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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. V.]
A Medicine for
Old People.
Rev. Geo. Gay, Greenwich, Kas., is
past 83 years of ax T e, yet he savs: “I
am enjoying excellent health for a man
of my age, Hue entirely to the rejuven
ating influences of Dr. Miles’ Nervine.
It firings sleep and rest when nothing
else will, an ! gives strength and vital
ity even to one of my old age."
“I am an old soldier,” writes Mr. Geo.
Watson, of Newton, la., "and I have
been a great sufferer fr* m nervousness,
vertigo acii spinal trouble. Have spent
considera'olj money for medicine and
doctors, but with little benefit I was
so bad mv mind showed signs of weak-
n- rs. I begantakingDr. Miles’Nervine,
and I know it saved mv life.”
Miiea* Nervine
Saved me from the insane asy
lum,” Mrs. A. M. lleifncr, of Jerico
Springs, Mo., v rites. “I was so nerv
ous that I could scarcely control my
self, could not sleep nor rest, would even
forget tiie names of my own children at
times. I commenced using Dr. Miles’
Nervine and it helped me from the
first, aud now I am perfectly well.”
Sold by all Druggists on Guarantee.
Dr. Miles Medical Co., Elkhart, Ind.
so*. ■■ I DrarcMs.
'lenuine stamped C. C. C. Never sold In bulk.
Beware of the dealer who tries to sell
“something just as good.”
L b-r*! railroad rates to the Stale
Fair wili be made fair wn-k.
Dow Are Your Kidneys t
Dr. Hobbs' Sparaiws Pills cure all kidney Ills. Sam.
pie free Add. Sterling Remedy Co., Chicago or N T.
Go You Want Insurance ?
i am prepared to furnish poli
cies in the very best companies
ar the lowest rates
if you want a bond 1 can make
i for you.
See me before you insure.
F. G. STACY.
Or. C. T. LIPSCOMB,
Dentist,
Office over ft. A. lone* A Co '• Store
an no found at ofll. »* sit -lavs -ne week
j
a man has tru*- faith be
never calls for a ***(*..no plate of has 1 .
COM'MBCS, Ga., Aug. 24. !n72.
Dr. ('. J. Mot KKTT— Dear D. ctor: Wt- guv.
your TKETHIN'A (Teetltiiur Powders! to our
IP Me grandchild with the happiest result*.
The effects were almost magical, and certain
ly more satisfactory than from anything w>-
ever used.
Yours very tru 1 y. JOSEPHS KEY,
Pastor of St. Paul church.
(Now Bishop Southern Methodist > liur.'h.
For sale i>y Cherokee Drag Co.
U fortunately repentah'ce cannot
onceal the deed which causes it.
G. W. SPEER,
A XXOK NBSY-AX-XrAW.
GAFFNEY, S. C.
Jtflce over J. \X. TolUiSou’s Store.
■■■■' I !!!■*!■■!■ ■■■ ■■ ■ ■■1
WALLACE & OTTSr
LAWYERS.
Office upstairs, between K. A. Jones and
laveuport.
Phone K7.
hia signature m on every box of iho genuine
Laxative BrosnO'Quinine Tablets
-'.u remedy (' ores u cold In one day
It is estimated that '20 U(M) horses
are killed hdi uhIIv in London.
Health for 10 Cents.
A lively liver, pure blood, clean
skin, bright eyes, perfect health—
Cascarets Candy Cathartic will ob
tain and secure them for you. Genu
ine tablets stamped C. C. C. 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. V'llklns* Store