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MISERABLE COMFORTERS.
THE WRONG AND THE HIGHT WAY
OF GIVING CONSOLATION.
Dr. Tnlmage Preaches of the Irrita
ting; Manner of Some Persons Who
Profess Sympathy— People Who
Have Never Had Trouble Them
selves Can Not Give Comfort to
Others.
Washington, May 22.—The awkward and
irritating mode of trying to comfort peo
ple in trouble, is here set forth by Dr.
Talmage, and a better way of dealing with
broken hearts is recommended. Text, Job
16:2: “Miserable comforters are ye all.”
The man. of Uz had a great many trials
—the loss of his family, the loss of his
property, the loss of his health; but the
most exasperating thing that came upon
hlin was the tantalizing talk of those who
ought to have sympathized with him. And
looking around upon them, and weighing
what they had said, he utters the words of
my text.
Why did God let sin come into the world?
It Is a question I often hear discussed, but
never satisfactorily answered. God made
the world fair and beautiful at the start.
If our first parents had not sinned in Eden
they might have gone out of that garden
and found fifty paradises all around the
earth —Europe, Asia, Africa, North and
South America—so many flower-gardens
or orchards of fruit, redolent and luscious.
I suppose that when God poured out the
Ginon, and the Hldekel, he poured out,
at the same time, the Hudson and the Sus
quehanna; the whole earth was very fair
and beautiful to look upoA. Why did it
not say so? God had the power to keep
back sin and woe. Why did he not keep
them back? Why not every cloud roseate,
and every step a Joy, and every sound mu
sic, and all the ages a long Jubilee of sin
less men and sinless women? God can
make a rose as easily as he can make a
thorn. Why, then, the predominance of
thorps? He can make good, fair, ripe
fruit as well as gnarled and sour frui .
Why so much, then, that Is gnarled and
sour? He can make men robust in health.
Why, then, are there so many invalids'
Why not have for our whole race perpet
ual leisure instead of this tug, and toil,
and tussle for a Uvellhooa.' I will tell you
vhy God let sin come Into the world—
when I get on the other side of the river
of death. That is the place where such
q testions will be answered and such mys
teiies solved. He who this side that river
attempts to answer the question only il
lustrates his own ignorance and incompe
tency. All I know is one great fact, and
that is, that a herd of woes has come in
upon us, trampling down everything fair
and beautiful. A sword at the gate of
Eden and a sword at every gate.
More people under the ground than on
it. The graveyards in vast majority. The
six thousand winters hav£ made more
scats than the six thousand summers can
cover up. Trouble has taken the tender
heart of this world In its two rough hands
and pinched It until the nations wail with
the agony. If all the mounds of grave
yards that have been raised were put side
by side, you might step on them and
nothing else, going all around the world,
and around again, and around again.
These are the facts. And now I have to
say that, in a world like this, the grandest
occupation Is that of giving condolence.
The holy science of Imparting comfort to
the troubled we ought all of us to study.
There are many of you who could look
around upon some of your very best
friends, who wish you well, and are very
intelligent, and yet be able truthfully to
say to them in yohr days of trouble: “Mis
erable comforters are ye all.”
I remark, in the first place, that very
voluble people are incompetent for the
work of giving comfort. Bildad and Eli
phaz had the gift, of language, and with
their words almost bothered Job’s life out.
Alas! for these „ voluble ,people that go
among the housea of the afflicted, and
talk, and talk, and talk, and talk. They
rehearse their own sorrows, and then they
tell the poor sufferers that they feel badly
now, but they will feel worse after awhile.
Silence! Do you expect with a Ihin court
plaster of words to heal a wobnd deep ns
the soul? Step very gently around about
a broken heart. Talk very softly around
those whom God has bereft. Then go
your .way. Deep sympathy has not much
to say. A firm grasp of the hand, u com
passionate look, Just one word that means
as much as a whole dictionary, and you
have given, perhaps, all the comfort that
a soul needs. A man has a terrible wound
In his arm. The surgeon comes and
binds it up. ’Now,” he says, "carry that
arm In a sling, and ire very careful of it.
Let. no one touch it." But the neighbors
have heard of the accident, and they come
in. and they say: "Let us sec it.” And
the bandage la pulled off, and this one
ami that one must feel it and see how
much It La swollen, and there is Irritation,
and inflammation, and exasperation, where
there ought to Ite healing nnd cooling.
Thu surgeon comes In and says: "What
docs all this mean? You have no busi
ness to tLuch those bandages. That
wound will never heal unless you let 1t
alone." So there are souls broken down
in sorrow. What they «n»>st want Is real,
or very careful and gentle treatment; but
the neighbors have heard of the bereave
ment or of the loss, and they come In to
sympathise, and they say: "Show us now
the wound. What were his last words?
Kehcarae now the whole scene. How did
you h'el wlwn you found you were an or
phan?" Tearing off the bandages here,
and* pulling them off there, leaving a
ghastly wound that the balm of God’s
grace had already begun to heal. Oh.
let no loquacious people, with ever-rattling
tongues, go Into the homes of the dl»-
lreseed!
Again I remark, that all those persona
are incompetent to give any kind of com
fort who act merely as worldly philoso
phers. They coma in and say: "Why, this
is what you ought to have expected. The
laws of nature must have their way;" nnd
tlreu they get eloquent over aoimthing
they hate teen In post-mortem examina
tions. Now, away with all human philoso
phy at such a time. What difference docs
It make to that father and mother what
dls-wse their son died of? He la dead,
and it makes no difference whether the
trouble was In the ciwt mtric or hypogas
tric region. If the philosopher be of the
stoical aclKtol, tw will come and say: “You
ought to control your feelings. You must
not cry so. You must cultivate a cooler
t< mperament. You must have relf-reUance,
self-government, — an Ice
berg reproving a hyacinth for having a
drop of dew in its vye. A violinist has
his instrument, and he »a ceps his fingers
across the string*, now evoking strains of
Jo), ami now strains of sadness. Ho can.
not play ail the tunes on one string. The
human soul la an instrument of a thou
sand strings, and all sorts of em.mons
tvertl made to play on it. Now an anthem,
now a dirge, it ia no evidence of weak
nes* when one is over -eia.* of sorrow,
FMmund Burke wm found in the past u re
tir'd with hi* arms around a horse’s nock,
caressing him. and ao*ne one said: "Why,
tto great man has k».«t hi* mlr-l." "No;
th* horse bsUmg' d io his son who had be.
really died; ami his great hear: broke
ov<r the attef. Ill» no sign of w<vakn«*<*s
that men are overcome of iheir sorrows.
Th ink God for the rvlh C of tears. Have
iou never l**en in trouble when jfou could
tot w«.«p, a; id you would have given any-
thing for a cry? David did well when he
mourned for Absalom, Abraham did well
when ho bemoaned Sarah, Christ wept
for Lazarus; and the last man that I want
to see come anywhere near me when I
have any kind of trouble is a worldly
philosopher.
Again, I remark, that those persons
are incompetent for the work of comfort
bearing who ’ have nothing but cant to
offer. Thcfe are those who have the Idea
that you must groan over the distressed
and afflicted. There are times in grief
when one cheerful face, dawning upon a
man’s soul, is worth a thousand dollars to
him. Do not whine over the afflicted.
Take the, promises of the Gospel, and
utter thetta in a manly tone. Do not be
afraid to 'temile if you feel like it. Do
not drive any more hearses through that
poor soul. Do not tell him the trouble
was fore-ordained; it will not be any com
fort to know it was a million years com
ing. If you want to find splints for a
broken bone, do not take cast iron. Do
not tell them it is God’s Justice that
weighs out grief. They want to hear of
God’s tender mercy. In other words, do
not give them aquafortis when they need
valerian.
Again I remark, that those persons are
poor comforters who have never had any
trouble themselves. A larkspur cannot
lecture on the nature of a snowflake —it
never saw a snowflake; and those people
who have always lived in the summer ot
prosperity cannot talk to those who are
frozen in disaster. God keeps aged peo
ple in the world, I think, for this very
work of sympathy. They have been
through all these trials. They know all
that which irritates and all that which
soothes. If there are men and women
here who have old people in the house, or
near at hand, so that they can easily reach
them, I congratulate you. Some of us
have had trials In life, and although we
have had many friends around about us,
we have wished that father and mother
were still alive that we might go and tell
them. Perhaps they could not say much,
but it would have been such a comfort to
have them around. These aged ones who
have been all through the trials of life
know how to give condolence. Cherish
them; let them lean on your arm—these
aged people. If, when you speak to them,
they cannot hear just what you say the
first time, and you have to say it a second
time, when you say it a second time, do
not say it sharply. If you do, you will be
sorry for it on the day when you take the
last look and brush back the silvery locks
from the wrinkled brow Just before they
screw the lid on. Blessed be God for the
old people! They miy not have much
strength to go around, but they are God’s
appointed ministers of comfort to a broken
heart.
People who have not had trial them
selves cannot give comfort to others. They
may talk very beautifully and they may
give you a great deal of poetic sentiment;
but while poetry is perfume that smells
sweet, it makes a very poor salve. If you
have a grave in a pathway, and somebody
comes and covers it all over with flowers,
it is a grave yet. Those who have not had
grief themselves know not the mystery of
a broken heart. They know not the mean
ing of childlessness, and the having no one
to put to bed at night, or the standing in
a room where every book and picture, and
door are full of memories—the door-mat
where ehe sat, the cup out of which she
drank—the place where she stood at the
door and clapped her hands—the odd fig
ures that she scribbled—the blocks she
built into a house. Ah! no, you must have
trouble yourself before you can comfort
trouble in others. But come all ye who
have been bereft, and ye who have been
comforted in your Borrows, and stand
around these afflicted souls and say to
them: "I had that very sorrow myself.
God comforted me and he will comfort
you; "and that will go right to the spot.
In other words, to comfort others, we
must have faith in God, practical exper
ience, and good, sound, common sense.
But there are three or four considera
tions thpt I will bring to those who are
sorrowful and distressed, and that we can
always bring to them, knowing that they
will effect a cure. And the first consi’era
tion ia that God sends our trouble- in
love. I oMen hear people in their ti > tbles
say: "Why, I wonder what God has
against me?’’ They worn to think God has
some grudge against them becau ie (rou
ble an<l misfortune have come. Oh, no. Do
you not remember that passage of Scrip
ture: "Whom the Lord loveth he ohasten
etli?” A child comes in with a very bad
splinter in its hand, and you try to ex
tract it. It is a very painful operation. The
child draws back from you, but you per
sist. You are going to take that splinter
out so you take the child with a gentle
but firm grasp, for although there may lie
pair, in It, the splinter must come out. Anl
it is love that dictates it, and makes you
persist. My friends, I really think that
nearly all our sorrows in this world are
■ nly the hand of onr Father extract 1 ng
some thorn. If all these sorrows were sent
bv enemies, I would say, Arm yourselves
against them, and as in tropical climes
when a tiger comes down from the moun
tains, and carries off a child from the vil
lage, the neighbors band together and go
into the forest and hunt the monster, so I
would have you, if I thought these misfor
tunes were sent by an enemy, go out and
battle against them. But no, they come
from a. Father so kind, so loving, ao gentle,
that the prophet speaking of his tendci
ness and mercy, drops the idea of a fa
ther, mid says, "As one whom ids mother
cvmforteth, so will I comfort you."
Again I remark there is comfort in the
thought that God by all this process is
going to make you useful. Do you know
that those who accomplish the most for
God ami heaven have all been under the
harrow? Show me a man that has done
anything for Christ in this day. in a pub
lic or private place, who has had no
trouble, and whose path has been smooth.
Ah, no.
I once went through an ax factory, and
I saw them take the bars ot iron and
thrust them into the terrible furnaces.
I Then besweated workmen with long tongs
j stirred the blaze. Thon they brought out
a bar of iron and put it in a crushing ma
chine. and then they put it between jaws
that btt it in twain. Then they put It on
an« anvil, and there were great ham
mers swung by machinery—each one half
a ton in weight—that went thump! thump!
! thump! If that Iron could have spoken it
j would have Mid: “Why all this beating?
Why must I be pounded more than any
i other iron?" The workmen would have
j said: "We want to make axes out of
| you, k«en. sharp axes—axes with which to
I hew down the forest, and build the ship,
and erect houses, nn.i carry on a thousand
enterprises of civilization. That is the
reason we pound you." Now, God puts a
• soul into the furnace of trial, and then
j it is brought out and ran through the
I crushing machine, and then it comes
down on the anvil aiel upon it. bloe* af
ter blow, blow after blow, until the eoul
! cries out: "O Lord, what does all this
■ mean?", God says: "1 want to make
, something very useful out of you. You
1 shall be something to hew with ami some
thing to build with. It is a practical pro-
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fHE WEEKLY NEWS (TWO-TIMES-A-WEEK): THURSDAY, MAY 26, 1898/
AN OPEN LETTER
To MOTHERS.
WE ARE ASSERTING IN THE COURTS OUR RIGHT TO THE
EXCLUSIVE USE OF THE WORD “ CASTORIA,” AND
“PITCHER’S CASTORIA,” AS OUR TRADE MARK.
I, DR. SAMUEL PITCHER, of Hyannis, Massachusetts,
was the originator of “PITCHER’S CASTORIA,” the same
that has borne and does now —— on every
bear the facsimile signature of wrapper.
This is the original “ PITCHER’S CASTORIA” which has been
used in the homes of the mothers of America for over thirty
years. LOOK CAREFULLY at the wrapper and see that it is
the kind you have always bought, on the
and has the signature of wrap-
per. No one has authority from me to use my name except
The Centaur Company of which Chas. H. Fletcher is
President.
March 8,1897.
Do Not Be Deceived.
Do not endanger the life of your child by accepting
a cheap substitute which some druggist may offer you
(because he makes a few more pennies on it), the in
gredients of which even he does not know.
“The Kind You Have Always Bought”
BEARS THE FAC-SIMILE SIGNATURE OF
Insist on Having
The Kind That Never Failed You.
THE CENTAUR COMPANY. -T MURRAY STREET. NEW YORK CITY.
cess through which I am putting you.”
Yes, my Christian friends, we want more
tools in the church of God; not more
wedges to split with. We have enough of
these. Not more bores with which to drill.
We have too many bores. What we really
want is keen, sharp, well tempered axes,
and if there be any other way of making
them than in the hot furnace, and on the
hard anvil, and under the heavy hammer.
I do not know what it Is. Remember that
if God brings any kind of chastisement
upon you, it is only to make you useful.
Do not sit down discouraged and say: "I
have no more reason for living. I wish I
were dead." Oh, there never was so much
reason for your living as now! By this
ordeal you have been consecrated a priest
of the most high God. Go out and do
your whole work for the Master.
Again: there is comfort in the thought
that all our troubles are a revelation.
Have yott ever thought of it In that con
nection? The man who has never been
through Chastisement is ignorant about a
thousand things in his soul he ought to
know. For instance, here is a man who
prides himself on his cheerfulness of
character. He has no patience with any
body who ie depressed in spirits. Oh! it
is easy for him to be cheerful, with his fine
house, his filled wardrobe, and well strung
instruments of music, and tapestried par
lor, and plenty of money in the bank wait
ing for some permanent investment. It
is easy for him to be cheerful. But sup
pose his fortune goes to pieces, and hjs
house goes down under the sheriff’s ham
mer, and the banks will not have anything
to do with Ms paper. Suppose those
people who were once elegantly entertain
ed at hla table get so short-sighted that
they cannot recognize him upon the street.
How then? Is it so easy to be cheerful?
It is easy to be cheerful in the home,
after the day’s work is done, and the gas
is turned on, and the house is full of
romping little ones. But suppose the
piano is shut because the fingers that
played on It will no more touch the keys,
and the childish voice that asked so many
questions will ask no more. Then is It
so easy? When a man wakes up and
finds that his resources are all gone, he
begins to rebel, and he says: "God is
hard; God is outrageous. He had no
business to do this to me.” My friends,
those of us who have been through
trouble know nrhat a sinful and rebelious
heart Nve have, and how much God has to
put up with, and how much we need
pardon. It is only in the light of a
flaming furnace that we can learn our
own weakness and our own lack of moral
resource.
There Is also a great deal of comfort in
the fact that there will be a family recon
struction in a better place. From Scot
land. or England, or Ireland, a child
emigrates to America. It is very hard
parting, but he comes, after awhile writ
ing home as to what a good land it is.
Another brother comes, a sister comes,
and another, and after a while the mother
comes, and after a while the father comes,
and now they are ail here, and they have
a.time of great congratulation and a very
pleasant reunion. Well, it is just so
with our families; they are emigrating
toward a better land. Now, one goes
out. Oh, how hard it is to part with
him. Another goes. Oh, how hard it is
to part with her! Andi another, and
another, and we ourselves will, after
awhile, go over, and then we will be
together. Oh, what a reunion! Do you
believe that? “Yes," you say. Oh! you
do not. You do not believe Lt as you be
lieve other things. If you do, and with
the same emphasis, why it would take
nine-tenths of your trouble off your heart.
The fact ia. heaven to many of us is a
great fog. It is away off somewhere
tilled with an uncertain and indefinite
population. That is the kind of heaven
that many of us dream about; but it is
the most tremendous fact in all this
universe—thia heaven of the Gospel.
Our departed friends are not afloat. The
residence in which you live is not eo real
as the residence in which they stay. You
are afloat—you who do not know in the
morning what will happen before night.
They are bouaed and safe forever. Do
not. therefore, pity your departed friends
who have died in Christ. They do not
need any of your pity. You might as well
send a letter of condolence tv Queen Vic
toria on her obscurity, or to
the Rothschilds on their pov
as to pity ' those who have
won the palm. Do not say of those who
are departed. "Poor child!” "Poor fa
ther!’ “Poor mother!" They are not
poor. You are poor—you whose homes
have been shattered, not they. You do
not dwell much with your families in this
world. All day long you are off to busi
ness. Will it not be pleasant when you can
be together all the while? If you have had
four children and one i.* gone, and any
body asks how many children you have,
do not be so infidel as to say . three. Say
four—one In heaven. Do not think that (he
grave is unCmndly. You go into your
room and dress for some grand entertaln
mcui, and you evtw forth beautifully ap-
panelled; and the grave is only the place
where we go to dress for the glorious res
urrection, and we will come out radiant,
mortality having become immortality. Oh,
how much condolence there is in this
thought! I expect to see my kindred in
heaven—l expect to see them just as cer
tainly as I expect to go home to-day. Aye,
I shall more certainly see them- Eight ? or
ten will come up from the graveyard back
of Somerville, and one will come from the
mountains back of Amoy, China, and an
other will come up from the sea off Cape
Hatteras, and thirty will come up from
Greenwood; and I shall know them bet
ter than I ever knew them here. And your
friends—they may be across the sea, but
the trumpet that sounds here will sound
there. You will come up on just the same
day. Some morning you have overslept
yourself, and you open your eyes and see
that the sun is high in the heavens, and
you say: “I have overslept, and I must
be up and away.” So you will open your
eyes on the morning of the resurrection, in
the full blaze of God’s light, and you will
say: “I must be up and away.” Oh, yes,
you will come up, and there w-ill be a reun
ion, a reconstruction of your family! I
like what Haliburton (I think it was)—
good old Mr. Haliburton—said in his last
moments: “I thank God that I ever lived,
and that I have a father in heaven, and a
mother in heaven, and brothers in heaven,
and sisters in heaven, and I am now go
ing up to see them.”
I remark once more; our troubles In
this world are preparative for glory. What
a transition It was for Paul—from the
slippery deck of a foundering ship to the
calm presence of Jesus! What a transition
It was for Latimer—from the stake to a
throne! What a transition it was for
Robert Hall—from insanity to glory!
What a transition it was for Richard Bax
ter—from the dropsy to the "Saint’s Ever
lasting Rest!” And what a transition it
will be for you—from a world of sorrow
to a world of joy! John Holland, when
he was dying, said: "What means this
brightness in the room? Have you lighted
the candles?” "No,” they replied, “we
have not lighted any candles.” Then said
he, “Welcome heaven!” The light already
beaming upon his pillow. Oh! ye who
are persecuted in this world, your enemies
will get off the track after awhile, jjnd all
will speak well of you among the thrones.
Ho! ye who are sick now. No medicines
to take there. One breath of the eternal
hills will thrill you with immortal vigor.
And ye who are lonesome now. There
will be a million spirits to welcome you
Into their companionship. O ye bereft
souls! There will be no grave digger's
spade that will cleave the side of that
hill, and there will be no dirge wailing
from that temple. The river of God, deep
as the joy of heaven, will roll on between
banks odorous with balm, and over depths
bright with jewels, and under skies rose
ate with gladness, argosies of light going
down the stream to the stroke of glitter
ing oar and the song of angels! Not one
sigh in the wind; not one tear mingling
with the waters.
TWO KILLED IN A WRECK.
Engineer and Firemen Burned and
Scalded to Death.
San Francisco. Cal., May 22.—8 y the de
railing of an Oakland narrow gauge train
this afternoon, Fireman Jack Hickey was
instantly killed and Engineer Edward L.
Baldwin so seriously injured that he died
within three hours.
The accident occurred on the long mole
which connects with a trestle leading to
the pier, to which the passengers are
transferred to the ferry boats for San
Francisco. The train was moving at a
good rate of speed when the brake shoe of
the engine became detached and fell down
before the wheels of the tender, which was
instantly thrown from the track. The en
gine and tender both fell on their sides
and the smoker was also derailed and is
among the debris.
Fireman Hickey was buried under the
engine, and met a dreadful death, being
almost burned to a crisp. Engineer Bald
win was badly scalded, but lived until he
hail been removed to the receiving hospital,
where he expired in great agony. Many
of the passengers in the smoker were more
or l?ss injured by being thrown against
the seats or by bits of broken glass, but
none were seriously wounded.
A sad feature of the death of Fireman
Hickey is the fact that he was making his
last run for the day, and that his wife
and three children were awaiting him
with a buggy in Oakland to take a drive'
into the suburbs when they were informed
of his fate.
Mr. Gladstone** Funeral.
London. May 22.—Saturday, May 28. has
be- n fixed for the funeral of Mr. Glad
stone.
ARTILLERY A BIT ANXIOUS.’
CAPTAINS INSTRUCTED TO REPORT I
TO GEN. BROOKE.
Otherwise the Day at Griffln One of
Quiet —Chaplain Cook Passes the
Physical examination and to He
Muslereil Soon—Father Shadewell.
Conducts Mass for the Irish Jasper
Greens—A Number of Savannahians
Visiting; Camp—Ar v’llery May Go to
Chi ?kanianga.
Griffln, Ga„ May 22.—As is t*he custom,
a calm, always follows a storm.
To-day has been a typical Sunday in
camp for the soldiers. Many visitors were
going the rounds meeting their old friends
and viewing the camp in general.
Rev. Ed. R. Cook, chaplain of the First
Regiment, arrived from Brunswick and
spent the day in the camps. He stood
the physical examination and will soon be
mustered into this office.
Father Shadewell of Atlanta held mass
in the mess hall of the Irish Jasper
Greens at 10:30 o’clock this morning, which
was attended by a large crowd.
Quite a number of visitors came up from
Savannah this morning and were the
guests of the Savannah companies.
Private Charles Williamson left last
night for Savannah, being called there by
the death of his sister.
The camps were visited by quite a wind
storm Saturday afternoon. No damage
was done, excepting’by the dust, which
was blinding, and seemed to seek the mess
halls alone.
This morning orders were received from
the Secretary of War by Capt. Walker
of the Chatham Artillery and Capt. Brad
ley of the First Light Battery, telling
them to report at once by telegram 'to
the commanding general of the Gulf de
partment for orders for movement and
duty. In five minutes thereafter Capt.
Walker had obeyed instructions and tele
graphed Gen. Brooke of Atlanta. Capt.
Bradley also reported on short notice.
It is not known what object the depart
ment has in view by this movement, as
no further information has yet been re
ceived. But it is the general opinion among
the officers that the artillery companies
are soon to be ordered to Chickamauga.
Col. Lawton and staff have moved their
quarters to those recently evacuated by
the departure of the Second Regiment.
The officers’ tents are now in the grove
to the north of the flag pole, where a gen
eral view of the grounds is to be had.
The grounds are now in perfect condition.
Everything has been cleared off and in
such a condition as to be a great credit
to the officers in charge.
The commissary department has also
moved its quarters into the mess hall,
Just below the hospital.
Regular drills are had morning and af
ternoon and the instructio’ns for officers
at Col. Lawton’s quarters continue. The
men are still discussing the departure ot
the Second Regiment and the probability
of their early order to some seaport city.
However, all want to remain here until
thoroughly equipped.
The Macon volunteers have quite a fine
string band in their company and enjoy
the excellent music, together with their
friends throughout the camp.
The boys receive great boxes and bask
ets each day from home. These are lux
uries none look on with scorn. Every
man looks eagerly to the coming of the
express wagons, in hopes of receiving a
remembrance from home.
Excepting the orders received by the ar
tillery companies, all things have been
quiet In camp to-day. j
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/V \\ The tortures of Eczema are indescribable. First, a series of small water blisters
appear, accompanied by a tingling, itching sensation;-these burst, and the skin be
///«aK®?\A W comes dr Y and sometimes cracks and peels; the itching increases in severity and
spreads over a larger surface, until it soon becomes almost unbearable. The rough,
re( j s fc- n seems t o b e a bi aze> so intense is the suffering produced.
lOnly disappointment results from the use of ointments, salves, etc., which are so
generally resorted to for this disease. Eczema is a disease of the blood, and local
applications can have no effect whatever upon it. They are good enough to allay
temporarily the intense itching, but the disease continues to spread and increases in
severity.
It is during spring and summer that those afflicted with Eczema suffer most, al
though they are at no time entirely free from discomfort. The disease seems to
break out afresh each spring, and every year seems to spread more* until in soma
; . cases the entire’body is effected.
Mr. E. D. Jenkins, of Lithonia, Ga., says Mr. Wrn. Armstrong, of DePore, Wis.,
that his daughter, Ida, inherited a severe writes: “I have suffered terribly for eight
case of Eczema, which the usual mercury years with Eczema, at times all over my
and potash remedies failed to relieve. body, and no person can describe the burn-
Year by year she was treated with various, ing and itching I had to endure. For three
a medicines, external applications and in- months I never laid down, but was com
ternal remedies, without result. Her suf- pelled to sit in my chair when not moving
ferings were intense, and her condition around. I was treated by the best of
grew steadily worse. All the so-called physicians with no success, used various
blood remedies did not seem to reach the local applications, and tried all the patent
disease at all until S. S. 8. was given, medicines recommended for Eczema with
when an improvement was at once noticed. out any good results. I went to several
The medicine was continued with favor- celebrated medical resorts, but the disease
able results, and now she is cured sound shortly returned. I then tried S. S. S., and
and well, her skin is perfectly clear and after three days the burning and itching
pure, and she has been saved from what subsided, and I continued to improve
, threatened to blight her life forever. steadily until I was well—entirely cured.
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• The only cure is a real blood remedy—one which
1 reaches obstinate and deep-seated diseases, and cures
q them permanently. The mercurial and potash reme-
' dies doctors, aside from their harmful effects, do
iSI not rcac h disease, and hence their inability to cure
it. S. S. S. is the only cure for Eczema, because it is
the only blood remedy guaranteed purely vegetable, containing no potash, no arsenic
no mercury or mineral of any description. It is Nature’s own remedy and is not a
drug-shop preparation. It cures Eczema and all other blood diseases of the most
obstinate nature, no mat-
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RECRUITS ARRIVING RAPIDLY.
Nine Hundred Men nt McPherson.
Volunteer to Go to Mnnilq..
Atlanta, Ga., May 22.—About 2,(XX) recruits
have arrived at Fort McPhersoft since that
post was made the centralization point for
that branch of themrmy. Every recruiting
station in the country from Maine to Cal
ifornia has sent some men and they are
still arriving at the rate of 200 a day.
It was not intended to send any of the
men away until they were uniformed and
equipped, but the need of men for the
Philippines has brought about the neces
sity of getting more men in the regular
army regiments- in the West.
Col. Cook, theVommandent, yesterday
lined up the recruits at the post and asked
for volunteers to go to the Philippines.
Nine hundred responded almost Instantly,
but only 600 are wanted to make out the
third battalion of two regiments. It is
likely these men will go to New Orleans
to join the Eighteenth or Twenty-third
regiments of the regular army before
these regiments, which have been assigned
to go with Gen. Merritt, start for San
Francisco.
The Spanish prisoners who are to be ex
changed for Correspondents Thrall and
Jones, now in Morro Castle, will be start
ed for Cuba as soon as the department
here is assured of connection at Miami
with a boat for Havana.
Col. Cortijo and Surgeon Julian are still
In ignorance of the exchange.
TERRIFIC, DESTRUCTIVE TORNADO.
Sweeps a Vast Area of Arkansas,
Doing Great Damage.
Fayetteville, Ark., May 22. —The tornado
which passed through a portion of North
west Arkansas Friday night did immense
damage to property and caused the death
of at least seven people.
The storm came from the southeast,
passing through the great fruit belt of the
Ozark region and tore its way through
the southern end of Benton county, spend
ing its force in the White River valley.
Everything in its path was destroyed,
the greatest damage being done near Elm
Springs, Lowell and Multown, the latter
place being entirely swept away.
At Elm Springs houses wei-e blown
down, orchards destroyed and stock killed.
One man who had sought safety in a cel
lar was killed by falling timbers.
•Two miles east of Elm Springs a man
named Killingsworth and his wife were
filled. Their house was entirely destroy
ed, and they were crushed to death in the
debris. A mile away a farm house occu
pied by an Italian family was wrecked
and the inmates were instantly killed. The
residences of W. H. Holcomb and W. B.
Pierson were destroyed. Twenty houses
are reported blown away in the vicinity of
Elm Springs.
The storm was less severe in Crawford
county, Put one life was lost near Fort
Smith. A Mrs. JJesbitt died from fright
while the gale was at its fiercest.
The home of W. S. Kimbrough, near
Springdale, was blown down and Kim
brough instantly killed. Several other
farm houses were blown down near Spring
dale and six or eight persons more or less
seriously wounded.
Some damage was done also at Lowell,'
Rogers and Siloam Springs.
Await* the Admiral’ll Advlcea.
London, May 23.—The Madrid corre
spondent of the Daily Mall saws: “The
government waits for results from Admiral
Cervera before deciding as to the orders
for the second squadron.”
DR. LIGHTFOOT DISCHARGED.
Jury Finds Him Not Guilty of Mur
dering McMahon.
Tallahassee, Fla., May 22.—The jury in
the Lightfoot homicide case rendered a
verdict of “not guilty.” The verdict was a
surprise.
Seven months ago Arlington McMahon,
a sergeant of the Governor’s Guards, was
killed by a granger, Dr. Miranda Light
foot, alias Max Schaffer, in the vestibule
of a barroom, and to-day a jury of twelve
men, after deliberating over the evidence
for fifteen hours, came into court and said
that Lightfoot was not a guilty man.
The difficulty arose about a twenty-five
cent -wager over throwing dice. McMahon
and Lightfoot, according to the testimony,
both claimed the quarter; McMahon raked
it in. Words passed between them, but no
altercation took place. Later, the talk
about the affair was renewed and resulted
in McMahon striking Lightfoot in the face.
There was no further trouble until the
parties reached the outside of the barroom.
A few minutes later, and it is thought
that those who lingered there did not ex
pect a renewal of the difficulty. Suddenly
there rang out upon the night air the re
port from two pistol shots, and before the
bystanders could fully realize what had
happened, Sergt. McMahon lay dead on
the floor before them, one ball having
taken effect in the temple, and the other
in the breast. Both wounds weri consid
ered fatal.
MADISON’S POLITICS.
Tliing-s Warming Up With a Great
Number of Candidates.
Madison, Fla., May 22.—The twelve pre
cincts in the county held meetings yester
day to select delegates to a county con
vention, which meets here next Thursday
to elect delegates to the state convention,
called to convene at Orlando Aug. 3 next.
Little interest, however, is manifested,
free silver having the right of way by a
large majority. County politics is warm
ing up, though. Up to date three candi
dates have announced for the state Sen
ate, B. D. Wadsworth, C. E. Davis and J.
B. Mays; seven for'the House, M. W. Lin
ton, J. B. Blanton, J. E. Blanton, J. W.
Cobb, Clem Hicks, J. H. Redding and M.
L. Leslie, of whom two are to be chosen;
for Tax collector, C. O. Moye, S. J. El
lison, F. J. B. Fox and N. S. Frier; two
for tax assessor, R. J. Paterson and James
Shaw. T. W. Dale, for county treasurer,
has no opposition thus far for re-election.
Several offer for members of the school
board and Board of County Commission
ers.
SEVERE DROUGHT IN WAYNE.
Farmers Experiencing Difficulties
From the Lack of "Water.
Odum, Ga., May 22.—Wayne just at this
time is experiencing the most severe
drought that has been had in years. AU
the creeks and branches are dry, except
the largest lakes in the creeks and many
of them being only a few feet In water.
Immense quantities of fish are being
caught out of them. The farmers are hav
ing to water stock from their wells, and
if the drought continues for many more
days the supply from them will be ex
hausted. Many of the wells have" been
sunk deeper in the past tett-dayß".'"Cfops
are suffering, especially the oat crop.
; Crops are cut off fully one-half.
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