The ledger. [volume] (Gaffney City, S.C.) 1896-1907, January 05, 1899, Image 5
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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.
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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.
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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.
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to* »>k Ai.uuiA. imnug can* tervt* all l
en roate. Fullman arawiru; room .i,**'un|
l>«twe^ <4i eetiakaro nii'i Norfolk. Clqs
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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.
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-(-.I. C. JEFFERIES,4-
OAFFNEV, S. C.
Attorney and Couneellor at Law. Practice* 1
All the Courts. Collection* a Specif Ity.
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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
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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^
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