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THE LEDGER: GAFFHEY, S. C., NOVEMBER ii, 1898.
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GOD’S SECOND GIFT.
DR. TALMAGE SAYS THE WORLD IS
TOO MUCH WITH US.
l,ICe In Good, font I,lfe In Xot Gnd*«
hrrntfMt Gift—Mini Crlon, I,ike Cn-
leb'n Dauichtor, For I lie 1'iiper
SpriiiKM—The Uetter I.if>.
ICopyright, 189S, by American Press Asso
ciation.!
WASiiiNaxoN, Nov. 20.—Takinp for
his text an oriental scene seldom no
ticed, Dr. Talmage disensses tho su
pernal advantages of religion for this
world and the next; text, Joshna xv,
19: “Thou bast given me a sonth land;
give me also springs of water. And he
gave her the upper springs and tho
nether springs.”
The city of Debir was tho Boston of
antiquity—a great place for brain and
books. Caleb wanted it, and he offered
his daughter Achsah as a prize to any
one who would capture that city. It
was a strange thing for Caleb to do,
and yet the man that could take the city
would have, at any rate, two elements
of manhood—bravery and patriotism.
Besides, I do not think that Caleb was
as foolish in offering his daughter to
the conqueror of Debir as thousands in
this day who seek alliances for their
children with those who have large
means without any reference to moral
or mental acquirements. Of two evils I
would rather measure happiness by the
length of the sword than by tho length
of tho pocketbook. In one case there is
sure to be one good element of char
acter; in the other there may bo none
at all. With Caleb’s daughter as a prize
to fight for, General Otliniel rode into
the battle. Tho gates of Debir were
thundered into the dust, and tho city of
books lay at the feet of tho conquerors.
Tho work done, Utbuiel comes back to
claim his bride. Having conquered the
city, it is no great job for him to con
quer the girl’s heart, for however faint
hearted a woman herself may bo sho
always loves courage in a man. I never
law an exception to that.
Tho wedding festivity having gone
by, Othniel and Achsah are about to go
to their new home. However loudly the
cymbals may clasli and tho laughter
ring, parents are always sad when a
fondly cherished daughter goes off to
stay, and Achsah, tho daughter of Ca
leb, knows that now is tho time to ask
almost anything sho wants of her fa
ther. It seems that Caleb, tho good old
man, had given as a wedding present
to his daughter a piece of land that was
mountainous, and, eloping southward
toward tho deserts of Arabia, swept
with some very hot winds. It was called
“a south land.” But Achsah wants an
addition of property; sho wants a piece
of land that is well watered and fertile.
Now it is no wonder that Caleb, stand
ing amid tho bridal party, his eyes so
full of tears because she was going
away that ho could hardly see her at
ail, gives her more than sho asks. Sho
eaid to him: “Thou hast given mo a
sonth land; give mo also springs of wa
ter. And ho gave her tho upper springs
and tho nether springs.”
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. * *' Tlie Desert of Sorrow.
The fact is that as Caleb, the father,
gave Achsah, tho daughter, a south
laud, so God gives to us his world. I
am very thankful ho has given it to us.
Bnt I am like Achsah in tho fact that I
am not satisfied with tho portion. Trees
and flowers and grass and blue skies are
very well in their places, but he who
has nothing bnt this world for a portion
has no portion at all. It is u mountain
ous land, sloping off toward tho desert
of sorrow, swept by fiery siroccos; it is
“a south land,” a poor portion for any
man that tries to put his trust in it.
What has been your experience? What
has been tho experience of every man,
of every woman, that has tried this
world for a portion? Queen Elizabeth,
amid tho surroundings of pomp, is un
happy Lecnuso the painter sketches too
minutely tho wrinkles on her face, and
sho indignantly cries out, “You must
strike off my likeness without any
shadows!” Hogarth, at tho very height
of his artistic triumph, is stung almost
to death with chagrin because tho
painting he had dedicated to the king
does not seem to bo acceptable, for
Georgo II cries out: “Who is this Ho
garth? Take his trumpery out of my
presence.”
Brinsley Sheridan thrilled tho earth
with his eloquence, hut had for his last
words, “I am absolutely undone. ” Wal
ter Scott, fumbling around the inkstand,
trying to write, says to his daughter:
“Oil, take mo hack to my room! There
is no rest for Sir Walter but in the
grave!” Stephen Girard, tho wealthiest
man in his day, or at any rate only sec
ond in wealth, says: “I live tho life of
a galley slave. When I arise in the
morning, my one effort is to work so
hard that I can sleep when it gets to be
night.” Charles Lamb, applauded of all
tho world, in the very midst of his lit
erary triumph says: “Do yoti remem
ber, Bridget, when we used to laugh
from the shilling gallery at the play?
There are now no good plays to laugh
at from the boxes. ” But why go so far
as that? I need to go no farther than
your street to find an illustration of
what I am saying.
Dick me out ten successful worldling!
—and you know whet I mean by thor
oughly successful worldlings—pick me
out ten successful worldlings and you
cannot find more than one that looks
happy. Caro drags him to business; care
drag's him hack. Take your stand at 2
o’clock at tho corner of the streets and
see the agonized physiognomies. Your
high officials, your hankers, your insur
ance men, your importers, your whole
salers and your retailors as a class—as
u class, are they happy? No. Cure dogs
their steps, and making no appeal to
God for h< lp or comfort many of them
are tossed every whither. How has it
been with you, my hearer? Are you
more contented in the house of 14 rooms
than you were in tho two rooms you
had in a house when you started? Have
you not had more care and worrinieut
since you won that #&0,C0U than you
did before? Some of the poorest men I
have ever known have been those of
great fortune. A man of small means
may be put in great business straits,
but the ghastliest of all embarrassments
is that of the man who has large es
tates. Tho men who commit suicide be
cause of monetary losses are those who
cauuot bear the burden any more be
cause they have only $50,000 left
The Vanltlen of Life.
On Bowling Greeu, New York, there
is a house where Talleyrand used to go.
He was a favored man. All the world
know him, and ho had wealth almost
unlimited. Yet at the close of his life
he says, “Behold, 83 years have passed
without any practical result, save fa
tigue of body and fatigue of mind, great
discouragement for the future and great
disgust for the past” Ob, my friends,
this is a “south land,” and it slopes off
toward deserts of sorrows, and the
prayer which Achsah made to her fa
ther Caleb wo make this day to our Fa
ther God: “Thou hast given me a south
land; give me also springs of water.
And he gave her the uppsr springs and
the nether springs.”
Blessed be God, we have more ad
vantages given ns than we can really
appreciate! Wo have spiritual blessings
offered us in this world which I shall
call the nether springs and glories in
tho world to come which I shall call the
upper springs.
Where shall I find words enough
threaded with light to set forth the
pleasure of religion? David, unable to
describe it in words, played it on a
harp. Mrs. Hemans, not finding enough
power in prose, sings that praise in a
canto. Christopher Wren, unable to de
scribe it in language, sprung it into the
arches of St. Paul’s. John Bunyan, un
able to present it in ordinary phrase
ology, takes all tho fascination of alle
gory. Handel, with ordinary music un
able to reach the height of the theme,
rouses it up in an oratorio. Oh, there is
no life on earth so happy as a really
Christian life! Ido not mean a sham
Christian life, but a real Christian life.
Where there is a thorn there is a whole
garland of roses. Where there is one
^roau there are three doxologies. Where
there is one day of cloud there is a
whole season of sunshine. Take tho
humblest Christian man that you know
—angels of God canopy him with their
white wings; the lightnings of heaven
are his armed allies; the Lord is his
Shepherd, picking out for him green
pastures by still waters. If ho walk
forth, heaven is his bodyguard. If ho
lie down to sleep, ladders of light, angel
blossoming, are let into his dreams. If
ho bo thirsty,'tho potentates of heaven
are his cupbearers. If ho sit down to
food, his plain table blooms into the
King’s banquet. Men say, “Look at
that odd fellow with the wornout
coat.” Tho angels of God cry, “Lift up
your heads, ye everlasting gates, and
let him come in!” Fastidious pooplo
cry, “Get off my frout steps!” Tho
doorkeepers of heaven cry, “Come, ye
blessed of my Father, inherit the king
dom!” When becomes to die, though
ho may bo carried out in a pine box to
tho potter’s field, to that potter’s field
tho chariots of Christ will como down,
and tho cavalcade will crowd all the
boulevards of heaven.
I bless Christ for tho present satisfac
tion of religion. It makes a man all
right with reference to tho past; it
makes a man all right with reference to
the future. Oh, these nether springs of
comfort! They are perennial. Thu
foundation of God standeth sure having
this seal, “The Lord kuowetb them that
are his,” “The mountaius shall depart
and tho hillj be removed, but my kind
ness shall not depart from thee, neither
shall tho covenant of my peace be re
moved, saitb the Lord, who hath mercy
upon thee.” Oh, cluster of diamonds
set in burnished gold! Ob, nether
springs of comfort bursting through all
the valleys of trial and tribulation!
When you see, you of the world, what
satisfaction there is,on earth in religion,
do you not thirst after it as tho daugh
ter of Caleb thirsted after tho water
springs? It is no stagnant pond, scum
med over with malaria, but springs of
water leaping from tho Rock of Ages!
Take up one cup of that spring water
and across the top of the chalice will
float the delicate shadows of the heav
enly wall, tho yellow of jasper, the
green of emerald, the hluo of sardonyx,
the fire of jacinth.
Tin* Source of llnppineMN.
I wish I could make yon understand
tho joy religion is to some of us. It
makes u man happy while he lives and
glad when ho dies. With two foot upon
a chair and bursting with dropsies, I
heard an old man in tho poorhousa cry
out, “Bless tho Lord, oh, my soul!” I
looked around and said, “What has this
man got to thank God for?” It makes
the lame man leap as a hart, and the
dumb sing. They say that tho old Puri
tan religion is a juicelees and joyless
religion, but I remember reading of Dr.
Gowdwin, tbe celebrated Puritan, who
in his last moment said: “Is this dy
ing? Why, my bow abides in strength!
I am swallowed up in God!” ‘‘Her
ways are ways of pleasantness, and all
her paths are peace.” Oh, you who
have been trying to satisfy yourselves
with tho “south land” of this world,
do you not feel that you would, this
morning, like to have access to the
nether springs of spiritual comfort?
Would you not like to have Jesus Christ
bend over your cradle and bless your
table and heal your wounds and strew
flowers of consolation all up and down
the graves of your dead?
’Tw roliftion that cun p>lvo
Hwoetest pleiMtircs while we live.
'TN reltgion nan supply
{Sweetest comfort when we ilio.
But 1 have something better to tell
you, suggested by this text. It seems
that old Father Caleb on the wedding
day of ids daughter wanted to make her
just as happy as iHissihlo. Though Otli
niel was taking her away and his heart
was almost broken because she was go
ing, yet bo gives her a “south land;”
not only that, hut tho nether springs;
not only that, but the upper springs.
O God, my Father, I thank thee that
thou hast given mo a “south land” in
this world and tho nether springs of
spiritual comfort in this woild; but,
more than all, I thank thee for the up
per springs in heaven!
The Gntes Ajar.
It is very fortunate that we canot see
heaven until we get into it. O Chris
tian man, if you could see what a place
it is we would never get you hack again
to the offige, or store, or shop and the
duties you ought to perform would go
neglected! lam glad I shall not see that
world until I enter it. Suppose we
were allowed to go on an excursion in
to that good land with the idea of re
turning. When we got there and heard
tbe song and looked at their raptured
faces and mingled in tho supernal socie
ty, we would cry out: “Let us stay!
Wear© coming here anyhow. Why take
the trouble of going back again to that
old world? We are here now. Let ns
stay!” And it would take angelic vio
lence to put us out of that world if once
we got there, but as people who cannot
afford to pay for an entertainment some
times come around it and look through
the door ajar, or through the openings
in the fence, so we come and look
through the crevices into that good land
which God has provided for us. Wo
can just catch a glimpse of it. We como
□ear enough to hear the rumbling of the
eternal orchestra, though not near
enough to kuow who blows tbe cornet
or who fingers the harp. My soul
spreads out both wings and claps them
in triumph at tho thought of those up
per springs. One of them breaks from
beneath tho throne. Another breaks
forth from beneath the-altar of the tem
ple. Another, at the door of “the house
of many mansions.” Upper springs of
gladness! Upper springs of light! Up
per springs of love! It is no fancy of
mine. “The Lamb which is in the midst
of the throne shall lead them to living
fountains of water.”
O Saviour divine, roll in upon onr
souls one of those anticipated raptures!
Pour around tho roots of the parched
tongue ouo drop of that liquid life!
Toss before our vision those fountains
of God, rainbowed with eternal victory!
Hear it! They are never sick there;
not so much as a headache or twinge
rheumatic, or thrust neuralgic. Tho in
habitant never says, “I am sick.” They
are never tired there. Flight to farthest
world is only the play of a holiday. They
never sin there. It is as easy for them
to be holy as it is for us to sin. They
never die there. You might go through
all tho outskirts of tho great city and
find not one place where tho ground
was broken for a grave. The eyesight of
tho redeemed is never blurred with
tears. There is health in every cheek.
There is spring in every foot. There is
majesty on every brow. There is joy in
every heart. There is hosanna on every
lip. How they must pity us as they
look over and look down and see us and
say, “Poor things away down in that
world!” And when some G’hrisfian is
hurled into a fatal accident, they cry:
“Good! He is coming!” And when we
stand around tho couch of some loved
one whose strength is going away and
wo shako our heads forebodingly they
cry: “I’m glad ho is worse. He has
been down there long enough. There, he
is dead! Come home! Come home!”
Oh, if we could only get our ideas about
that future world untwisted, our
thought of transfer from hero to there
would bo as pleasant to us as it was to
a little child that was dying. She said,
“Papa, when will I go home?” And he
said, “Today, Florence.” “Today? So
soon? I am so glad!”
Tin* Day of Deliverance.
I wish I could stimulate you witn
these thoughts, O Christian man, to tho
highest possible exhilaration! Tho day
of your deliverance is coming—is com
ing, rolling on with tho shining wheels
of the day, and tho jet wheels of tho
night. Every thump of tho heart is only
a hammer stroke striking off another
chain of clay. Better scour tho deck and
coil tho rope, for harbor is only six
miles away. Jesus will como down tho
Narrows to meet you. “Now is your
salvation nearer than when you be
lieved."
Man of tho world, will you not today
make a choice between these two por
tions, between tho “south laud” of this
world, which slopes to tho desert, and
this glorious land which thy Father
offers thee, running with eternal water
courses? Why let your touguo ho con
sumed of thirst when there are tho
nether springs and the upper springs—
comfort boro and glory hereafter?
You uud I need something better than
this world can give us. Tho fact is that
it cannot give ns anything after awhile.
It is a changing world. Do you know
that even tho mountains on tho buck of
a thousand streams are leaping into tho
valley. The Alleghuuies are dying. The
dews with crystalline mallet are ham
mering away the rocks. Frosts and
showers and lightnings are sculpturing
Mount Washington and the Catskills.
Niagara every year is digging for itself
u quicker plunge. The sea all around
the earth on its shifting shores is mak
ing mighty changes in bar uud hay and
frith and promontory. Some of tho old
scaooastH are midland now. Off Nan-
tucket, eight feet below low water murk,
are found now the stumps of trees,
showing that th« waves are conquering
tho land. Parts of Nova Scotia are sink
ing. Ships today sail over what, only a
little while ago, was solid ground.
Near the month of tho St. Croix river
is an island which, in tho movements
| of the earth, is slowly hut certainly ro
tating. All the face of tho earth ( hang
ing—changing. In 1831 an island
springs up in the Mediterranean sea. In
IHGG another island comes up under the
observation of the American consul as
ho looks off from tho bouoh. The earth
all the time changing, tho columns of a
temple near Dizoli show that the water
has risen nine feet above tho place it
was when these columns were put down.
Changing! Our Colorado river, once
vaster than the Mississippi, flowing
through tho great American desort,
which was then an Eden of luxuriance,
bus now dwindled to a small stream
creeping down through a gorge. The
earth itself, that was once vapor, after
ward water—nothing but water—after
ward molten rock, cooling off through
tho ages until plants might live and
animals might live and men might live,
changing all the while, now crumbling,
now breaking off. Tim sun, burning
down gradually in its socket. Chang
ing, changing, an intimation of the last
great change to como over the world
even infused into tho mind of the
heutbeu who has never seen the Bible.
The End of the Earth.
The Hindoos believe that Brahma,
the creator, once made all things. He
created the water, then moved over the
water, out of it lifted the laud, grew
the plants and animals and men on it.
Out of his eye went tbe sun. Out of his
lips went the fire. Out of his ear went
tho air. Then Brahma laid down to
sleep four ibousaud three hundred and
twenty million years. After that they
say, ho will wake up, and then the
world will be destroyed, and be will
make it over again, bringing up land,
bringing up creatures upon it, then ly
ing down again to sleep four thousand
three hundred and twenty million years,
then waking up and destroying the
world again—creation and demolition
following each other, until afti?r three
hundred and twenty sleeps, each one of
these slumbers four thousand three hun
dred and twenty million years long,
Brahma will wake up and die and the
universe will die with him—an intima
tion, though very faint, of the great
ebaugo to come upon this physical
earth spoken of in tho Bible, but while
Brahma may sleep our God never slum
bers nor sleeps, uud the heavens shall
pass away with a great noise, and the
elements shall melt with fervent heat,
and tho earth and all things that are
therein shall be burned up.
“Well, ” says some one, “if that is so,
if tho world is going from one change
to another, then what is tho use of my
toiling for its betterment?” That is tho
point on which I want to guard you. I
do not want you to become misan
thropic. It is a great and glorious
world. If Christ could afford to spend
33 years on it for its redemption, then
you can afford to toil and pray for tho
betterment of the nations and for tho
bringing on of tho glorious time when
all people shall see the salvation of
God. While therefore I want to guard
you against misanthropic notions in re
spect to this subject I have presented,
I want you to take this thought homo
with you: This world is a poor foun
dation to build on. It is a changing
world, and it is a dying world. The
shifting scenes and the changing sands
are only emblems of all earthly expec
tation. Life is very much like this day
through which we have passed. To
many of us it is storm and darkness,
then sunshine, storm and darkness, then
afterward a little sunshine, now again
darkness uud storm. (Jh, build not your
hopes upon this uncertain world! Build
on God. Confide in Jesus. Flan for an
eternal residence at Christ’s right hand.
Then, come sickness or health, come
joy or sorrow, come life or death, all is
well, all is well.
In the name of tl.a God of Caleb and
his daughter, Achsah, I this day offer
you tho “upper springs” of unfading
and everlasting.rapture.
VISITING A SHRINE.
Lieutenant llawliniion’ft Darius Entry Into
the Sacred City o/ Kum.
Knm, a walled city of Persia, ranks
second to Meshed in sanctity, on ac
count of the famous shrine of Masurna
Fatima, sister of the Imam Riza, a fa
mous saint of the Mohammedans.
While Lieutenant Rawlinson was on
his way to Teheran he heard much of
this sacred city and tho glories of tho
rjirine, which, it was said, no Euro
pean had ever entered. Dcntlfc so rumor
whispered, would be the portion of the
audacious infidel who should be discov
ered within its precincts.
To a young and ardent spirit a danger
ous adventure is an irresistible attrac
tion. Young Rawlinson determined to
visit tbe shrine. Disguised as a Persian
pilgrim, thousands of whom anuu: Uy
journey to the sacred city, he joined the
crowd of pilgrims. His knowledge of
Persian and of the customs of the coun
try enabled him to pass undetected
through the temple gates and to make
his way to the tomb of the saint The
guardian gave biin the customary form
of words and he repeated them.
But his curiosity almost caused bis
detection. Attracted by magnificent
suits of steel armor which hung on tbe
walls, he was gazing at them, when
suddenly ho found that he had turned
his back upen the sacred shrino where
in tho saint was entombed.
A thrill of alarm startled him, but
the discourtesy, impossible to a “txuo
believer,” had not been noticed. If it
had been, there would probably have
been no further career for the young
lieutenant, who subsequently became
tho decipherer of Assyrian and Babylo
nian inscriptions an J texts, and died the
renowned orientalist, Sir Henry Raw
linson.—Youth’s Companion.
Discovery of the Home of Bnddha.
Far away on the border of Nepal the
homo of Guatama Buddha has been dis
covered. Buddha lived about 500 B. C.
and was tho sou of the rajah of Kapila-
vastu. A pillar, inscribed by tho Em
peror Asoka in tho third century B. O.,
murks tho city’s site. The ruins are all
of brick and are covered with junglo
and so extensive that their exploration
will require years. Tho city was de
stroyed during Buddha’s lifetime. It
was a mass of ruins in A. D. 410, when
the first Buddhist Chinese pilgrim made
his way there. The buildings that are
now being excavated are older than any
thing known in India heretofore.—Lou
don Letter.
Great Urltnin'n Dependencies.
Says Professor Bryce, “More by a se
ries of what may ho called historical
accidents than from any deliberate pur
pose Great Britain has acquired vast
transmarine possessions.” This is pe
culiarly true of the British settlements
uud protectorates in Africa and tho far
east. The English have no possessions
in north Africa. Tho sphere of their in
fluence and dominion in tho dark con
tinent extends from Capo Verde on tho
west and tho gulf of Aden on tho east
to tho Capo of Good Hope. England's
scattered colonies and dependeucios in
this district have an area of more than
2,500,000 square miles and a population
estimated utfrom 10,000,000 to40,000,-
000. To Great Britain more than to any
other nation belongs tho credit of bring
ing this unknown land into contact
with European civilization. British en
terprise uud capital have done much to
develop its abundant resources. British
traders, hunters, soldiers and mission
aries havy traversed its wilds and sailed
its rivers and lakes. Along with other
blessings that England has brought to
Africa her share in suppressing tho
slave trade should not bo forgotten.—
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HEROISM t
.F.of tiie (>hio Kiver and Charles
ay Comp’iiiy, eonjunctly with
mliua and (•roriria Kailroad.
.k In HtVct May hah. Isiis.
Struggling through
life, cursed with car
tarrh, is a commoa
experience. How
ever heroic th#
fight catarrh gen
erally wins.
Under some
name or other
it gets the best
of us. Frank H
Ingalls, Waco,
Tex., and thou
sands of others
have been permanently cured of catarrh
by Dr. Hartman's successful remedy
Pe-ru-na. Here is Mr Ingalls’ letter:
Dr. S. fi. Hartman, Columbus, O.
Dexji Sm:—“ Pe-ru-na and Man-a-lin
have cured me of one of the worst cases
of catarrh any one ever hud. My case
was so severe that I was compelled to
discontinue my business, that of con
ductor on a railroad; but I am now
entirely well."
Ordinary treatment of catarrh is for
local relief. Cures are not expected.
Dr. Hartman's method eradicates ca
tarrh absolutely. Get his latest book
nnd learn how to combat this insidious
disease. The Pe-ru-na Medicine Co.,
Columbus, O., will mail Dr. Hartman's
books free on application.
H. A. Scott, Burt, Tenn., writes:
*‘I feel very thankful to my Maker
nnd your great medicine that I am
cured. 1 would not be without Pc-
ru-na in the house.”
Pe-ru-na has been curing catarrh for
forty years. It plucks out the roots
of catarrh and builds people up. All
druggists sell it.
Ask any druggist for a free Pe-ru-na Al
manac for I lie year l-.O.
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SOUTHERN RAILWAY#
Condensed ffehednle of Paisenger Tralaa
In Kffent Ot. 10, 18SW
No.lMjFst.Sri
Sun*. "AS.
I Tea.
Northbound.
No. 17 No. ID
Duilyi Daily
1
Lv. Atlanta, C.T.
7 59 a 12 CO ir
“ Atlanta, E.T.
6 5 J :s, 1 mi 1
“ Noreros#
9 30 a|
" Buford
10 05 aj
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I0 3.i a 2 22 t
“ Lulu
10 51 a f2 42 1
Ar. Cornell*
11 25 a f3 00 1
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11 39 a
“ Toccon.
11 53 a 3 80 t
“ Wegtminster
1231m '
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12 5 .' p 1 4 15 i
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1 40 pi
" Greenville ...
2 34 p 5 22 r
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0 31 p S 22 r
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4 52
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9 25
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Ar. Nor-nei, eantera time
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11 41 p do 58 a
ft 11 34 ft
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Trtln* north of <'umden run dally except
Sunday.
Trains between l'lmrlent<iu and Kinptvlllc
run dully.
Fur lufiirnmtliin um to rates. Clyde Line
Hui I lug. etc., ciil I on Ineii eoui r'lei Ink uud
t im el I ui/ uv’cnts of hot h roads, oi
L. A. KMDUSo.N. T. M.. K. F.III4A Y.
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H. II LFMI’KIN.
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liluckaburg, h. C.
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ChcHupeid;. Line Mi lliners u. da.iy m.tt
between Norfolk ftiid Laditii ,rn.
Non.hi i i: l .)*—Diu.y. Wash.:;,' • r. re.d Sftfl
Western Ve.tilmie L.'iiite l. Thr iv, • lin
•leeptnu ci.i < 1 ' twesn New York t.r 1. .v
leans, via Wi. hinKt' U, Atlanta m . -Mip
cry, uud nW > between New York <• M inn'
viiiWHshlngn.u.Atlfti.tn nnd Btnntinji u'- FI
ciftivs thoro I.lifure euliehee b*-(w .. \\; sin
ton (ind Alin.lift. Dining cars »e. v* nil m*
en route, i’annuiu Irawing-room sieojiiugc
between Ore and Norfolk Cl.-e r.
neetlim ut Fo-fulk f rOLD POINT C< i.MFol
arriving th» i • in tlnn- lor breakfast
Nos. ii") nnd UH—Cnlfod Stales Fust Ts
runs solid b V enn Vwinliinjclo;: r • t ,\e-•
leans, via .'routN rn K ttlway, A. & W. 1’. K.
and L. 3- N. h. fl., be..14 composed of 1
ear and eeiv in «. thr ugit wtui ri <'iiun.’■
pftssenyi rT ,1 all eU-ses. Pullman draw
room sl'ieph T ears letwi-en New Yi rk 1
New Orle., . mu Ail nila nnd iler; ' me
Leavlnit V> u-i'ingtou uitch Wednesday, aloui
sleeping car will run through l-ew.i 1 Wa
iuL-tou iik . : an Fttitioleou wlthmii ehan
No». 11,3.'. 18 and 13—Pullman sleeping e
between Kiri ' I'lnrt and Charlotte, vu IMnvl
•oulhtsiuud No*. II and 37, norUibouud IS
lie und 12
FRANKS G AN NON, J.M.CULP.
Third V P. A Gnu. Mgr., Traffic Myr.
Washington, D. 0. V ssiungPm, D
W. A. TT KK. K H. HAhbVi 10k.
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Washington, 1). C.