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VTI AS GOOD Niagara ™. tVE RY M J package Soda GUAHANTEED. — :REMEMBER :— No! 10, but 16 Ounces for J. E. EZELL. Do You Want insurance ? i am prepared to furnish poli cies in the very oest companies at the lowest rates. If you want a bond 1 can make it for you. See me before you insure. F. G. STACY. DR. J. F. GARRETT, Dentist, Gaffney, - - - S. C. Office over J. R. Tolleson’e new store In office from 1st to 26th of each month: Dr. C. T. LIPSCOMB, Dentist, Office over R. A. (one* ft Co.’a Stare. Can be found at office six days In the week G. W. SPEER, iv'r ro W IN 15 Y-AT-Iv A w. GAFFNEY, S. C. Office over J. \V. Tolleson’s Store. N. W. HARDIN, LAWYER. Practice In all Courts and alt brandies of the Law. Office over J. W. Tolleson’s store. Oilice liours from 'J.lfO a. in. toll p. m. every day in the week. WALLACE & OTIS, LAWYERS. Office upstairs, between It. A. Jones and Davenport. Phono W. J. E. WEBSTER. Attorney-A.t> Lvavsrj Office In Court Lfouse. (Probate'-Judge s office Gaffney City, S. C. Practices in all the courts. Collec tions a specialty -f J. C. JEFFERIES 4- OAFFNEY. S. C. Commercial Law. Corporation Law Krai Instate Law. Money to loan on approved security. JAMES A. WILLIS, ' ATTORNEY AT LAW, O A. t- r 1-c ISL I-C V , t-». Notary Public In office. Prompt attention given to all business. Office over It. A. Jones ft Co.'s store. D. U.Duncan 0. P.Handers. W.H. Hall.Jr DUNCAN, SANDERS & HAIL, Attorneys-at-Law. Office over J. ft. TolJeeou't ft Co.'s Store. New York, March 10.—A vast audi ence crowded the Academy of Music In this city today to hear Dr. Tnlmage. DiscoursiiiK on “The Ministry of Tears” ho put the misfortunes of life In a cheerful liftht, showing that If they were borne in the right spirit they might prove to be advantages. Mis text was Itev. vll, 17, “And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.” 3 What a spectacle a few weeks ago when the nations were in tears! Queen Victoria ascended from the highest throne on earth to a throne in heaven. The prayer more often offered than any prayer for the last 04 years had been answered, and God did save the queen. All round the world the bells were tolling and the minute guns were booming at the obsequies of the most honored woman of many centuries. As near four years ago the English and American nations shook hands In congratulation at the queen's jubilee, so in these times two nations shook hands in mournful sympathy at the queen’s departure. No people outside Great Britain so deeply felt that mighty grief as our people. The cra dles of many of our ancestors were rocked In Great Britain. Those ances tors played In childhood on the banks of the Tweed, or the Thames, or the Shannon. Take from our veins the English blood, or the Welsh blood, or the Irish blood, or the Scotch blood, and tbe stream of our life would be a mere shallow. There are over there bone of our bone, and flesh of our flesh. It Is our Wllberforee, our Coleridge, our De Quincey, our Robert Burns, our John Wesley, our John Knox, our Thomas Chalmers, our Walter Scott, our Bishop * Charnoek, our Latimer, our Bidley, our Robert Emmet, our Daniel O’Connell, our Havelock, our Buskin, our Gladstone, our good and great and glorious Victoria. The language in which we offered the English nation our condolence Is the same language In which John Biinyan dreamed and Milton sang and Shakes peare dramatized and Richard Baxter prayed and George Whitefleld thunder ed. The Prince of Wales, now king, paid reverential visit to Washington’s tomb at Mount Vernon, and Longfel low’s statue adorns Westminster ab bey, and Abraham Lincoln In bronze looks down upon Scotland’s capital. It was natural that these two nations be In tears. But 1 am not going to speak of national tears, but of individual tears and Bible tears. Riding across a western prairie, wild flowers up to the hub of the carriage wheel and while a long distance from any shelter, there came a sudden show er, and while the rain was falling in torrents the sun was shining as bright ly as I ever saw it shine, and I thought what a beautiful spectacle is this! So the tears of the Bible are not midnight storm, but rain on pansled prairies In God’s sweet and golden sunlight. I’aea of Trouble. You remember that bottle which Da vid labeled as containing tears and Ma ry’s tears and Paul’s tears and Christ's tears and the harvest of joy that is to spring from the sowing of tears. God mixes them; God rounds them: God shows them where to fall; God exhales them. A census is taken of them* and there is a record as to tbe moment when they are born and as to the place of their grave. Tears of bad men are not kept. Alexander In his sorrow had the hair clipped from his horses and mules and made a great ado about his grief, but in all the vases of heaven there is not one of Alexander’s tears. I speak of the tears of God's children. Alas, me, they are falling all tbe time! In summer you sometimes hear the growling thunder, and you see there is a storm miles away, but you know from the drift of the clouds that it will not come any where near you; so, though It may be nil bright around about you, there is a shower of trouble somewhere all the time. Tears, tears! What is the use of them anyhow? Why not substitute laughter? Why not make this a world where nil the people are well and eternal strangers to pains and aches? What is the use of an eastern storm when we might have a perpetual uor’wester? Why, when a family is put together, not have them all stay, or, if they-must be transplant ed to make other homes, then have them all live, the family record telling a story of marriages and births, btit of no deatlis? Why not have the har vests chase each other without fa tiguing toil? Why the hard pillow, the hard crust, the hard struggle? It Is easy enough to explain a smile or a success or a congratulation but come now and bring all your aictlonaiios and all your philosophies and ail your religions and help me explain a fear, A chemist will tell you that it Is made up of salt and lime and other compo nent parts, but he misses the chief in gredients—tlie rcJd of a soured life, the vlperine sting of a bitter memory, Hie fragments of a broken heart. | will tell you what a tear Is. It is agony in solution. Hear, then, while I dis course of the ministry of tears or the practical uses of sorrow: First, It Is the design of trouble to keep this world from being too attract ive. Something must be done to mako us willing to quit this existence. If it were not for trouble, this world would lie a good enough heaven for us. You and 1 would be willing to take a lease of tills life for a hundred million years If there were no trouble. The earth, cushioned and upholstered and pillar ed and cbandellered at such expense, no story of other worlds could enchant us. We would say: “Let well enough alone. If you want to die and have your body disintegrated In the dust and your soul go out on a celestial ad venture, then you can go, hut this world is good enough for me.” You might ns well go to a man who lias Just entered the Louvre at Baris and tell him to hasten oft to tho picture gnl- leriee of Venice or Florence. “Why," he would say, “what Is the use of my going there? There are Rcmbrandta and Rubenses and Titians here that I have not looked at yet.” So man wants to go put gf this worJd pr .put of any house until he hn^'n better house. of Trnrn. To cure tills wish to stay here God must somehow create n disgust for our sin roundings. How shall he do Jt? He cannot afford to efface ids horizon, or to tear off a fiery panel from the sun set, or to subtract an anther from the water lily, or to banish tho pungent aroma from the mignonette, <>r lo dm.': tlie robes of the morning In mire. You cannot expect a Christopher Wren to mar ids own St. Baui’s cathedral, or a Michael Angelo to dash out his own “Last Judgment,’’ or a Handel to dis cord his “Israel lu Egypt,” and you cannot expect God to spoil tho architec ture and music of his own world. How, then, are we to be made willing to leave? Here Is where trouble comes In. After a man has had a good deal of trouble ho says: “Well, 1 am ready to go. If there Is a house somewhere whose roof does not leak, I would like to live there. If there Is an atmosphere somewhere that does not distress the lungs, I would like to breathe it. If there Is a society somewhere where there Is no tittle tattle, 1 would like to live there. If there Is a home circle somewhere where I can find my lost friends, 1 would like to go there.” He used to read tlie first part of the Bible chiefly; now he reads the last part of the Bible chiefly. Why has he chanced Genesis for Revelation? Ah, he used to be anxious chiefly to know how this world was made and all about its geo logical construction. Now he Is chiefly anxious to know how the next world was made, and how it looks, and who live there, and how they dress. He reads Revelation ten times now where he reads Genesis once. The old story, “In the beginning God created the heav ens aud tlie earth,” does not thrill 1dm half as much as the other story, “I saw a new heaven and a new earth.” The old man’s hand trembles as he turns over this apocalyptical loaf, and he lias to take out his handkerchief to wipe ids spectacles. The book of Rev elation Is a prospectus now of the coun try into which he Is soon to immigrate, tlie country In which lie has lots al ready laid out and avenues opened aud mansions built. A Willing; Friend. It Is trouble, my friends, that makes us feel our dependence upon God. We do not know our own weakness or God’s strength until the last plank breaks. It is contemptible in us that only when there Is nothing else to take hold of we catch hold of God. Why, do you know who tlie Lord is? He Is not an autocrat seated far up In a pal ace, from which he emerges once a year, preceded by heralds swinging swords to clear the way. No; he is a father, willing at our call to stand by us in every crisis and predicament of life. I tell you what some of you busi ness men make me think of. A man is unfortunate in ids business. He lias to raise a good deal of money and raise it quickly. He borrows on word and note all lie can borrow. After awhile lie puts a mortgage on his house; after awhile he puts a second mortgage on ids house. Then he puts a lien on his furniture; then lie makes over ids life insurance; then he assigns all ids prop erty; then he goes to ids father-in-law and asks for help. Well, having failed everywhere, completely failed, lie gets down on his knees and says, “O Lord, 1 have tried everybody and everything; now help me out of this financial trou ble!” He makes God the last resort In stead of the first resort. A young man goes off from home to earn ids fortune. He goes with ids mother's consent and benediction. She has large wealth, but he wants to make Ids own fortune. He goes far away, falls sick and gets out of money. He sends for the hotel keener where he Is staying, asking for lenience, and tlie answer lie gets Is, “If you do not pay up Saturday night, you’ll be removed to tlie hospital.” The young man sends to a comrade in tho same building; no help. He writes to a banker who was a friend of Ids deceased father; no relief. Saturday night comes, and he is moved to the hospital. Getting here, he Is fren zied with grief, and he borrows a sheet of paper and a postage stamp, aud bo sits down, and be writes home: “Dear mother, I am sick unto death. Comft’* It Is SOtnlnutes of 10 o’clock when she gets the letter. At 10 o’clock the train starts. She is five minutes from tlie depot. She gets there in time to have five minutes to spare. She wonders why tlie train that can go 40 miles an hour cannot go 80 miles an hour. She rushes Into the hospital. She says: “My son, what does all this mean? Why did you not Bend for me? You sent to everybody but me. You knew 1 would and could help you. Is this tlie reward I get for my kindness to you al ways?” She bundles him up, takes him home and gets him well very soon. Now, some of you treat God Just as that young man treated his mother. When you get into a Unanclal perplex ity. you call on the banker, you call on the broker, you call on your creditors, you call on your lawyer for legal coun sel, you call upon everybody, and when you cannot get any help then you go to God. You say: “O Lord, I come to thee! Help me now out of my perplex ity.” And the Lord comes, though it Is In the eleventh hour. He says: “Why did you not send for me before? As one whom his mother comforteth so will 1 comfort you.” It Is to throw us back upon God Hint we have this min istry of tears. I like what Martin Luther said to Blillip Melauchthon when Melauch- tlion lias gone to bed discouraged and saying to Luther: “our cause is lost. We have bad all our work for nothing. } am in a state of despair!” Then Luther said: “Come, Bhilip, we have bud enough of such talk. lad us sing the Forty-sixth BhuIiii of David; ‘God is our refuge uud strength, a very pres ent help in trouble; therefore will not we fear though tlie earth be removed and the mountains cast into tlie uiids^ of tiie sea, though tbe waters thereof roar and lie troubled, though tlie moun tains shake with the swelling thereof. 8elab!’ ” g) niixithy of Tears. Agaju, It Is the use of trouble to ca pacitate us for the office of sympathy. 'J he priests under the old dispensation were set apart by having water sprin kled upon their hands, feet ami head, and by the sprinkling of tears people are now set apart to tho office of sym pathy. When we are in prosiwrity, we like to have a great many young |>co- ple around us, and we laugh when they laugh, uud we romp when they romp, uud we sing when the^ slug, but whyu wo have trouble wo like plenty of old folks around. Why? They know how to talk. Take an aged mother, 75 years of age. and she is almost omnipotent In comfort. Why? She lias been through It all. At 7 o'clock In tlie morn ing she goes over to comfort a young mother who lias Just lost her babe. Grandmother knows all about that trouble. Fifty years ago she felt It. At 12 o’clock of that day she goes over to comfort a widowed soul. Stic knows all about that. She lias been walking in that dark valley 20 years. At 4 o’clock In the afternoon some one knocks at tlie door, wanting bread. She knows all about that. Two or three times in her life she came to her last loaf. At 10 o’clock that night she goes over to sit up with some one severely sick. She knows nil about it. She knows all about fevers and pleurisies and broken bones. She lias been doc toring ail her life, spreading plasters and pouring out bitter drops and shak ing up hot Allows and contriving things to tempt . poor appetite. Drs. Aber- nethy and Rush and Hosack and Har vey were great doctors, but the great est doctor the world ever saw Is an old Christian woman. Dear me, do we not remember her about the room when we were sick in our boyhood? Was there any one who could ever so touch a sore without hurting it? And when she lifted her spectacles against her wrinkled forehead so she could look closer at the wound it was three- fourths healed. And when the Lord took her home, although you may have been men and women 30, 40. 50 years of age, you lay on the coffin lid and sobbed as though you were only 5 or 10 years of age. A Soul of Infinite Value. Your troubles are educational. I go into the office of a lapidary, an artificer In precious stones, aud I see him at work on one precious stone for a few minutes, and he puts it aside finished. I see him take up another precious stone, and he works on that all the afternoon, and I come in the next day and still find him working on it, and he is at work on it all tbe week. I say to him, "Why did you put only 20 min utes’ work on that one precious stone and put a whole week on this other?” “Oh,” he says, “that one upon which I put only 20 minutes’ work Is of but lit tle worth, and I soon got through with it. But this precious stone upon w’hich I have put such prolonged and careful work Is of vast value, and it is to flash In a king’s coronet.” So God lets one man go through life with only a little cutting of misfortune, for he does not amount to much, he is a small soul and of comparatively little value, but this other soul Is of great worth, and it Is cut of pain, and cut of bereavement, and cut of persecution, and cut of all kinds of trouble, and through many years, and I ask, “Dear Lord, why all this prolonged and severe process?” and God says: “This soul Is of infinite value, aud It is to flash in a king’s cor onet. He shall be mine in the day when I make up my Jewels.” You know, on a well spread table the food becomes more delicate at the last. I have fed you today with the bread of consolation. Let the table now’ be cleared, and let us set on the chalice of heaven. Let tbe King's cupbearers come In. “Oh,” says some critic In the audience, “the Bible con tradicts Itself. It Intimates again and again that there are to be no tears in heaven, and If there be no tears in heaven how Is It possible that God will wipe any away?” I answer, “Have you never seen a child crying one moment and laughing the next and while she was laughing you saw the tears still on her face?" And per haps you stopped her In the very midst of her resumed glee and wiped off those delayed tears. So I think after the heavenly raptures have come upon ps there may be tbe mark of some earthly grief, and while these tears are glittering In the light of tbe jasper sea God will wipe them away. How well he can do that! Jesus bad enough trial to make him sympathetic with all trial. Tbe short est verse in the Bible tells tbe story— “Jesus wept.” Tbe scar on tbe back of bis either band, tbe scar on tbe arcb of either foot, the row of scars along the line of the hair, will keep all heaven thinking. Ob, that Great Weeper Is Just tbe one to silence all earthly trouble, wipe out all staina of earthly grief. Gentle! Why, bis step is softer than tbe step of tbe dew. It will not be a tyrant, bidding you bush your crying. It will be a father who will take yon on bis l<?ft arm, bis face beaming into yours, while with tbe soft tips of tbe Angers of tbo right band be shall wipe away all tears from your eyes. Metblnks it will take ns someTlme to get used to heaven; tbe fruits of God without one speck; tbe fresh pastures without one nettle; the orchestra with out one snapped string; the river of gladness without one torn bank; tbe solferlno and the saffron of the sunrise of the eternal day that beams from God’s face. God Shall Comfort. Friends, If we could get any appreci ation of what God has In reserve for us, it would make us so homesick we would be unfit for our everyday work. Brofcssor liOonard, formerly of Iowa university, put In my hands a meteoric stone, a stone thrown off- from some other world to this. How suggestive It was to me! And I have to tell yon the best representations we have of heaven are only aerolites flung off front that world which rolls on, liearing the ffiiul- titudo of the redeemed. We analyze these aerolites and And theta crystal lizations of tears. No wonder, (lung off from heaven! “God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.” Have you any appreciation of the good and glorious times your friends are having in heaven? How different it Is when they get news there of a f'lirlstlan’s death from what It Is here! It Is the difference between embarka tion and romlng Into port. Everything depends upon which side of the river you stand when you hear of a Chris tian’s death. If you stand on this side of the river, you mourn that they go; If you stand on the other side of the rlv-' er, you rejoice that they come. Oh, the difference between a funeral on earth H»d a Jubilee In heaven, lie!ween re quiem here and triumph there, parting hero and reunion there! Together! Have you ever thought of It? They arc together — not one of your departed friends in one land .and another lu an other land, but together In different rooms of the same house—the house of many mansions! Together! i never more appreciated that thought i than when we’lahi 'away in" her TaVt slumber my sister Sarah. Standing there In tin* village cemetery, 1 looked around and said, “There is father, there is mother, there is grand fat her, there is grandmother, there are whole circles of kindred,” and 1 thought to myself, “To gether in the grave, together In glory.” I am so Impressed with the thought that I do not think It Is any fanaticism when some one is going from this world to tlie next if you make him the bearer of dispatches to your friends who are gone, saying, “Give my love to my parents, give my love to my chiL Aren, give my love to my old comrades who are in glory and tell them 1 am trying to fight tlie good fight of faith, and I will join them after awhile.” I believe the message will lie delivered, and I believe It will increase tlie glad ness of those who are before the throne. Together are they, all their tears gone. Balaam For Sore llearla. In 1751 there was a hill offered lu the English parliament proposing to change the almanac so that the 1st of March should come immediately after the 18th of February, but, oil, what a glorious change in tlie calendar when all tbe years of your earthly existence are swallowed up in the eternal year of God! Take this good cheer home with you. These tears of bereavement that course your cheek and of persecution and of trial are not always to be there. The motherly hand of God will wipe them all away. What is tlie use, on the way to such a consummation—what is the use of fretting about anything? Oh, what an exhilaration it ought to be in Christian work! See you the pinnacles against the sky? It is tlie city of our God, and we are approaching it. Oh, let us be busy in the days that remain for us! I put tills balsam on tlie wounds of your heart: Rejoice at the thought of what your departed friends have got rid of and that you have a prospect of so soon making your own escape. Bear clieerfuljy the ministry of tears and exult at the thought that soou it Is to be ended. There we shall march up the heavenly street Anil ground our arms at Jesus’ feet. Do you not this moment catch a glimpse of tlie towers? Do you not hear a note of the eternal harmony? Some of you may remember the old Crystal palace In this city of New York. I came In from my country home a verdant lad and heard in that Crystal palace the first great music 1 had ever heard. Jullien gave a concert there, and there were 3,000 voices and 3,000 players ui>oii Instruments, and I was mightily Impressed with tlie fact that Jullien controlled tlie harmony with the motion of his hand and foot, boating time with tlie one and emphasizing with the other. To me it was over whelming. Bui nil that was tame com pared with the scene and tlie sound when the ransomed shall come from educate Your Bowels With Casearets. i , r . a J; l, J! r i! r : ? urf: constipation forever. 10c, 26c. If C. C. 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CRACKERS FF?ESH and CRISP. Butter Wafers, Butter Gems, Saratoga Chips, Florentine Biscuit, Arrowood Biscuit, Teaflakes. PEELER & LEMMOND. Prompt Delivery. Phone55. Opening of Books of Subscription. Statk of South Cakomna, > County or Chbrokek. i Pursuant to & commission Issued to the un dersigned as incorporators by M. It. Cooper, Secretary of State, on the lltli day of March, ll»0l, notice Is hereby given that books of subscription to the capital stock of the BlacUburg Cotton Seed oil Mill will be opened at A. H. Polloek's store in tlie city of Blacksburg, State and county aforesaid, on 16th of March, ItiOL at 10 a. in. The said proposed corporation will have a capital stock of $15,OCO divided into 150 shares of the par value of $100 each, with its prin cipal place of business at Blacksburg, S. O. and will be empowered to engage in tlie busi ness of manufacturing cotton seed into oil, meal, bulls, etc. J. F. Will SOX A ST, J. C. Ross, A. II. Poi.l,OCK, N. W. Hardin, D. It. Bird, J ncorporators. Letters of Administration. State of South Carolina, i County of Cherokee, f By J. E. Webster. Esquire, Probate Judge. Whereas J. If. Turner lias made suit to me to grant him letters of administration of tlie estate and effects of James D. Tem pleton, deceased, These are therefore to cite and admonish all and singular the kindred and creditors of tlie said James D Templeton, deceased, that they be and appear before me, in tlie Court of Probate, to be held at Cherokee court house, Gaffney, S. C , on Saturday, March 23d, next, after publication thereof, at eleven o’clock in tlie forenoon, to show cause, if any they have, why the said administration should not be granted. Given under my hand this 8th day of March, Anno Domini, 1901. J. E. Webster, [L. S.] Prohate Judge. Published in Gaffney Ledger 12th and 19th March, 1901. the eaut, anti the west, uud the north, and ftie south and sit down in the kingdom of God, myriads above my riads, galleries above galleries, and Christ will rise, and all heaven will rise with him, and with ids wounded hand and wounded foot lie will con duct that harmony. “Like the voice of many waters, like the voice of mighty thunderiugs, worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive riches and honor and glory and power, world without end.” [Copyright, 1901, by Louis Klopsch, N. Y.] Dr. Hull’s CMtagli Syrup prevents pneumo nia or inflammation of tlie lungs. Tills cele brated remedy will cure a cough or cold promptly. It Is the best medicine for a'l kinds of lung trouble and costs hut 25 cts. a bottle. T. I. WALKER, GAFFNEY, S. C., Deals Exclusively In Lumber and Builders' Material and carries in stock a complete line of DOORS. SASH, BLINDS, PAINTS, OIL, PLASTERERS’ MATERIAL, 7 1 and everything needed for building purposes. 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