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Prepared by E. C. DeWITT & Co., CHICAGO.
For sale by
Cherokee Drug Co., Gaffney; L. D.
Allison, Cowpens.
EXECUTOR’S SALE.
State of South Carolina,
County of Cherokee.
By virtue of authority given us un
der the will of Maj. Lee Linder, de
ceased, (recorded in the office of the
Probate Judge for the county afore
said in Book of Wills. No. 1 page 181-
183) we will sell at public outcry, be
fore the court house door, at Gaffney,
S. C., on the first Tuesday, salesday,
January 2, 190C, (the first Monday be
ing new years and a legal holiday) at
11 o’clock A. M.. the following describ
ed real estate belonging to said estate:
All that lot. of land situated in the
town of Gaffney, Cherokee county and
State aforesaid, beginning at corner
of alley (20 feet wide) and W. Robin
son street, and running S. 541-2 E.
44 feet; thence S. 35 1-2 W. 132 feet
to another alley (20 feet wide);
thence N. 54 1-2 W. 44 feet with said
last named alley to the first named
alley; thence with said alley N. 351-2
E. 132 feet to the beginning corner,
embracing the residence of Maj. Lin
der, deceased, and being lot No. 1 of
said property as recently surveyed by
R. O. Sams. D. S., and containing
5,808 square feet.
Also lot No. 2. lying on said W.
Robinson street, beginning at corner
of lot No. 1 and running with said
street 541-2 E. (as runs lot No. 1)
8G feet to corner on dejKJt lot; thence
S. 51 1-2 W. 52 feet and 3 Inches to
stake; thence S. 26 1-2 E. 32 feet to
corner on said depot lot and Ross lot;
thence N. 341-2 W. with Ross lino
45 feet; thence the same direction
along line of lot No. 3, 56 feet to cor
ner, on line of lot No. 1; thence N.
35 1-2 E. 66 feet to the begining, con
taining 5,355 square feet, and being
the lot known as the living stable
lot, opposite the old National Bank
building.
Also lot No. 3, adjoining lots Nos.
1 and 2, beginning on alley (20 feet
wide) and running with said alley
N. 64 1-2 W. 56 feet to corner of lot
No, 1; thence N. 351-2 E. along line
of lot No. 1, 66 feet to corner of lots
Noe. 1 and 2; thence with lot No. 2,
S. 841-2, E. 56 feet to corner
•a line of lot No. 2; thence
S. 351-2 W. 66 feet to the be
ginning corner, containing 3,696
square feet; and all ot the three
aforesaid lots embraced In two lots
or parcels of land conveyed to Maj.
Lee Linder by H. H. Thomson and S.
S. Ross, respectively.
Terms of sale: One-half cash, bal
ance on credit of twelve (12) months;
credit portion to be secured by bond
of purchaser and mortgage of pre
mises sold, with 8 per cent, interest
from day of sale until paid, with the
privilege to purchaser of paying all
cash. Purchaser to pay for papers
and recording.
Nannie V. Smith,
R. E. Linder,
As Exors. estate Maj. Lee Linder,
deceased.
Publish In Gaffney Ledger Decem-
ber 15. 22 and 29, 1905.
By Rev.
Frank De Witt Talmatfe, D. D.
REAL ESTATE SALE.
State of South Carolina.
County of Cherokee.
By virtue of power given me ’by
various parties, I will sell at public
sale before the court house door at
Gaffney, S. C „on salesday in January
next, being Tuesday, January 2,
1906, immediately after the official
sales, the following described pro
perty :
Lot 7, containing one hundred and
twenty-seven acres, more or less,
bounded by lands of R. R. Brown,
Cleveland Robbs and others, and be
ing near the Bonner road.
L>t No. 15, containing eighty-eight
acres , situated on tin* Bonner road
bounded by lots 14 and 16.
Lot No. 16, containing seventy two
acres, situate.l on the Bonner road,
and bounded by lands of Martin, and
lot No. 15.
Lot No. 22. containing one hundred
and thirly-elght acres, situated on
the Brandy branch and between the
Metal road and the Bonner road.
Lot No. 25. containing seventy
. ores, more or less, bounded by
Hayes, and also situated between
Metal road and Bonner road, on
head waters of Brandy branch.
IxR No. 24, containing one hundred
and eighteen acres, more or less, on
lioad waters of Brandy branch be
tween Bonner road and road, and
bounded by No. 25 and 23.
Also lot No. 23, containing one hun
dred and twenty-eight acres, more or
less, on Brandy branch, between tee
Metal roal and the Bonner road, be
tween lots 22 and 24.
Also lot No. 16, containing ninety-
tlwee acre* and one-half, more or less,
bounded by R. C. Gossett, ihe Metal
road and Westbrooks and others.
All the above lots of land were sur
veyed by W. C. Camp in 1877. and the
plats are recorded in clerk’s office for
Spartanburg county in book R. R
page* 4fl, 475 and 475
Above lots all heavily timbered.
Terms of sale: One-third cash, bal
ance on a credit of one and two years
front day of aale, credit portion to be
aeoured by note and mortgage and to
bear Interest from date at eight per
«e*it, purchaser to pay for papers.
Howard B. Carlisle.
Ot* 15-22-29.
Los Angeles. Cal., Dec. 24.—In the
prospect and retrospect afforded by
our ascent of the Pisgah heights of hu
man life and experience the preacher
finds a topic appropriate to the closing
old year and full of encouragement for
the now. The text is Deuteronomy
xxx iv, 1. ’ To the top of Pisgah.”
1 would that Victor Hugo’s works
were by my side. I could find in one of
bis books—I think the one entitled
“Ninety-three”—a marvelous descrip
tion of a storm in midocean. The great
ship, which. I believe, was a man-of-
war, was being tumbled about in the
heavy billows. The hurricane was
shrieking in a pandemonium of wrath.
Only those who have been tossed
about by u cyclone far out of sight of
land know what the* horrors of such a
storm must have been. Suddenly the
dangers of the tempest were multipo-
tently increased by another danger
nearer at hand. The ship was rolling
this way and that. The huge cannon
were straining at the chains that held
them in place. Suddenly one of these
cannon broke loose, and with frightful
velocity it started on its Juggernaut
like mission of destruction. While the
prow of the ship would lift itself and
then point its nose down into the val
leys of the waters, like a tenpin ball,
tin* vagabond cannon would rush along
the length of the deck and crash into
the masts until the terrified sailors al
most heard tin* keel snap under their
feet. Then when the ship would lurch
to leeward and the gunwales would be
submerged under the rushing waters
the huge iron monster would stop just
a minute. The next instant It would
make a dash in that direction until,
like a battering ram, It seemed as
though it would splinter the side of the
hull into kindlings. Horror upon hor
ror followed in its track. It mangled
the brave seamen who were trying to
lasso It as a cowboy upon western
prairie would throw the lariat about
the horns of a wild steer. Now It sent
the sailors fleeing for their lives like a
covey of partridges scurrying to the
woods after the pointer has made them
fly up from the underbrush. Again It
wrenched the Iron bar out of the hands
it the man who was trying to clog the
ffuu carriage wheels and hurled him
clear across the deck and far out Into
the abysmal depths to find a watery
grave.
The dangers of the battlefield were
child’s play compared to the dangers
wnich threatened that ship. And yet
as I rend that account many years ago
I said to myself: “Those sailors were
having an awful struggle, but very
similar are the multitudinous dangers
and difficulties that assail most of us
during the voyage of life. The storms
are not April showers, but December
tornadoes. The dangers that threaten
to demolish us not’ only come from
without, but assail us from within the
ship. It Is hurricane after hurricane,
bombardment after bombardment, bat
tling wave after battling wave, rolling
juggernaut followed by rolling jugger
naut.”
But though the dangers and storms
of life seem to be so many and black
while we are passing through them,
yet in almost every life there comes a
time when, like Moses, we can stand
upon risguh’s heights, where we can
truly see that all these troubles and
misfortunes have been working togeth
er for our. good. As Moses was allow
ed to climb to the top of Mount Nebo
and look off upon the promised land
and see the results of his life work, so
God lets us climb to tin* mountain tops
of inspiration and look off upon the re
sults of our life work. Then we can
see Into the dim future and know that
the genu seeds we have planted shall
yield their harvests thirty, sixty and
a hundred fold. And then we can look
hack into the past as well as Into the
future and see how God has been lead
lug us all the way. Let us first start
with a retrospect.
Tilt* .U on It til III Ili'lKlltH.
The traveler climbing up the moun
tain height naturally looks behind as
well as ahead. He looks toward the
hind across which he has traveled as
well as toward the region to which he
intends to go. lie looks back toward
bis wilderness as well as ahead toward
his promised Utopia. We wonder not
that when Marcus Whitman, after
weeks and months of traveling, finally
gtood iqsin tin* tops of the Rocky
mountains and saw the present states
of Oregon and Washington stretching
away toward the west his blood tin
gled and that his eyes grew moist
with tears. We wonder not that when
on the famous J'ourth of July, 1K85, he
spread IWs blanket upon the tops of
these mountains he uiul his little com
pany knelt and dedicated that new
country to their God and prayed that It
might be a blessing to their native gov
ernment. But after the great mission
ary had feasted his eyes upon Mount
Hood aud Mount Jefferson and the
flowing rivers of the Columbia and the
\\ illamette methinks I can see him
tunuiyid shade his eyes and look back
toward the east. He kept Jooking far
ther and farther wist until in imagina
tion he could see clear across the con
tinent, until he saw his beautiful home,
which he bad left In the central part
of New York in order to come and
'aave the Nez Perces Indians for Christ.
Then with Inspired eyes he saw how
God led him with his young bride on
toward the west, on through the farm
lands of Ohio and Illinois and Indiana,
on to the rolling Mississippi, on aud
on through the hostile Indian tribes,
on and on until he stood upon the ped
estal of the Rocky mountains with a
pew world spread under his feet. “Yes,
yes,” I can hear the great missionary
say, “God has cared for me all through.
He has protected me. He has fed aud
clothed me. 1 thank thee, O Father,
for what, thou hast done for me and
mine during the journeying of many
months.”
Bnt'kwaril, Turn Iln<-k\vnrtl.
It Is always natural for the travelers
up the mountain heights to look back
toward the land over which they have !
come. Do you not suppose Balboa |
turned bis eyes toward Spain ns well ‘
as toward the Occident when be saw’ i
the Pacific ocean roll at bis feet? Do
you not suppose De Soij and Raleigh
and Sir Francis Drake and Captain j
Cook and Marquette and La Salle and
Livingstone and Stanley and all the
modern as well as ancient navigators
and discoverers have looked toward |
. their home lands as well as toward the
j regions to which they were heading? j
Thus the most natural place toward
which Moses turned his eyes after he
had climbed Fisgah’s heights was to
the south and the east and the north as
well ns toward the west. He looked to
ward the geographical scenes of his
childhood and middle age and old age
as well as toward the future and the
promised land.
How good Cod has been to Moses!
How good he has been to us! Let us
for a moment go back to the scenes of
our infancy, as Moses' thoughts turned
to tin* river Nile and to Egypt. Did we
not then have some one to love us and
provide for us during the days of our
childhood? When Eliphalet Nott, the
great president of Union college, be
came a very old man. he lapsed into a
beautiful second childhood. Day by
day his faithful wife used to sing the
same lullabies with which his mother
once sang him to sleep. When the
white haired patriarch became restless
at night, she would gently place her
hand upon bis wrinkled forehead and
softly sing Isaac Watts’ old hymn:
Hush, my de;ir; lie still and slumber;
Holy angels guard thy bed;
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently tailing on thy head.
Then the old man would c-lose his
eyes like a little babe. He continually
kept calling over the names of his
mother and father and sisters and
brothers. And when he conducted fam
ily prayers for the last time he closed
with the simple evening prayer, “Now
I lay me down to sleep; I pray the
Lord my soul to keep.” As he lived
over again the scenes of childhood a
strange peace came to his soul. So with
Moses. So with us. The associations of
childhood speak to us of the infinite
love and care that were about ua then
and encourage us to hope that they
will be with us to the end.
Then, like Moses, we turn our eyes
from Egypt toward the wilderness.
What Is the strange storm there In our
young manhood and middle life? Is It
a rainstorm? No, it looks more like a
snowstorm. And yet as we reach up
and gather a handful of the falling
flakes they do not melt In our hands,
though they are ns white as the driven
snow. No, my friends, that Is not a
snowstorm falling in the wilderness.
It Is a shower of manna which we see
and feel. That Is the provision God
made for you In the years of your wil
derness wanderings, which has been
sufficient for you and your family to
this day. Has there been a day in
your past life when that manna failed?
There have been crises In your life, as
there were in the life of Moses—per
haps financial crises—but, day by day
aud week by week, year by year, God
has fed you. Has he not, my brother?
All. It is a mighty fact for you at your
time of life to be able to stand upon
Plsgnh’s heights and say, “God has
taken care of me all the way through
life, yea, all the way through.”
A Uenatlful LeKeud.
Sometimes we did not understand
how God was going to feed us when
the cupboard was empty. But feed us
and ours he always did. There is a
beautiful legend told about the convent
of St. Sabina of Rome. Many years
ago, when St. Dominic was at the head
of this convent, the food gave out.
What were the Inmates to do? “Come,”
i said the leader; “let us go into the re
fectory and sit down at the table. If
we cannot provide food for ourselves
God will do so for us.” With that St.
Dominic and his friars went to the re-
i fectory and sat down. Then the leader
lifted his hands and made a prayer Uke
this: “O God, we thank thee for the
food which thou hast given us in the
past, and we thank thee for the food
which thou art going to give to us
now.” No sooner had the blessing been
said than, behold, two beautiful an
gels appeared clothed In white. The
one bore a basket of bread, the other a
pitcher of wine. They silently placed
file basket and the pitcher upon the ta
ble and then disappeared. Then St.
Dominic turned to his friars aud said,
“Eat children, what God hath sent you
by Ids angels.” That Is only a legend,
but It Is a legend which, In a figurative
sense, has been seen In our lives as
well as in that of Moses. Sometimes
we could not see where our next meal
was to come from, but come It always
did. God has fed us as truly as In the
legend he was supposed to have fed the
Inmates of St. Sabina convent. Stuud
ye not upon Plsgnh’s heights today?
Twenty, forty, fifty years of temporal
care are reaching out before you. Thank
God today for the food he has given to
youioeat.Tor the clothing ho has given to
you to wear aud for the bouses in which
you and youra have lived. The supera
bundances have not always been yours,
but the temporal necessities have al
ways been supplied. Day by day, week
by week, month by mouth, year by
year, the manna lias fallen at your feet
and at the feet of your dear ones.
But the Pisgah heights offer to us an
other retrospect. Looking away back
Into the dim past, we now can see bow
our seeming troubles add misfortunes
have been the means of drawing us
closer and closer to God aud to his
leadings. They have been not stum
bling blocks, but stepping stones to
higher spiritual attainment. God has
always led us up to his mountain tops
of inspiration by first leading us down
into the deep valleys of despair. It is
only by casting us down that he is able
to lift us up. Let me illustrate my
thought by Moses’ life.
Standing upon the top of Pisgah to
day, I see the great lawgiver turning
his eyes toward Egypt He is watch
ing groups of meu going around.
“What is the matter, Moses?” I ask.
“Do you see anything strange?” ‘.‘Yes,”
answers the mighty leader. “I see
men as officers of the law hunting my
life. One hundred and twenty years
ago the Hebrew slaves began to mul
tiply so rapidly that Pharaoh declared
that every male child born to a Hebrew
woman should be slain. Those officers
are after me.” “What else dost thou
see, O leader of leaders?” “I see a
woman and her eldest daughter run
ning away toward the river Nile with
a little babe in her arms. They are
hiding that child among the bulrushes
of the river. That child was and is I.”
“What else dost thou see, O mighty
chieftain?” “I see a princess of Pha
raoh’s court coming down to the river
to bathe. I see her bending over that
child and then adopting him as her
own son.” “What else dost thou see,
O leader?” ‘Tu that adoption I see
how it was made possible for me to be
educated. I see that through this edu
cation I was fitted mentally to do the
work God has given to me to do.
Through that adoption I became the
lawyer, the statesman, the raolder of
a people who are to become possessors
of yonder promised land. God fitted
me for my work by first making me a
foundling and a social outcast.”
Why Trouble Comen.
Troubles must have a long perspec
tive if we are to see them aright as
messengers of mercy. Thomas Fuller,
the quaint English divine, once said
that troubles appeared to him at close
view a great deni like a piece of tapes
try turned wrong side out. It seemed
to be nothing but a great conglomera
tion of nonsense. It was without head
or foot. “Confusion itself bad as much
method In It. It was a company of
thrums and threads, with many pieces
and patches of several sorts and sizes
and colors, all which signified nothing
to my understanding.” Then Dr. Ful
ler turned the right side of his tapes
try to the delighted eyes of his audi
ence as he said: “But, though the wrong
side Is all a mystery, how beautiful is
the right side! Here are all beauties
and all right proportions.” To use his
exact words, “Here is history not wrote
with a pen, but wrought with a nee
dle.” Such are the dealings of God
with us. When we look at our trou
bles close at hand we seem to be look
ing at a piece of tapestry wrong side
out, but when we stand with Moses
upon Plsgah's heights and look at our
troubles through the Inspired vision of
the years we see why those troubles
came and how they were the means of
fitting us for our lifelong usefulness.
Our past troubles fitted us and are fit
ting us for the work God has given us
to do. Thunk God for the east wind
ns well as for the west wind.
But our Pisgah heights today have
their visions ahead, as well as their ex
plained Egyptian mysteries and their
pillars of lire and of cloud. The chapter
of my text tells us that God took Moses
"unto the mountain of Nebo, to the top
of Pisgah, that Is over against Jericho.
And the Lord showed him all the land
of Gilead and Dan and all Nnphtali
and the land of Ephraim and Manasseb
and all the land of Judah unto the ut
most sen.” Do you know what that
panorama meant, In a nutshell? God
took Moses upon the top of Pisgah and
said: “See, Moses, yonder Is the prom
ised land. Thy work in Egypt Is not
to go for naught. Thy wanderings in
the wilderness seemed to lead thee
around and around In a useless circle,
but those wanderings have led thy peo
ple to the crystal gates of the Jordan.
Now the children of Israel shall pass
over to the grapes of Esctiol and to the
land which Is flowing with milk and
honey. Look and see what is to be the
result of thy noble work!” So God lets
us climb to the Pisgah heights to see
the result of our wotk. The vision is
here for you now to see If you are will
ing to open your eyes and look.
In the first place, we can see in the
dim future a noble spiritual work
which our children shall do after we
are dead. Ah, that family was a hard
sue for you to raise! I am not now al
luding to the mere question of food
aud clothing. I mean more than that.
I moan the spiritual raising of them.
Let me see. You have five children.
Throe of thane children were born
good. They never gave you any trou
ble. But two of them and especially
the youngest son—were always In mls-
eldef. The neighbors used to say ot the
youngest, “He will lx* a very good man
<»r n very bad one.” Yes, and it seem
ed as though tlx* evil would win out In
Ms natura. Then he took to drink. Oh,
how many, many anxious nights you
used to liar*! Like David, you were
eontlnually mourning for your way
ward Absalom. Bat you baye changed
of late. The cloud has left your face.
I know tho food news. The neighbors
l«re told it to me. "What,” yen say,
“have you beard It too? Who told you
that all my children are now members
of tfa* church and that my youngest
boy was (Converted about a year ago
aud .is going to lw> a rtrristian mission
ary#’ Yea, I have board it. You are
•landing upon Plsgah’s heights, O fa-
tlMm, O mother. Not only are your
bao-s-aud girls spiritually safe, but, like
Moses with the children c? Israel, you
can look off upon their promised land.
You can picture their future lives.
You can see them living in Christian
homes, rearing Christian children and
perhaps preaching in Christian pulpits.
You can today be truly thankful that
your children are all safe in Christ’s
love and pardon.
SucceMN Comea.
Then in reference to our other lines
of work—oh, we can have wonderful
visions in reference to them! For
years some of us have been working
In the temperance cause and In the
purity cause and in the church cause.
We have been mightily discouraged
at times. Sin seemed to be intrenched
in Gibraltar fortresses. It seemed to
be able to mock us and laugh at us as
the enemies of God were able to laugh
at the blinded Samson. We kept say
ing to ourselves, “Does it pay?” But
as you grow older and look into the
past you find that progress has been
made. The tides of blessing each day,
each month, each year, are a little huffi
er. Each makes the world a little bet
tor than its predecessor. Then yon
began to see what Is going to be done
for Christ within the next two cen
turies. “My Lord and my God,” you
cry, “I thank Ihee for this Pisgah vi
sion. I thank thee that I am standing
upon Pisgah’s heights today. I thank
thee that I can again descend into the
valleys aud work a little longer in thy
harvest fields for the consummation of
thy earthly glory.”
No man over traveled through for
eign lands as a disciple of Jesus Christ
without realizing how God is blessing
the work of his children in those lands.
After the awful Boxer uprising in Chi
na some of tho American people began
to doubt the efficacy of foreign mission
work, but the Christian men and wo-
; men upon the field never doubted it.
Minister Conger, the late representa
tive of the United States government to
Peking, gave this as his testimony at
that time: “For seven years past I
have been intimately associated with
American missionaries in China. They
are veritable heroes. They are the fore
runners of civilization. It was they
who first planted the banner of the
Prince of Peace in every place where
now floats the flag of commerce and
trade. The dim pathways which they
traced, sometimes marking them with
their lifeblood, are rapidly becoming
the highways of travel and trade, lined
with schoolhouses and railway stations.
During the memorable siege of Peking,
when the legation walls were being bat
tered down by cannon shot and mortar
bombs, it was the encouraging words
of prayerful missionaries that gave us
constant courage and sustaining hope.
There was but one man among us who
broke down helpless and despairing,
and he was an avowed atheist. He
had no faith In God and consequently
no strength In himself.” As Minister
Conger saw the results of Christian
missionary work In Chinn we. standing
upon our Pisgah heights, can see the
results of Christian work everywhere
around us. Though certain days may
seem to be dark, yet as we look Into
the far past we can see that, year by
year and decade by decade, the world
is continuing to gcow better through
Christian work. Therefore the mighty
Inspiration comes to us to have a part
in that wo-;: and have a part In that
ultimate -r! >”lous triumph.
But there is always one awful reali
zation which comes to us when we
stand upon Pisgah’s heights, and that
Is the realization that from an earthly
standpoint we can never overcome the
evil results of the past. Methinks I
can see Moses ns he looks off upon
that land flowing with milk and honey.
He raises his eyes to God and says,
“Lord, wilt thou not let me pass over
with my people for a little while?”
“Nay,” says God; “nay. Dost thou not
remember down in Kadesh when thou
didst sin against me? Dost thou not re
member when the people cried for wa
ter thou didst make water gush from
the rock of Horeb and then take all the
credit unto thyself, saying, ‘Hear now,
ye rebels; must wo fetch you water
out of this rock?’ Thou didst not give
me the glory. Then I said unto thee
thou couldst net enter into the prom
ised laud. Because of that sin thou
art excluded from the land that thou
art permitted to sec.” Is It possible
that such a sentence may be pro
nounced against any of us? Have we
always given God the honor (hat be
longed to him? An* there sins in our
past that God has graciously forgiven,
but (hut an* still against us in na
ture’s book of account? You may wish
that you had acted differently during
your early manhood or womanhood;
but, though you may change the fu
ture, you can never change the past.
Beware, (4 man, O woman, that you
do not neglect to honor God! Do not
dishonor him as Moses dishonored him
down at Ixa'desh before lloreb’s rock.
Beware, if you have not yet surren
dered your heart to Jesus Christ, lest
you let this moment pass without sur-
reiulorlug It unto his keeping. Pis
gah’s heights have their glorious vl-
sloiw, but Pisgah’s heights also have
their awful regrets.
May the grace of our Lord ffesus
Christ help us to makt this moment
one ot (he aiost blessed that we shall
ever see on Pi.sgnh’s heights. In the
condAg years we shall look back at It.
Then may we say: “This Is the sacred
moment when we entirely surrendered
our hearts to (1i« love and the pardon
of Joauh Christ. May the God of Mo
ses mel flu* God of Mount Nebo bless
us and wive ua today!” ,
[<V»pjrrtisfct. Uy Klopsota.I
I'crfmitir Muttniilc.
CVnrtnA- i»»\a4e44—Now, John, when
the are here tonltfht 1 shall eflll
you dwin.
Yfficff—.Very w«dl, sir. And what
shall 1 r.nU you?
■NHi, blockhead”—
"Ve*rwell, sir; anything you •ay”—
FruuiW^flournnl.
Women as Well as Men
Are Made Miserable by
Kidney Trouble.
/j
Kidney trouble preys upon the mind, dis
courages and lessens ambition; beauty, vigor
and cheerfulness soon
disappear when the kid
neys are out of order
or diseased.
Kidney trouble has
become so prevalent
that it is not uncommon
f° ra chill to be born
afflicted wbh weak kid-
vV4 ll=_ ‘ neys. If the child urin
ates too often, if the
urine scalds the flesh or if, when the child
reaches an age when it should be able to
control the passage, it is yet afflicted with
bed-wetting, depend upon it. the cause of
the difficulty is kidney trouble, and the first
step should be towards the treatment of
these important organs. This unpleasant
trouble is due to a diseased condition of the
kidneys and bladder and not to a habit as
most people suppose.
Women as well as men are made mis
erable with kidney and bladder trouble,
and both need the same great remedy.
The mild and the immediate effect of
Swamp-Root is soon realized. It is sold
by druggists, in fifty- fC'/
'ent and one dollar i
izes. You may have a|
;ample bottle by mail
ree, also pamphlet tell- Home of Swamp-Root.
ng all about it, including many of the
housands of testimonial letters received
'om sufferers cured. In writing Dr. Kilmer
i Co., Binghamton, N. Y., be sure and
icntion this paper.
Don’t make any mistake, but re
member the name, Swamp-Root, Dr.
Kilmer’s Swamp-Root, and the ad
dress, Binghampton, N. Y., on every
bottle.
Tennessee
Z. A. Robertson
At 6 l-2c per lb.
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ENGINES AND BOILERS
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ilBBES MACHINERY COMPANY
COLUMBIA, s c.
Overworked
KIDNEYS
Morrsiy’m Itiu'lm. <iin ami .lunlppr
is prescribed! , ‘ancl ['endorsed^ by emi
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&I.CJC) r-*
or direct from
\ The Murra" Drug Cc.,Co!t'nibia, S. C
WOOD! WOOD!!
I am prepared to furnish either oak
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199.
V. I. SPURGEON,
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Dec. 12-lmo-pd.
We do not do all kinds of printlr.g-
w« do the GOOD kind.
fmr cUttdra*; - a ft Jfo opiatoa
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fCOYSHONEYHCAR
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