole con vention broke out in an uproar like the house of commons when tho Irish ques tion conies up or the American congress ] the night of adjournment, and tho rep- i tiles hissed with indignation at the i leonine Gambetta, and the frogs croak- j ed their contempt, and the hears growl- \ ed their contempt, and the panthers ! snarled their disgust, and the insects I buzzed and buzzed with excitement, and, j though the gorilla of the African forest i with his clnb pounded, “Order, order,” • there was no order, and there was a ! thrusting out of addtriue sting, and a ! swinging of elephantine tusk, and a stroke of beak, and a swing of claw, un- j til it seemed as if tho convention would be massacred. Just at that moment at the door of this natural amphitheater of the forest the curtain of the leaves lifted, and tho holts and bars of the tree branches were shoved back, and there appeared Agas- l si/, and Audubon and Sillimau and Moses. And Agassiz cried out: “Oh, : you beasts of the forests, I have studied ; your ancestral records and found you , always have been beasts, you always will be beasts. Be contented to be i beasts.” And Audubon aimed his gun | at a baldhi-aded eagle, which dropped from the gallery and as it dropped struck a serpent that was winding ' around one of the pillars to get up higher. And Sillimau threw a rock of the tertiary formation at the mammals, and Moses thundered, “Every beast after its kind, every bird after its kind, every fish after its kind.” And, lo, tho parliament of wild beasts was prorogued and went borne to their constituents, and the bat flew oat into the night, and the lizard slunk under the rock, and the gorilla went back to the jungle, and a hungry wolf passing out ate up the primal germs, and a clumsy buffalo up set the protoplasm, and the lion went to hif lair, and the eagle went to his eyrie, and the whale went to hix palace of crystal and coral, and there was peace—peace in the air, peace in the waters, peace in the fields. Man in his place, the beasts of the earth in their places. Brutalising Tendencies. But, my friends, evolution is not only | infidel and atheistic and aboard; it is brutalizing in its tendencies. If there is anything in the world that will make a man bestial in his habits, it is tho idea that ho was descended from the beast Why, according to the idea of these evolutionists, we are only n su perior kind of cattle, a sort of Alderney among other herds. To bo sure, we browse on better pasture, and we have better stall and better aooommodations, but then we are only Soutbdowns among the great flocks of sheep. Born of a beast to die like a beast, for the evolutionists have no idea of a future world. They say the mind is only a su perior part of the body. They say our thoughts are only molecular formation. They say when the body dies the whole nature dies. The slab of the sepulcher is not a milestone on the journey up ward, but a wall shutting us into eter nal nothingness. We all die alike—the eow, the horse, the sheep, the man, the reptile. Annihilation is the heaven of tho evolutionist. From such a stenchful and damnable doctrine turn away. Comjs re that idea of your origin—an idea filled with the chatter of apes and the hiss of serpents and the croak of frogs—to au idea in one or two stanzas which I quote from an old book of more than Demosthenic or Homeric or Dan- tesque power: “ What is man that thon art mindful of him, and the son of man that thou visitest him? Then hast made him a little lower than the angels and hast crowned him with glory and hon or. Thou modest him to have dominion over the works of thy baud; thou hast put all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen—yea, and the beasts of the field, the fowl of the air and the fish of the sea and whatsoever passeth through tho paths of the seas. O Lord, our Lord, how excellent is thy name iu all tho earth. ” How do you liko that origin? The lion the monarch of the field, the eagle the monarch of the air, behemoth the monarch of the deep, but man monarch of all. Ah, my frionds, I have to say to you that I am not so anxious to know what was my origin as to know as to know what will be my destiny. I do not care so mnch where I came from as where I am going to. I am not so interested in who was my an cestry 10,000,000 years ago as I am to know where I will bo 10,000,000 years from now. I am not so much | interested iu the preface to my cradle as I am interested in the appendix to my grave. I do not care so much about protoplasm as I do about eternasm. Tho “was” is overwhelmed with the “to be.” And here comes in the evolu tion I believe in, not natural evolution, but gracious and divine and heavenly evolution—evolution out pt. sin into holiness, out of grief into gladness, out of mortality into immortality, out of earth into heaven. That is the evolution I believe in. Evolution from evolvere, unrolling! Unrolling of attributes, unrolling of re wards, unrolling of experience, unroll ing of angelic companionship, unrolling of divine glory, unrolling of providen tial obscurities, unrolling of doxologies, unrolling of rainbow to canopy the throne, unrolling of a new heaven and a new earth in which to dwell righteous ness. Oh, the thought overwhelms me! I have not tho physical enduranoe to consider it. Monarchs on earth of all lower orders of creation and then lifted to be hierarchs iu heaven. Masterpiece of God’s wisdom and goodness, oar human ity. Masterpiece of divine grace, our enthronement. I put one foot on Dar win’s “Origin of the Species, ” and I put the other toot on Spencer’s “Biolo gy,” and then holding in one hand tho book of Moses I see our Genesis, and bolding in the other hand the book Revelation I see our celestial arrival. For all wars I prescribe tho Bethlehem chant of tho akigels, for all sepulchers I prescribe the arcbargel’s trumpet, for all the earthly griefs I prescribe the hand that wipes away all tears from all eyes—not an evolution from beast to man, but au evolution from contestant to conqueror, and from the struggle with wild Leasts in the arena of the amphitheater to a soft, high, blissful seat iu the King's galleries. INDIAN MAGIC. tt Is Often Beyond the Power of th« Wl»e»t to Explain It. One need not go lo tb'i realms of space, or time, or figures to meet with the incomprehensible. Despite modern science and ingenuity this word st:l! re mains the only applicable epithet for some of tho achievements of Indian con- jurefs. We can smile at the luminous appearance of the beautiful face before which us tho revelation of Osiris the old Egyptian.-' prostrated themselves in avft*—for the marvels of the magic !a:i tern are familiar to us, the early exist ence of gunpowder gives an easy ex planation of the oracle’s lightning and thunder, thewdrd harmony of Mem- uou was merely the result of an in genious mechanical contrivance—but shrewd travelers of later date, whose veracity is beyond dispute, tell of much more inexplicable things than these. One of the best known writers on occultism, Jacolliot, has left au ac count of certain things he saw during his official sojourn iu India which, as they seem to defy explanation, may fairly be classed among things incom prehensible. The performer was one whom he accidentally met and who re quired some persuasion before he would exhibit feats which, he continually af firmed, were the work of other intelli gences. On some sticks fixed upright in flow erpots were placed some leavei from a tree, with holes in each sufficiently large to make them fall to the level of the mold. Standing at a considerable distance, the fakir made a gesture with bis bauds. A slight breeze seemed to pervade the room, then the leaves quiv ered and gradually worked upward on the sticks. Jacolliot placed himself be tween the flowerpots and the operator, placed the sticks in the flooriug and adopted every means he conld imagine to frustrate any trickery, but nothing he did made any difference to the move ment of the leaves. The more familiar feat of the seem-_ ingly supernatural growth of flowers was utterly eclipsed by another instanc3 vouched for by the same narrator. His own servant brought him a score or so of seeds, from which he selected and marked one. The fakir planted it in a pot of earth, muttered some words over it and fell into a sort of trance, which lasted abont 80 minutes. He then awoke, uncovered the pot and discover ed a seedling two or three inches high. Jacolliot examined it and found it bad sprung from the seed which ho bad marked. With a touch of a peacock’s feather the fakir depressed a balance of a com mon weighing machine in daily use in the household, though iu the other was a weight of 12 stone, and with a dis tant motion of his hand he made shav ings of wood to sink or movojn water. Still more marvelous is the description of the manner iu which this veritable eastern wizard was able to set at de fiance the law of gravity. On this occa sion, when leaving the room, he paused on the threshold, folded his arms, and, by a simple act of volition, raised him self from the floor and remained poised in air for 1 «bme minutes. — Loudon Standard. Sacrificed to Blood Poison. Those who have never had Blood Pol* son can not know what a desperate con* ditinn it can produce. This terrible disease which the doctors are totally unable to cure, is communicated from one generation to another, inflicting its taint upon countless innocent ones. Socae years ago 1 wis inoculated vrlth trolsoa by a ours* who infected my babe with blood Uiint. The little oae was unequal tu the strugitU-, •ad Its life was yielded Op to the fearful ponton. For six long years I suf fered untold misery. 1 was covered with sores •nd ulcers from head to foot, and no langimge can express* my feelings of woe during those long years. I had the best medical treatment. Sev eral physicians succe? . ■Ively treated me. bnt air to no purpose. The mer cury ana potash seemed to add fuel to the awful flame which wa* devouring me. I was advlaed by friends who had seen wonderful cures made by it. to try Swift’s Specific. Wo got two bottles, and I felt hope again revive In mv breast—hope for health and happiness ah in. I improved from the start, and a com- { >iete and perfect cure was the result. S. 8. 8. s the only blood remedy which reaches des perate cases. Mbs. T. W. Lbs. Montgomery, Ala. Of the many blood remedies, 8. S. 9. is the only one which can reach deep- seated, violent cases. It never fails to cure perfectly and permanently the most desperate cases which are bayond the reach of other remedies. The Blood is pcrely vegetable, and is the only blood remedy guaranteed to contain no mercury, potash, or other mineral. •Valuable books mailed free by Swift Specific Company, Atlanta, Georgia. FURMAN - UNIVERSITY, 6REENVILLE, S. C. Thorough courses lending to tiie degrees of H. Lit., B. S., B. A., and M. A. The Faculty has lieen enlarged. Especial atteyrGcn to English. Elocution, and Pedagogics. New courses Iu Biology, History, Latin, Modern Languages, and physics. A new Graduate Department. Early application for rooms in the Mess Halls should be made to Prof. B. E. GEEK, Secretary of the Faculty, ('.•psar's Head. S. <\ Address A P MONTAGUE, 7-2i-imo Greenville, S. C. Piedmont Saving and Investment Gc, Greenville, S. C. The loan plan of this company will bo f( und far more deslreable In every way than the plans of Building & Loans Associations. Our plan is a dellnlto contract at reasonable rates. Loans made an approved property. -f. O. .If.ffkuif.k. Local Attorney, Gaffney. S. C. Lunchtime In San Francisco. For a year a wholesale house in San Francisco has experimented with the plan of closing its place of business each day from 12 to 1 o’clock, during which hour all the employees obtain their noonday meal. Tho arrangement was found to have many advantages over the old way of permitting the clerks to go to luncheon Ly relays, und it has so commended itself to other wholesalers tbero that a movement is on foot to make the plan general. In most of the large houses the first relay goes to lunch at 11 o’clock, and generally it is well on into the after noon before the last of the clerks gn « chance to get away from their work for the midday meal. The managers of the houses say that the working forces of the stores are demoralized for at least, say, three hours each day on account of tho lunch hour system now in vogue. With tho proposed system the store would bo closed for an hour every day, but during business hours all hands would bo ready for service, making less friction in the transaction of business and securing greater attention to cus tomers. If this plan works well in Sau Fran cisco, there is no reason why it should not work well iu other places, and per haps the retail stores might also find pleasure and profit in it.—New Haven Journal. Th* C»r “Hove To.” An old bo’sun’s mate of the U. S. 8. Princeton, a bit wabbly as to his under pinning, at the corner of Fourteenth street and Pennsylvania avenue the other night was waiting for a navy yard car. Two or three of the cars passed him by whizzing because, In the obscurity, the motorman couldn’t make out the figure of tho old time fiatfoot. The old navy bluejacket didn’t appear to like this, and when the next navy yard car came whizzing around the corner of Fifteenth street be took his stand in the middle of the track and let out a ship’s call that oould be beard two blocks. “heave to, till I board ye!” be shout ed. The car “hove to,’’aud the old bo’suu’s mate pulled alongside, climbed over the gangway and was off iu a bunch.—Washington Post. TURGENEFF ABHORS SPORT How » Djins Phea-saut Influenced Hi* Whole Career. The celebrated Russian novelist, Tur- geneff, tells a most touching incident from bis own life, which awakened in him sentiments that have colored all his writings with a deep aud tender feeling. When Tnrgeneff was n hoy of 10, his father took him out one day bird shooting. As they tramped across the brown stubble a golden pheasant rose with a low whir from tho ground at hiu feet, and with the joy of a sportsman throbbing his veins he raised his gun aud fired, wild with excitement, when the creature fell fluttering at his sidn. Life was ebbing fast, but the instinct of the mother was stronger than death itself, aud with a feeble flutter of her wings the mother bird reached the nest where her young brood were huddled, unconscious of danger. Then, with such a look of pleading aud reproach that his heart stood still at the ruin he had wrought, and never to his dying day did he forget the feeling of cruelty aud guilt that came to him in that moment, the little brown head toppled over, aud only the dead body of the mother shield ed her nestlings. “Father, father,” he cried, “what have I done?” as he turned his horror stricken face to his father. But not to his father’s eye had this little tragedy been enacted, and he said : “Well done, my son. That was well done for your first shot. You will soon bo a liue sports man.’’ “Never, father, never again shall I destroy any living creature. If that is sport, I will have none of it. Life is more beantiful to me than death, and since I cannot give life 1 will not take it.”—Atlanta Constitution. CLINE BROS. & CO., Livery Feed and Sale Stables. Opposite National Bank. First-el»ss turnouts; prompt wstaution- un<l courteous aUt ndauls. fcaf'We solicit your patronage. THOMPSON & WARREN, Blacksmithing and Repairing, Horseshoeing a Specialty. Shops and office on Kut ledge Sm'*4. class work at living prices. First- BpaaUh Real Kalute. It is Mark Twain who observes, In one of his sketches of travel in foreign parts, that the reason there is compara tively little arable laud iu Spain is be cause the great majority of the Spanish people are iu the habit of sqaauoering it on their persons, and when they die it is buried with them.—Boston Herald. WaaTs to Do Sodm ChrUtenlng. Mrs. Louise H. Pratt of Sherwood, Wis., thiuks that sweet young things with golden hair should not monopolize the privilege of naming warships; so she wants to be allowed to name the battleship Wisconsin. Among her qual ification she mentions the following: She is 61 years old, got her education in a little log aohoolhouHe in Wisconsin, knows how to cook, knit, spin and make soit soap, wears her hair short and has christened and reared two boys aud two girls of her own. Look! A Stitch in Time Huve« nine. Hughe*’ Tunic (new Unproved. Hoi Id tunc pleasant). ti»k**n In early Spring nrxt Fall prevent* ('hill*. Dengue aun Malarial Fever*. Aet* on the liver. Lone* up the *yn- tetn. Better than quinine. Guaranteed. Try It. At DruggUt*. SOc and 11.00 bottle*. ■— Buy your spectacle* In Spartanburg from II. B Oondell, hclentlfic optician. Exami nation* of the eye free. Am 014 14m. Every day strengthen* the belief of emi nent physicians that impure blood is the cause of the taaqority of our disrates. Twenty-five years ago this theory w»* used a* s bssfs for the formula of Brown*’ Iron Hitters. The many remarkablerures effected by this famous old huntehold remedy on ruffirimt to prove that the theory is correct. Browns’ iron Bitters is sold by all dealers. The Pearl Steam Laundry I* «>pcrntlng on full time und turning out first-class work. Remcmlier us when you want work done. We will call for your paekagt . We also have In operation A First-Class Grist Mill. We respectfully solicit your patronage und ask the people out of lowu to hr.ng I heir corn along when they come in lo do iiiHr shopping. Will make your meal while you are busy here and you will lose no time. Richardson Bros. This is * You should keep posted on the issuer of the day. Don’t worry your neighbor by borrow ing liia paper when you can get Thf. Ledger tor $1 a year, 50c for sii montliH, or 2oe for throf months. It will keep you posted, so order it ui once. Don’t delay.