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t » n c * ^ Wasuixotox, Scmi. 2S).—In th's <1is- ponrso I>r. "I'nli’ .mui’ shows how <iny oth’ pjm hp widely siud forever reeol- h eted and cheers (h‘spondeiit ('hristlan workers: Joh xxiv, 20, “He shall be no more remembered," and rsalm* cxii, (i. “The righteous shall be in ever lusting remeuibr.mee." oblivion ami its defeats l speak today. There is an old monster that swallows down everything. It crunch es Individuals, families, communities, states, nations, continents, hemispheres, worlds. Its diet is made up of years, of centuries, of ayes, of cycles, m' mil lenniums. of eons. That monster is called by N«-ah Webster and all the other dietionaries "Oblivion.” It is a slot p down whieh everything rolls. It is a contiagration in which everything Is consumed. It is a dirge which ail orchestras play and a period at whieh everything stops. It is the cemetery of the human race. It is the domain of forgetfulness. Oblivion! At times it tbrows*a shadow over all of us, and I would not pronounce it today if I did not come armed in the strength of the eternal (Jod on your behalf to attack it. to route it. to d< molish it. Why. just look at the way the fami lies of tin; earth disappear. For awhile they are together, inseparable, and to each other indispensable, and then they part, some by marriage going to es tablish other homes, and some leave this life, and a century is long enough to plant a family, develop it, prosper it and obliterate it. So the generations vanish. Walk up Pennsylvania avenue. Washington; !’r< adway. New ^ork; Slate street. Piston; t'kestnut street. Philadelphia; the Slraml. London; Princess street. Kdiubargh; <'linmp> ElystParis; Enter den Linden. I*, r- lin, and you will meet in this year IbW not one person who walked there in the ycarlSOI. What engulfment. Alltheor- die.nry efforts at perpetuation are dead failures. Walter Scott's Old Mortai;’; n ty go round with his chisel to rocu: the faded epitaphs on tombstones. Inti Old Oblivion has a quicker chisel, with which he can cut out a thousand epi taphs while Old Mortality is cutting in one epitaph. Whole libraries of biogra piiies devoured of bookworms or un read of tin' rising generations. All the signs of il <* stores and warehouses of great I’rms have changed, unless the grand, t ns think that it is an advantage to ke. p the oid sign up because the name if the ancestor was more coin- im mi"lory than the name of the de Kcendaiit. The city of Home, Italy, stands today, but dig down deep enough and you come to another Home, buried, and go down still further and you will lind a third Hi.me. .Jerusalem stands today, but d g down deep enough and you will lind a Jerusalem under neath. and go on and deeper down a third Jerusalem. A Hundred Years lienee. Call tl'.e roll of the armies of Baldwin I. or of Charles Martel or of Marlbor ough or of Mithridates or of Prince l i ederlek or of Cortes, and not one an swer will you hear. Stand them in line am! call the roll of the l.OOO.OOP men in the army of Thebes. Not one answer. Stand them in line, the 1.700,- niMi infantry and the 200,(KM» cavalry ^ of the Assyrian army under Ninus. and call ihe toll. Not one answer. Stand in line the 1.ooo.ihh> men of Sesostris, the i.goo.oot men of Artaxerxes at Cnuaxa. the 2,0-41.000 men under Xerxes- at Thermopyhe and call the long roll. Not one answer. At the opening of our civil war the men of the northern and southern armies were told that if they fell in battle their names would never be forgotten by their country. Out of the million men who fell in battle or died in military hospitals you cannot call the names oi a thousand nor the names of f>00 nor the names of 100 nor the names of fifty. Oblivion! In some old family record a descend ant studying up the ancestral line may spell out our name ami from the faded Ink with great effort find that soun person by our name was horn some where in the nineteenth century, but they will know no more about us than we know about the color of a child’s eyes born last night In a village in Patagonia. Tell me something about your great-grandfather. What were bis features? What did he do? What year was he born? What yearAlld he die? And your great-grandmother? Will you describe the style of the hat ahe wore, and how did she and your great-grandfather get on in each oth er’s companionship? Was It March weather or June? Oblivion! That mountain surge rolls over everything. Even the pyramids are dying. Not a day passes but there Is chiseled off a chip of that granite. The sea Is trl- utnphlng over the land, and what is going on at our Atlantic coast is going on ail around the world, and the eontl nents are crumbling Into the waves. And while thlfs Is transpiring on the outside of the world, the tiot chisel of the internal tire is digging under the foundation of the earth and cutting Its way out toward the surface. It •MirprlscH me to hear people say they do uot think the world will tlually be tiurncd up when nil scientists will tell you that it lias for .-iges been on tire. We Like to He Heineinbered. Why. there Is only it crust In-tween us and the f trances Inside raging to get out. Oblivion! The world Itself will roll Into It as easily ns n school- boy's India rubber ball rolls down a hill, and when our world goes it is so Interlocked by the law of gravitation with other worlds that they will go, too. and so far from having our mem ory perpetuated by a monument of Aberdeen granite in this world there Is no world in sight of our strongest telescope that will be a sure pediment for any slab of commemoration of the fact that we ever lived or died at all. Our earth is struck with death. The nxletree of tin* constellations will break and let down the populations of other worlds. Stellar, lunar, solar, mortality. Oblivion! It can swallow and will swallow whole galaxies of worlds as easily as a crocodile takes down a frog. Yet oblivion does not remove or swal low anything that had better not be re moved or swallowed. The old monster Is welcome to his meal. This world would long ago have bt*en overcrowded if not for the merciful removal of na tions and generations. What if all the books bad lived that were ever written and printed and published? The libra ries would by their immensity have obstructed intelligence and made all re search impossible. The fatal epidemic of books was a merciful epidemic. Many of the state and national libra ries today are only morgues, iu which dead books are waiting for some one to come and recognize them. What if all the people that had been born were still alive? We would have been el bowed by our ancestors of ten centuries ago. and people who ought to have said their last word three thousand years ago would snarl at us, saying. *‘\V hat are you doing here?” There would have boon no room to turn around. Some of the past generations of mankind were not worth remembering. The first useful thing that many people did was to die; their cradle a misfortune and their grave a boon. In all the i’antheon the weakest god dess is Clio, the goddess of history, and instead of being represented by sculp tors as holding a scroll might better be represented as limping on crutches. Faithful history is the saving of a few things out of more tilings lost. Th-* Immortality that comes from pomp of obsequies or granite shaft or building nuned after its founder or page of recognition in some encyclopedia is an immortality unworthy of one’s ambi tion, for it will cease and is no Immor tality at all. Oblivion! A hundred years. But while 1 recognize this uni versal submergence of things earthly, who wants to be forgotten? Not one of us. Absent for a few weeks or months from home, it cheers us to know that we are remembered there. It is a phrase we have all pronounced, “1 hope you missed me.” Meeting some friends from whom we have been part ed many years we Inquire, “Did you ever s»h* me before?” And they say, “Yes.” and call us by name, and we feel a delightful sensation thrilling through their hand Into our hand and running up from elbow to shoulder and then parting, the one current of delight ascending to the brow and the other descending to the foot, moving round and round iu concentric circles until every nerve and muscle and capacity of body and mind and soul is permeat ed with delight. (iood Liven Forever. Now, I have to tell you that this ob livion of which 1 have spoken has Its defrats, and there is no more reason why we should not he distinctly and vividly and gloriously remembered live hundred million billion trillion quadril lion quintiliion years from now than that we should lie remembered six weeks. I am going to tell you how the thing can be done and will be done. \Ye may build this “everlasting re membrance,” as my text styles it, into the supernal existence of those to whom we do kindnesses in this world. You must remember that this inlirm and treacherous faculty which we now call memory is in the future state to he complete and perfect. “Everlasting re membrance!” Nothing will slip the stout grip of that celestial faculty. Did you help a widow pay her rent? Did you lind for that man released from prison a place to g< t honest work? Did you pick up a child, fallen on the curb stone, and by a stick of candy put iu his hand stop tin* hurt on his scratched knee? Did you assure a business man. swamped by the stringency of tin* money market, that times would after awhile he better? Did you lend a Mag dalen of the street into a midnight mis sion, where the Lord said to her: “Nei ther do 1 condemn thee. <h> and sin no more?” Did you tell a man. clear discouraged in his waywardness and hopeless and plotting suicide, that for him was nearby a Inver, in whieh he might wash and a coronet of eternal blessedness he might wear? What are epitaphs In graveyards, what are eulogiums In presence of those whose breath Is In their nostrils, what are unread biographies in the al and barn and shed into n hospital and inoainad.ned the Susquehanna and the lames and the (.'hattahooehee and the Savannah with brave biood? The kind nesses you d<> to others will stand as long in the appreciation of others as the gates of heaven will stand, as the "house of many u ;:n.-ious” will stand, as loug as the throne of (Jod will stand. Oblivion IH-rpuU-d. Another defeat of Oblivion will be found in the character of those whom we rescue, uplift or save, (’haiaeter is eternal. Suppose by a right intiuenee we aid in tram forming a bad man into a good man. a dolorous man into a hap py man. a disheartened man into a courageous man. every stroke of that wotk done will be immortalized. There may never be so much as one line in a newspaper regarding it or no mortal tongue may ever whisper it into human ear. but wherever that soul shall go your work upon it shall go. wherever that soul rises your work on it will rise, and so long as that soul will last your work on it will last. Do you sup- post* there will ever come such an idi otic lapse in tie* history of that soul in heaven that it shall forget that you in vited him to Christ; that you. by pray er or gospel work, turned him round from the wrong way to the right way? No such insanity will ever smite a heavenly citizen. It is not half as well on earth known that Christopher Wren planned and built St. Paul’s as it will be know!) in all heaven that you were the Instrumentality of building a tem ple for the sky. We teach a Sabbath class, or put a Christian tract in the hand of a passerby, or testify for Christ in a prayer meeting, or preach a sermon, ami go home discouraged, as though noth rg had been accomplished, when we had be< n character building with a material that no frost or earth quake or rolling of the centuries can damage or bring down. There is no sublimer art on earth than architecture. With pencil ami rule and compass, the architect sits down alone and in silence find evolves from his own brain a cathedral or a national eapitol or a massive home In - fore he leaves that table, and then he goes out ami unrolls his plans and calls earpeniers and masons and arti sans of all sorts to execute his design, and when it is finished he walks around the vast structure and sees the completion of the work with high sat isfaction. and on a stone at some cor ner of the building the architect's name may he chiseled. But the storms do their work, and time, that takes j down everything, will yet take down that structure until there shall not be one stone leit upon another. But there is it soul in heaven. Through your in strumentality it was put there. Un der God’s grace you are the architect of its eternal happiness. Your name Is written not on one corner of its na ture, but inwrought Into its every liber sind energy. Will the storms of win ter wash out the story of what you have wrought upon that spiritual struc ture? No. There are no storms in that land, and there is no winter. Will time wear out tin* Inscription which shows your fidelity? No. Time is past, and it is a:i everlasting nc"\ Built Into the foundation of that im perishable structure, built into its pil lars, built into its capstone is your name, either the name you have on earth or the name by which celestials shall call you. I know the Bible says in one place that (Jod is a jealous (Jod. but that re ers to the work of those who worship some other god. Y'ohle Dt-edn EverlantlnK. A true father Is not jealous of his child. Wltn what glee you show the picture your child penciled or a toy ship your child hewed out or reelL the uoble deed your child accomplish ed! And God never was jealous of a Joshua, never was jealous of a Haul, never was jealous of a Frances Haver- gal, never was jealous of a man oi woman who tried to heal wounds and wipe a way tears and lift burdens and save souls, and while all is of grace and your self abnegating utterance will should some day meet with an accident that should s< ml worlds crashing into each other 1 ke tclcsimped railway trains, and all the wheels of constella tions and galaxies should stop, and down Into one chasm of immensity all the suns ami moi.us and stars should tumble like the midnight express at Ashtabria. that wouid not touch t's sind Wo'.dd not hurt (Jod, for God is a spirit, n.i i character and memory are humor tab and over that grave of a w material universe might truthfully he written, "The righteous shall be held in everlasting ren'emh aur*e." (> Time, we defy thee! O Death, we stamp thee in the dust of thine own scpulclx r.s! O Eternity, roll on til! the last star has stopped rotating and the last sun is', ex tinguished on tin* sapphire pathway, and the last moon has illumined the last night, and as many years have passed as all tin* scribes that ever took pen could describe by as many figures ns they could write iu all the centuries of all time, but thou shall have no pow er to efface from any soul iu glory the memory of anything we have done to bring it to God and heaven! Graven on God’* Hand*. There is another and a more com plete defeat for oblivion, and that is in the heart of (Jod himself. \ou have seen a sailor roll up his sleeve and show you his arm tattooed ivith the figure of a favorite ship, perhaps the first otic in which he ever sailed. You have seen a soldier roll up his sleeve and show you his arm tattooed with the figure of a fortress where he was garrisoned or the face of a great gen eral under whom he fought, \oubave seen many a hand tattooed with the face of a loved one before or after marriage. This custom of tattooing is almost as old as the world. It is some colored liquid punctured into the llesb so Indelibly that nothing can wash it out. It may have been there fifty years, but when the man goes into his I coffin that picture will go with him J on hand or arm. Now. God says that he Isas tattooed us upon his hands. ! There can be no oilier meaning in the J forty-ninth chapter of Isaiah, where God says, "Behold. I have graven thee on the palms of my hands.” It was as much as to say: “I cannot open my hand t<> help but I think of you. 1 can not spread abroad my hands to bless but I think of you. Wherever I go up and down the heavens I take these two pictures of you with me. They are so inwrought into my being that I cannot lose them. As long as my hands last the im mory of you will last. Not on the back of my hands, as though to an nounce you to others, but on the palms of my hands for myself to look at and study and love. Though 1 hold the winds in my fist, no cyclone shall up root the inscription of your name and your face, and though I hold the ocean iu the hollow of my hand its billowing shall not wash out the record of my remembrance. ‘Behold, I have graven thee on the palms of my hands.’ ” Kternal Ilenieiubrance. What joy, what honor, can there be comparable to that of being remember ed by the mightiest and most affection ate being in the universe? Think of it —to hold an everlasting place in the heart of (Jod! The heart of God! The most beautiful palace in the universe. Let the archangel build some palace as grand as that if he can. Let him crum ble up all the stars of yesternight and tomorrow night and put them together as mosaics for such a palace tloor. Let him take all the sunrises and sunsets of all the days and the auroras of all the nights and hang them as uphol stery at its windows. Lot him take all the rivers and all the lakes and all the oceans and toss them into the foun tains of this palace court. Let him take all the gi Id of all the hills and hang it in its chandeliers and all the pearls of all tin* seas and all the dia monds of all the Helds and with them ’arch the* doorways of tii.it palace and then invite into all the glories that Esther ever saw at a I’ersian banquet or Daniel ever walked among in Baby lonian castles or Joseph ever witness- be. "Not unto us. uot unto us, but unto j ed in Pharaoh's throiicroom and then thy name. O Lord, give glory!” you : yourself enter this castle of arclian- shall always fed a heavenly satisfae- i gdic construction and see how poor a FIRE IN PHILADELPHIA. Au Early Horning Blaz** liexiiis In $2.10,000 Lo*«. Piijla dklphia. Oct. 3 —Leaohe’s store and warehouse, at Fine *nt i street and Columbia avenue, owned by A. 6. Leach & Co., one of the largest establisuments of the city, was completely destroyed by fire touay. The tire started from an unknown eked cause in the carpet cleanimr department ! on the second floor of a 6-story building i aud the structure was soon a mass of flames. Notmmr was saved. A 3-story j budding adjoining was also d> stroved [ ; and ‘n beg wails demolished Rog ts’ j music storo, ,\ir. .a-aen says the loss on his two ! buddings is .flo.Ol’t), and mat me house hold goods stored in thmn were worth from i'250.000 to $500,000. Rogers’ io-s D annul j 10,000. Surrounding buddings were damaged to the extent oi $4,000. tion in every good thing you did on earth, aud if iconoclasm, borne from beneath, should break through the gates of heaven and efface one record of your earthly fidelity methinks Christ would take one of the nails of his own cross and write somewhere on the crystal or the amethyst or the Jaciinii or tin* chrysoprasus your name and just under it tin* inscription of my text. “The righteous shall be held in everlasting remembrance.” Oh. this character building! You and I are ev ery moment busy in tiiat tremendous occupation. You are making me bet ter or worst, and 1 am making you bet ter or worse, aud we shall, through all coves of a city library, compared with i eternity, bear the mark of this bent- the Imperishable records you have made diction or blasting. Let others have in the Illumined memories of those to > the thrones of heaven, those who have whom you did sueh kindnesses? For- 1 more mightily wrought for God and get them? They cannot forget them. , the truth, but it will be heaven enough Notwithstanding all their might and < for you and me if ever and anon we splendor, there are some things the glo- meet some radiant soul on the boule- rilled of heaven cannot do, and this Is ; vards of the great city who shall say; one of them. They cannot forget an earthly kindness done. They have no cutlass to part that cable. They have no strength to hurl Into oblivion that benefaction. Has Paul forgotten the Inhabitants of Malta, who extended the island hospitality when he and others with him had felt, added to a ship wreck. the drenching rain and the sharp cold? Has the victim of the highway man on the road to Jericho forgotten tiie good Manmtitan with a medicament of oil and wine and a free ride to the hostelry? Have the English soldiers who went up to God from the Crimean battlefields forgotten Florence Nightin gale? Through nil eternity will the northern and southern soldiers forget tiie northern and southern women who iidminlHterod to tiie dying boys in blue and gray after the awful tights In Ten- | “You helped me once. You encouraged me when I was in earthly struggle. 1 do not kuow that l would have reached this shining place had It not been for you,” aud we will laugh with heavenly glee aud say: “Ha, ha! Do you really remember that talk? Do you remem ber that warning? Do you remember that Christian invitation? What a memory you have! Why, that must have been down there In Washington { or New Orleans at least ten thousand million years ago.” And the answer will Ik*. “Yes. It was as long as that, but I remember It as well as though It were yesterday ” Oh. this character building! The structure lasting Independent of pass ing centuries, independent of (‘rumbling i mausoleums. Independent of the whole planetary system. Aye. If the material <;<ih Operators and Miner' Aarree. KsoXViLLit, Oct 3.—A special to The Sentinel irom Somerset, Ky., says a set tlement has been reached bv the miners with the coal operators of the Cincin nati Southern coal linsiriot. The terms or the settlement are iu accordance wiru Judge C. D Clark’s decision a> referee on the Jedico district wage sralw. The Cincinnati S urnern mines will continue operation wiinoui inciueu;. trouble Brewing m A**mn. Loxnos, Oct. 3.—The Calcutta Times’ correspondent says: “ fne controver.-y j between the tea planters of Assam aud the chief commissioner of that province has reached an acute stage. Tne Indian governor sent a long petition to the viceroy asking him to use his influence on native leeiing in Assam.” Eieterniari’zburg Wins. London, Oct. 3 —J. E Plant’s boy colt Pietermaritzburg, by St. Si:uou-Sea Air, won the Jockey ciub stakes of 10,- 000 sovereigns at Newmarket today. Lord Rosebery’s Epsom Lai: was second and King Ed war.'a Diamond Juoilee third. Eigut horses ran. Lend ins Politician 'Miicide*. Jacksonville, Ills., Oct. 3. — Hon. George W. Mnith, for many years a leading Democratic politician ami mem ber o: the state legislature, committed suicide touay. Belgian Coni ^irike. Leiok, Belgium, Oct. 3.—The coal strike is rapidly extending to all eoul pits on the left bank of tiie Meuz, aud has involved 10,000 .strikers. Th« World'* Greate*t Foyer Medicine. Johnson’s Tunic does in a day whui slow Quinine •••innot do in ten days. Iis splernod i run sure in striking contrast with tiie feeble i cures made by Quinine. If you are utterly wretched, take a thor ough course ot Johnson's Toni* and drive out every trace of Malarial poisoning. The wise insure their lives and the wiser insure their lienitii by using Johnson’s ( hill aed Fever Tonic. It costs 5n cents if it cures; not one cent if It does not. nessee and I’ennsylvaiffa and Virginia , universe, which kcciiik all himnd tiv and Georgia, which turned every house ! get her like one piece of machinery, palace it is compand with the greater palace that some of you have already found in the heart of a loving and par doning God and into which all the mu sic and ail the prayers and all the ser- monic considerations of this day are trying to introduce you through the blood of the slain Lamb. Oil, where is oblivion now? Front tiie dark aud overshadowing word that it seemed when I begun it has become something which no man or woman or child who loves the Lord need ever fear. Oblivion defeated. Oblivion dead. Oblivion sepulchered. But 1 must uot be so hard on that devouring monster, for Into Its grave go all our sins when the Lord for Christ’s sake has forgiven them. Just blow a resurrection trum pet over them when once oblivion has snapped them down. Not one of them rises. Blow again. Not a stir amid all the pardoned Iniquities of a life time. Blow again! Not one of them moves In the deep grave trenches. But to this powerless resurrection trumpet a voice responds half human, half di vine, and It must be part man and part God, saying, “Their sins and their in Iqultles will I remember no more" Thank God for this blessed oblivion! Ho you see I did uot invite you down into a cellar, but up on a throne; not Into the graveyard to which id! materi alism is destined, but into u garden ail abloom with everlasting remembrance. Tin* frown of my first text lias become the kiss of the second text. Anuihi.'a- tiou lias become coronation. The wring ing hands of a great agony have be come tiie dapping bauds of u great Joy. The requiem with which we began has become the grand march with which we close. The tear of sadness that rolled down our cheek has struck the Up on which sits the laughter of eter nal triumph. [Copyright, 1001, louU Klopsch, N. 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Never sold in bulk. All druggists, 10c. T? e first su^ar mauutset ur.-d 'n this o ur.*try was.made in New (>rb an- in 179(5 J. E. WEBSTER, A. ttoriiAvy-A t - l ^iA w, ffiretu Court Bouse. iPronaMv.ludge soffice Gaffney City, S. C- r'rtti’t.cos id ill tfaHoouTta. Oolleo- tonfl a upp'-mltY JAMES A. WILLIS, ATTORN KY AT LAW .Notary Public in office. Prompt attention given to al. business. Office over K. A. Jones A Oo.'s store. DO YOU GET UP WITH A LAME BACK ? Kidney Trouble Makes You Miserable. Almost everybody who reads the news papers is sure to know of the wonderful cures made by Dr. j Kilmer’s Swamp-Root, I the rreat kidney, liver [k and bladder remedy. tb It is the great medf- cal triumph of the nine teenth century; dis covered after years of scientific research by Dr. Kilmer, the emi nent kidney and blad der specialist, and is wonderfully successful in promptly curing lame back, kidney, bladder, uric acid trou bles and Bright's Disease, which is the worst form of kidney trouble. Dr. Kilmer’s Swamp-Root is not rec ommended for everything but if you have kid ney, liver or bladder trouble it will be found just the remedy you need. It has been tested in so many ways, in hospital work, in private praeffee, among the helpless too poor to pur chase relief and has proved so successful in every case that a special arrangement has been made by which all readers of this paper who have no* already tried it, may have a sarnpi a bottk* sent free by mail, also a book telling more about Swamp-Root and how to find out if you have kidney or bladder trouble. When writing mention reading this generous offer n this paper and send your address toi Dr. Kilmer 8tCc.,Bing-1 lamton, N. Y. The ‘egular fifty cent and Hom« of Hwunp-Rnut. dollar sizes are sold by all good druggists. D.K.Duncan O. P.Sanuert>. W.H. Ball, Jr DUNCAN, SANDERS ft HALL, Attorneys-at-Law. urn Dissolution Notice. Notice 1* hereby >riven that the tirm of Tlllotson A Johnson has Iteen dissolved hy mutual consent. All unflidshed business of the Arm will lie disposed of by VV. Il.Tillot— son. XV. H Tillotkoic tWTMt V. M. Johnson. Spectacles and Eyeglasses Scientifically fitted for the correction of aW defects of vision. H. R. GOODELL, Optician, SPARTAN BURG, 8. 0. Nocharse for examination. “Black and White." "Mack and White” Is the ininie of a new system of drawiior In crayon, so s'mple Mint any one can learn It. Any sort of picture can la* eniarjred to any sl/.c; landscapes sketched from nature or sil houette* drawn from life. A pupil who has never had a lesson la-fore can make Dfe-sUe portraits In from one t* three weeks practice A child eltrhl years old can learn, ttv this method ' very family can have itsowu arltsL There are no failure*, lairse clasae- wher ever presented. You are lnvit»*d to visit ilw Mtudloand see for yourself. Over 100 drnw- Intrson exhibition- Kuch pupil is tnm;ht sep arate!) and success nssur d. Portraits madw to order sirlci y (re** hand work. Studio over O. L. 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