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/ THE LEJIGER: GAFFNEY, 8. C., JANUARY 5, 1809. VHK DAWNING YEAR. OR. TALMAGF GIVES OUT SOME APT NEW YEAR THOUGHTS. I.lfo Im X«l Mraanrrd by YcnrK—!Vor Sboiild It lie MrriHtiriMl by Minfor- t«np—Wealth Mnkeai a Very > Ynrtlntlek. [Coftyright. 1SS8. bv American Press Asso ciation.] WARiiiNrrroN, .Ttn. 1.—Appropriate to the exit of one year and the entrance of another year are the practical sug- Kostions which Dr. TalniaKO puts in this discourse, which propose a ditt'ereut mode of meMuring time from that or diuarily employed; text, Genesis xlvii, 8, “How old art thou:’’ The Egyptian capital was the focus of the world's wealth. In ships and barges there had been brought to it from India frankincense and cinnamon mjd irory and diamonds; from the north, marble and iron; from tiyria. purple and silk; from Greece, some of the finest horses pi the world and some «# ths most brilliant.cbariotH, and from all the earth that which could best please the eye and charm the ear and gratify the taste. There were temples aflame with red sandstone, entered by the gateways that were guarded by pil lars bewildering with hieroglyphics and wound with brazen serpents and adorned with winged creatures, their eyes and b«nk» and pinions glittering with pre- cions stones; there were marble col umns blooming into white flower beds; thero were stone pillars, at the top bursting info tho shape cf tbo lotus when in full bloom. Along tho avenues, lined with sphinx and fane and obelisk, there were princes who came in gorgeously upholstered palanquins, carried by servants in scar let or elsewhere drawn by vehicles, the snow wbito horses, golden bitted and six abreast, dashing at full run. On floors of mosaic the glories of Pharaoh were spelled out in letters cf porphyry tuid beryl and flame. There were orna ments twisted from tho wood of tama risk, embossed with silver breaking into foam. There were footstools made out of a single precious stone. Thero $vcre bed* fashioned out of a crouched lion in bronze. r ilitre were chairs spot ted with the sleek bidos of leopards. Tlyero were sofas footed with tho claws of wild beasts and armed with the beaks of birds. As you stand on tho level beach of tho sea on a summer day and look either way, and thero are miles of breakers, white with the ocean foam, dashing shoreward, so it seemed as if tho sea of the world’s pomp and wealth in tho Egyptian capital for miles and miles flung itself up into white breakers cf marble temple, mau soleum and obelisk. It was to this capital and the palace el Fliaraoh that Jacob, tho plain shep herd, came to meet his son Joseph, who had becomo primo minister in the royal Apartment. Pharaoh and Jacob met, dignity and rusticity, tho gracefulness of tho court and tho plain manners of tbo field. Tho king, wanting to make the old country man at ease and seeing how white his beard is and bow feeble his step, looks familiarly into his face and says to the aged man, “How old art thou?" Last night tbo gate of eternity opened to let in amid the great throng of de parted centuries tho soul of tho dying year. Under tho twelfth stroke of tho brazen hammer of the city clock tho patriarch fell dead, and the stars of the night were the funeral torches. It is most fortunate that on this road of life there are so many milestones, on which we can road just how fast we are going toward tbo journey’s end. I feel that it is not an inappropriate question that I ask today when I look into your faces and say, as Pharaoh did to Jacob, the patriarch, “How old art thou?” Hotv Life la Mcaaured. People who are truthful on every other subject lie about their ages, so that I do not solicit from you any literal response to tho question I have asked. I would put no one under temptation, but I simply want this morning to see by what rod it is wo are measuring our earthly existence. There is a right way and a wrong way of measuring a door, or a wall, or an arch, or a tower, and so there is a right way and a wrong way of measuring our earthly existence. It is with reference to this higher mean ing that I confront you this morning with tho stupendous question of the text and ask, “How old art then?” There are many who estimate their life by mere wordly gratification. When Lord Dundee was wished a happy new year, ho said, “It will have to be a happier year than tho past, for I hadn’t one happy moment in all the 12 months that have gone. ” But that has not been the experience of most of us. We have found that though tbo world is blasted with sin it is a very bright and beauti ful place to reside in. We have had joys innumerable. There is no hostility between the gospel and the merriments and tho festivities of life. I do not think that we fully enough appreciate the worldly pleasures God gives us. When you recount your enjoyments, you do not go far enough back. Why do you not go back to tho time when you were an infant in your mother’s arms, lock ing up iuto the heaven of her smile; to those days when you filled tho house with the uproar of boisterous merri ment; when you shouted as you pitched the ball on tbo playground; when on the cold, sharp winter night, muflied op, on skates you shot out over the re- •onnding ice of tho pond? Have you for gotten all those good days that tbo Lord gave you? Were you never a boy? Were you never a girl? Between those times and this how many mercies tho Lord has bestowed upon you! How many joys have breathed up to you from tho flowers and shone down to you from tho stars and chanted to you witli the voice of soaring bird and tumbling cascade and booming sea and thunders that with fayonets of flrecharged down the moun tain side) Joy! Joy! Joy! If there is aqy eue who has a right to the enjoy- hunts of Mu* trrifM, it is Hip Christian, for (hxI fins gftsN him a lease of every thing in the “All are yours.'* But I have tu aril too that a man who estimates kta Ml on earth by mere worldly gratification is a most unwise man. Our life is not to be a game of chess. It is not a dance in lighted hall, to quick music. It is not the froth of an ale pitcher. It is not the settlings of a Wine cup. It is not a banquet, with in toxication and roistering. It is tho first step on a Um!m that mounts into the skies or the first step on a road that plunges into a horrible abyss. “How old art thou?’’ Toward what destiny arc you tending and how fast uro you getting on toward it? The Furrowed Brow. Again, I remark that there aro many who esfininto their life on earth by their sorrows and misfortunes. Through a great many of your lives the plow share hath •«*« t«*v dVep, turning up a terrible Hiierwr. You have been be trayed, and misrepresented, and set up on, and slapped of impertinence, and pounded of aauferfcme. The brightest life must have ids shadows aud the smoothest palfe ria thorn*. On the hap piest brood tfio hawk pounces. No escape from inmarttle of some kind. While glonrus John Milton was losing his eyesight lie heard that Salmnsius was glad of it. While Sheridan's comedy was being enaefed tn Drury Lane thea ter, London, Ids »n*iny sat growling at it in tha stage bo*. While Bishop Coop er was sT<rjMN»<te4 by the favor of learned men his wife took his lexicon manuscript, the result at a long life of anxiety and toil, and threw it into tho fire. Misfortune, trial, vexation for al most every one! Pope, applauded of all tho world, haa a stoop in the shoulder that annoys him sc much that ho has a tunnel dug, so that he may go unob served from garden to grotto aud from grotto to garden. Cano, the famous Spanish urtiet, is disgusted with tho crucifix that the priest holds before him because it is such » poor specimen of sculpture, and so, sometimes through taste, and flumetimes through learned menace, and sometimes through phys ical disti»e«t—ajae hi 10,000 ways— troubles coiwj to l«rss« and annoy. And yet it is unfair to measure a man's life by his misfortunes, because where there Is tu« walk of nightshade there are M) aiMdtfohls and harebells; where Uiaae H one cloud thunder charged there aao hundreds that stray across tho heavens, the glory of laud and sky, asleep in their bosom. Because death came and took your child away did yon iuum«liafaly forget all tho five years, or the *rn ywtrs, or Hie 15 years in which she came every night for a kiss, all the tones of your heart pealing forth at tho sound of her voice or the soft touch of her hattfl? Because in some financial Euraolydeu your furtuno went iuto the breakers did you forget all those years in which the luxuries aud extravagances of life showered on your pathway? Alas, that is an unwise man, an ungrateful man, an unfair man, an unphilosophic man, and, most of all, an uu-Chrietkm nuug who measures his life on earth by groans and tears and dyspeptic fit and abuse and scorn aud terror and neuralgic thrust! Again, I remark that there are many people who estimate their life on earth by the amount of money they have ac cumulated. They say, "The year 18(H! or 1870 or 1898 was wasted.’’ Why? “Made no money.” Now, it is all cant aud insincerity to talk against money, as though it had uo value. It may rep resent refinement and education aud ten thousand blessed surroundings. It is the spreading cf tho table that feeds tho children’s hunger. It is the spreading of the table that feeds tho children’s hunger. It is tho lighting of the fur nace that keeps you warm. It is the making of the bed on which yon rest from care and anxiety. It is the carry ing of you out at last to decent sepulcher, and the putting up of tho slab on which is chiseled the story cf your Christian hope. It is simply hypocrisy, this tirade in pulpit and lecture hall against money. The Corse of Money. But while all this is so, be who nses money or thinks of money as anything but a means to an end, will find out his mistake when tho glittering treasures slip out of his nerveless grasp, and ho goes out of this world witliout a shilling of money or a certificate of stock. He might better have been the Christian porter that opened hi* gate or tho be grimed workman who last night heaved tho coal into his cellar. Bonds and mortgages and leases have their use, but they make a poor yardstick with which to measure Ufa “They that boast themselves in their wealth and trust in the multitude of their riches, nono of them can, by any means, re deem his brotiier or givo to God a ran som for him that be should not see cor ruptiou. ” But I remark, there aro many—I wish there were more—who estimate their life by their mural and spiritual development. It is not sinful egotism for a Chris tian man to say: “I am purer than 1 used to be. I am more consecrated to Christ than I used to be. I havo got over a great many of the bad habile in which 1 used to indulge. I am a great deal better man than I used to bo. ” There is no sinful egotism in that. It is not base egotism for a soldier to say, “I know more about military tactics that I used to before I took a musket in my band aud learned to ‘present arms’ and when 1 was a pest to the drill offi cer.” It is not base egotism for a sailor to say, ”1 know better how to clew down the miz/en topsail than I used to before I had ever seen a ship.” And there is no sinful egotism when a Chris- ! tiau man. fighting tho battles of tho Lord, or if yon will have it, voyaging toward a haven of eternal rest, says, “1 know more about spiritual tactics and about voyaging toward heaven than 1 used to. ” Why, there are those in this presence who have measured lances with many a foe and unbone* it! There are Christian men here who have become swarthy by hammering at the forgo of calamity. Tnoy stand on an entirely different plane of charncter from (hat which they onco occupied. They m > measuring their life on earth by golden gated Sab baths, by peutecostal prayer meeting, by communion tables, by baptismal fonts, by halleluiahs in tho temple. They have stood on Binai and heard it thunder. They havo stood on Pisgah and looked over into the promised land. They have stood on Calvary and seen the cross bleed. They can, like Paul tho apostle, write on their heaviest trou bles “light” and “hut for a moment.” 'ihe darkest night their soul is irradiat ed, as was tho night over Bethlehem, by the faces of those who have come to proclaim glory and pood cheer. They aro only waiting for the gate to open and tho chains to fall off aud tho glory to begin. I remark again, thero are many—and I wish there were more—who aro esti mating life I y tho good they can do. John Bradford said ho counted that day nothing at all in which ho had not by pen or tongue demo aome good. If a man begin right, I cannot tell how many tears ho may wipe away, how many burdens ho may lift, how many orphans be may comfort, how many outcasts ho may reclaim. There havo been men who have given tie ir whole life in tho right direction, concentrat ing all their wit and ingenuity and mental acumen and physical force and enthusiasm for Christ. They climbed the mountain aud delved into tite mine aud crossed tho era and trudged tho desert and dropped at lust into martyrs’ graves, waiting for the resurrection of the just. They measured their lives by the chains they broke off, by the gar ments they pnt upon nakedness, by tho miles they traveled to alleviate every kind of suffering. They felt in the thrill of every nerve, in tho motion of every muscle, in every throb of their heart, in every respiration of their lungs, the magnificent truth, “No man liveth unto himself,’’ They went through cold and through beat, foot blistered, chec k smit ten, back scourged, tempest lashed, to do their whole duty. That is the way they measured life—by tbo amumu of good they could ik>. The Eternal Life. Do you want to know how old Luther was? How old Richard Baxter was? How old Philip Doddridge was? Why, you cannot calculate the length of their lives by any human arithmetic! Add to their lives 10,000 times 10,000 years, and you havo not expressed it—what they have lived or will live. Oh, wbata standard that is to measure a man’s life by! There are those in this house who think they have only lived 80 years. They will havo lived a thousand; they have lived a thousand. Thero aro those who think they are 80 years of age. They have not even entered upon their infancy, for one must becomo a babe in Christ to begin at all. Now. I do not know what your ad vantages or disadvantages aro. I do not know what your tact or talent is. I do not know what may be the fascination of your manners or the repulsiveness of them, but I know this: There is for you, my hearer, a field to culture, a harvest to reap, a tear to wipe away, a f«oul to save. If you have worldly means, consecrate them to Christ. If you have eloquence, use it on the side that Paul and Wilberforce used theirs. If you have learning, put it all iuto the poor box of tho world’s suffering. But if you have none of these—neither wealth, nor eloquuce, nor learning—you at any rate have a smile with which you can encourage the disheartened, a frown with which you may blast injustice, a voice with which you may call the wanderer back to God. “Oh," you say, "that is a very sanctimonious view of life!” It is not. It is tho only bright view of life, aud it is tho only bright view of death. Contrast tho death scene of n man who has measured life by tho worldly standard with tho death scene of a man who has measured life by the Christian standard. Quin, the actor, in his last moments said, “I hope this tragic scene will soon be over, and I hope to keep my dignity to the last.” Malcsherbes said in his last moments to the confessor: “Hold your touguel Your miserable style puts me out of conceit with heaven.” Lord Chesterfield in bis last moments, when ho ought to have been praying for his sonl, bothered him self about tho proprieties of tho sick room aud said, “Give Daybolesa chair. ” Godfrey Kueller spent his last hours on earth in drawing a diagram of his own monument. Compare tho silly and horrible de parture of such men with the seraphic glow on tho face of Edward Paysou as he said in his last moment: “The breezes of heaven fan me. 1 float in a sea of glory.” Or with Paul tho apostle, who said in his last hour: “I am now ready to bo offered up, and the time of my departure is at band. I have fought the good fight, I have kept the faith. Hence forth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness which the Lord, the right eous Judge, will give me. ” Or compare it with tho Christian deathbed that you witnessed in your own household. Oh, my friends, this world is a false god. It will consume you with the blaze in which it accepts your sacrifice, while the righteous shall be held in everlast ing remembrance, aud when the thrones 1 have fallen and the monuments have I crumbled and the world has perished they shall banquet with tho conquerors of earth and the hierarchs of heaven. The Coiulnic Year. This is a good day in which to begin a new stylo of measurement. How old art thou? You see the Christian way of tneasnring life ami the worldly way of measuring it. 1 leave it to you to say which is tho wisest and best way. The wheel of time has turned very swiftly, and it has hurled ns on. Thu old year lias gone. The new year has como. For what you and I have been launched up on it God only knows. Now let me ask you all, have you made any preparation for the future? You have made prepara tion for time, my dear brother Have you made any preparation for eternity? Do you wonder that when Mint man on the Hudson river in Indignation tore np the tract which was handed to him and just one word lauded on his coat sleeve, the rest of the tract being pitched iuto tho river, that one word amused ids soul? It was that one word, so long, so broad, so high, so deep—“eternity.” A dying woman, in her last moments, said, "Call it hack.” They said, “What do yon want?” "Time,"she saiil, “tall it back.” Oh, it cannot tie called buck. We might loso our fortunes and call them back; we might lose our health, and perhaps recover it; wo migiit lose our good name and get that back, but time gone is gone forever. Some of you during the past year made preparation for eternity, and it makes no difference to you really, as to the matter of safety, whether you go now or go some* other year—whether this year or tho next year. Both your feet on tho rork, tho waves may dash around you. You can say, “God is our refuge and strength—a very present help.” You are on tho rock, aud you may defy all earth and bell to over throw you. I congratulate you. 1 givo you great joy. It is a happy new year to you. I can see no sorrow at nil in the fart that olir years are going. You hear some people say, “I wish 1 could go bark again to boyhood.” I would not want to go hack again to boyhood. I am afraid I might make a worse life out of it than I have made. You could xvut afford to go back to boyhood if it wwre possible. You might Ho a great deal worse than you have dene. The past is gone! Look out for tho future! Tw all Christians it is a time of gladness. 1 am glad tho years are going. You are coming on nearer home. Lot your coun tenance light up with the thought— nearer borne! Now, when one can sooner get to tin* center of things is he not to be con gratulated? Who wants to bo always in tho fre-hmau cla«s? We study God in this world by the Biblical photograph of him, but wo all know we can in five minutes of interview with a friend ge* a more accurate idea of him than we can by studying him 50 years through pictures or words. The little child tlnrt died at six months of a^e knows nioae of God than all Andover and all Prime- ton aud all New Brunswick. The Center of the Wheel. Does not our comm on sense teach us that it is better to bo at the center than to bo clear out on the rim of tho wheel, holding nervously fast to the tire lest wo be suddenly hurled iuto light and eternal felicity? Through all kinds trf optical instruments trying to peer in through tho cracks and the keyholes ef heaven—afraid that both doors of the celestial mansion will bo swnng wide open before our cntrauced vision—rush ing about among the apothecary sbopa of this world wondering if this is grxid for rheumatism and that is good for neuralgia and something else is good for a bad cough, lest we be suddenly ushered into a land of everlasting health where the inhabitant nover says, "I am sick!" What fools we all are to prefer the circumference to tho centerl What a dreadful thing itwonld bo if we should bo suddenly ushered from this wintry world iuto the May time orchards of heaven, and if our pauperism of sin and sorrow should be suddenly broken up by a presentation of an emperor’s castle surrounded by parks with springing fountains and paths, up and down which angels of God walk two and two! In 1885 the French resolved that at Ghent they would have a kind of mu sical demonstration that had never been heard of. It would bo made up of the chimes of hells and the discharge of cannon. The experiment was a perfect success. What with tho ringing of the bells and tho report of the ordnance the city trembled aud tho hills shook with tho triumphal march that was as strange as it was overwhelming. With a most glorious acoompauimunt will God’s dear children go into their high resi dence when the trumpets shall sound and the last day has come. At the sig nal given the bells of the towers, and of the lighthouses, and of the cities will strike their sweetness into a last chime that shall ring iuto the heavens and float off upon the sea, joined by the boom of bursting mine and magazine, augmented by all the cathedral towers of heaven—the burmouies of earth and the symphonies of tho eelestial realm making up one great triumphal march, fit to celebrate the ascent of the re deemed to where they shall shine as the stars forever aud ever. An I'nwnlcome Vlaltor. Mr. T. f a business man of Cleveland, says Tho Plain Dealer, rents desk room in his office to Mr. B., whence the fol lowing story. "Is Mr. B in?” asked a caller. "No,” replied Mr. T., thinking he recognized an unwelcome caller. ’ “Well, I’ll wait for him,” replied the caller, sitting down. At 5 o’clock he was still waiting. At 5:80, still waiting. A few minutes before 6 Mr. T. closed his desk for tho day and prepared to go , homo Tho caller ventured tonsk if Mr B. was likely to return to hnoffice that day. Mr T answered: “No He is in Buffalo and will be ! back next Tuesday morning.” Tho culler showed no anger. On the contrary, bo smiled. 1 “Don’t apologize,” he said. “My business was not important, and yonr i office has proved a pleasant lounging place. Fact is,” he blandly added, ”1 suppose I'm coming down with the t " x, and tho doctor told me 1 must stay indoors aud keep warm. ” These are dangerous times for the health. Croup, colds and throat troubles lead rapidly to Consiiinption A hottle of One Minute Cough Cure I used at the right time will preserve life, health and a large amount of money. Pleasant to take; children like it. Cherokee Drug Co.. Gaffney. K. 8. Withers A Co., Blacksburg. A FEROCIOUS PANTHER. >< First ItntttvM VTHh • Rajrv Md Thru Tnrklro a ttna. “The spo»t*M*ii who krra u iMtiikntM' for exciting hunting,” *aid an Arizona man, after listening to tho story of a friend who had had several thrilling encounters with tigers in India, “may have plenty of it anywhere among tho mountains of eastern Arizona. Panthers liko those ono reads about in tales of frontier life are still to h« iue| there in all their pristine ugliness and strength. I recall a very narrow escape which I and another cowboy named Burke had two years ago in ono of the forests of that stato. We wi re returning to camp after an absence of several days with a large herd of cattle, and late in the aft- ernosn we missed two steers, which had evidently entered aud strayed away in tho forest, along Hi* edge of which our journey honMwand Luy. kfo| wish ing to lose thft rMWatfe m Che fuc«>», where thouennde of psntbef* were known *o abound, we allowed the bunch of cattle to go na ahtad, aud, nopis^ our lieTses mi, wmiI in sesroti of the beasts. “ WcH, we had noA gouo veay.far lain the rttirk of Ike ftMFft, wilsli was in places covered wiH' a heavy under growth of br.ih«e, when w« tho.im'il we heard a noisa Mvcmhl'ing tfcut made by tiie hoofs of n sFer in wnIking thrrongh Hio brush. As wo gel a littio asarcr to thg bushes wtanra we had heard fits noise Uorfce, whs wan a HtnU ahead of me, Bwbfrenly reined up his horse-. Ho murt have area soarthiug the* startled him, for he vravwd iso heek nsd thru coeked his gun. A momeirt later a big panther came iata view, carrying a squealing cubbeas in its month. It (**- tind the cub as a cat vroald a tuons-e, and us it did net appear to uotiee our presence Burke took his gun from iris shoulder, and we both sat there, look ing and wotideriag what the wiki btast would do with ita prey. “Our intemd waa rtUl asore exnited when a few moraewta later the wailing mother bear niw4* hot aijpmranre. Fhe was evidenMy ndeaid To taekU tho panther, Ifcwt beast a^rpertsed te know k. Bat prenMtfty the panther put tho cob on ne fguiaiad, as if te get a batter hold ft rta a«*k, whon the boar plunged at Vhe p»uther aad canffil ft round the body j’rirt hi frenl of its hind lege. Like a lash the peHtixr flung the cob flrta the *n, yniked itcelf loose, and. timifcsg qeriekly, jumped at tho bear. The bt«r4mockcd' the ponrher to ons side and a weeawl atrehe ef it* paw seat tho big eat Aping into Hu* bnihoo. Bsi at (Ms stage erf the fight the cub squealed once more, and the mother bear, iwemiMg to forgot every thing but her young ont.^nuhed to its rescue. Bho had net, however, taken more fckran tr.vo or Hiaee etopa whep the panther apsemg at ffa throat agaia. Its aim was true, for it settled the claws of its fnro feet in the bear's shoulder and ibe teeth in her neck. The bear now struggled hard to shake the panther off, hut oho couldn't do it. Sooa the panther tore the bear’s entrails oat with ita hind claws, and then H leaped away and went to smsllinf after the cub, which had crawled over U> a tree near where ws had been'watching tho battle. “On came tbo panther, sniffing along tho ground for the cub, which hud re treated until it was within ten feet of us. Then the panther puuaed, aud for the first time turned iu attention to os. Its attitude was one of defiance. II crouched and curled its lips up in a hideous snarl, and Burke, realizing the danger we were in, raised his Winches ter aud fired. But his aim was too high, aud the savage beast sprang for my back, tearing my coat into shreds and leaving the murks of its slaws on my shoulder. Onee again the panther was about to jump for roe. But this time Burke put a bullet in a vital spot and the panther foil dead. “Ws didn’t stop to look around any longer that day for our steers, but the next afternoon another cowboy belong ing to our camp van across their remains iu a gorge about half a mile away from were wo had shot the panther. They had been killed aud partly devoured by panthero.”—Washington Star. C URB rheumatism by Agfcinfc Hood's Sarsaparilla, which ksk neu tralizing the acid i« Ihe kt*erf ■Armar m ntly relieves uejiet and PiiUJMS. A. K. 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Ciyd* jslnn Sailimr, ete., call mi hmai rout ra erag 1 autf t ravo)im. r axonts of both roads. 01 I.. A. K.MKK.so.N. r. M . K. i (.RAT. S. O. & <J. R. R.. Traftio Muniqu-r Charleston. S. C. CiueinnrMi, Whio S. H LCMI’KIN, Gen’I. Freight and Pass. Acont. HlaoUslo:ru. S. C. SOUTHERN RAILWA1 ihiihnl* of Pa*«nnf*r Eg»ct Pet. Ik. 1S98_ | ▼*•• ,No. If Wo.iaJx*. 38 Ex. Oeilj UaUr-j Sun. Lv. tfkaVa, C- T AUa At>» Jtari t)Mta. IwleHl UntajeriUe. L*2a./ ’.»v Atry Ty««*e w—untnWer fraeee Ceutnd Gveravtlte... Sy«r»*a>ur(. C affair a kUMfcahurg.. KWaKt .. Ufwtoaia * hnrlott* 7fi0 aqa eo m k »' 1 » p . 0 :w a ]0 05 a' 0 35 a, 3 » ubi hf: 'l 25 a If 3 |S I i*> a M *' 0 3V 12 aim I 12 52 Pl 4 K 1 40 p! 2.4 p| 5 M 8 87 p « 10 4 a> p 4 as P 5 UJ p 5 25 p G 30 p 8 22 » 52 p 10 43 Lv greewhoc* Ar. K«Ko<k .. Ar. Danriti* ▲r Kiskne ad . Ar.Wa«ltiut( r, *B “ n*!Wu •* i’lUl " Pkiladelptua. - h*wi»rk . 11 25 pill 51 G 4n a, 0 40 Seetkboand. La Grippe is again epidemic. Ev- ty precaution should be taken to v >id it. Its specific cure is One Minute Cough (Jure. A. .1. Sheperd, Publisher Agricultural Journal and Advertiser, Elden, Mo., says: “No one will be disappointed in using one Minute Cough Cure for La Grippe." Pleasant to take, quick to tot. Cherokee Drug Co., Gaffney. K. S. Withers A- Co., Blacksburg. The rounds of a pugilistic contest should bo square. Women’s (Complexions depend for beauty upon Digestion. Dr. M. A. Simmons Liver Medicine Regulates tho Stomach, Liver and Kidneys and secures the blessings of good Digestion Tho quail always responds to the toast of the season. —— •- - Paul Perry, of Columbus, Ga.. suff ered agony for thirty years, and then cured his Piles by using De Witt’s Witch Hazel Salve. It heals inju ries and skin diseases like magic. Cherokee Drug Co., Gaffney, It. S. Withers & Co,, Blacksburg. -* *•»- — Don’t Toharro Spit ami Simtkr Yonr l.lfe Anaj, To quit tobacco easily nod forei-’r, be maf netlc. lull of life, n< rvi; ami \ig<ir, talc*; No To- Hue, the wonder worUvr, that maU' -i w> »U men strong. All drucifists, .V nrll. l ure guaran teed llooklet uiu] sample free. Addres? Sterling Remedy Co , Chicago or New York. Lv » T.pg.g. “ FkWniettrtiu* “ FtitMor*. . L» Wrrhraui d Lv. I>opv»lK- Lv. jfitWolk Ar •rwHot'o-no Lv 0tr<K«i>t»or* at. (thnrlotre . Lv. ««*krfuia ft* 4W Kiak .- Ml ** )U*<wt»hurc . “ SyM-taal-urg •• wrftMviii*... •* Central “ Srai*e*i “ W**tmi!ii»l<»r “ T*«c*a “ Mt. A i ry . *• Uerneija. . “ Lola. " (Mne-xville “ itufont " Koreros* Ar. Athintn, K. T. At. jAthuitu, U. T. .110 50 : 7 50 ft 42 al » 03 10 15 a| 12 45 ml Fit.Ml| V««. 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Fullman arawiru; room .i,**'un| l>«twe^ <4i eetiakaro nii'i Norfolk. Clqs tit-etAiy at ? *rf;*J% forOLL*4*OlN’TCXI] arrmalv there la time for breukfant )Iaa- he aos ta-I'nlted State* Faat runt aailii between Washington ami Na lean*, Tin Southern Ua.lw&y. A. & W. P. ‘ 4b N. K. Bad L ft., being ceiuiKmad of bag -(-.I. C. JEFFERIES,4- OAFFNEV, S. C. Attorney and Couneellor at Law. Practice* 1 All the Courts. Collection* a Specif Ity. Ml [>< car and r.,«.*iev tkr ugii wliV'Ut rhaniql pn*«*eire*4‘ 7 all ■ ,u~ Pu , , iln rovM aeeepiug ear- between New Yorl New OrCaii*. vu» Athinta ami m utgolj learuig W.oJitueton eni-6 We.ln 'ed.iv a tJ Bleepiaf ar will ri d through Iriueen * Uirtvn atP (\udi Kraucieoo oil <-t| 11,37, .« ajni 12 1'ulltTiHj sVeplnl Vetaeeu UlHituioael and Chariot te U Lad eeetliboiuui N'oa. H and 37, notllumuual is ami 12 FRANK S. rt A* NON. J M.Ct’EP, TkJraV P. & tteu. Mgr., T rattle M'g'r. Waabi-igiuo, L>. U. Waamngtou, BSC. W. A. TCkL. 8 n. HARDSCICK, Oen'l PaHa.,Ag't , Aa* tUoni Paas. Ag’t.. Washington, 1 1) C. AUantajj^ i»