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LESSONS OF FOMFEL1.
I RIGHTEOUSNESS IS LIFE, BUT INIQUI-
A TY IS DEATH.
W>t. Dp. Talniage’a Vivid Deicrlptlon of
the Ruined City—Solemnity and Awe In
spired by the Surroundings—A Warning
to the Wmiked of Today.
Brooklyn, Oct. 8.—In his sermon ut
the Brooklyn Tabernacle this morning
Rev. Dr. Tahnage presented an arousing
theme of the living cities of today drawn
from the tomb of a dead city of the past.
The opening hymn, led by cornet and or
gan, was joined by the voices of the mul
titude:
Arm of tho Lord, awake, awake;
Put on thy Btrength; tho nationH shake.
The subject was “Pompeii and Its Les-
Bons;" the text, Isaiah xxv, 2, “Thou
hast made of a defensed city a ruin.”
A flash on the night sky greeted us as
■wo left the rail train at Naples, Italy.
What was the strange illumination? It
was that wrath of mnny centuries—'\ esu-
vius. Giant son of an earthquake. Intoxi
cated mountain of Italy. Father of mail)
consternations. A volcano, burning fj,
long, and yet to keep on burning unt’i
perhaps, it may he the very torch tl a j
will kindle the last conflagration r n ,i
set all the world on fire. It eclipse, j n
violence of behavior Cotopaxi and -^tna
and Stromboli and Krakatoa. A iV f u j
mystery. Funeral pyre of dead i,tj e8i
Everlasting paroxysm of mountaii s
seems like a chimney of hell. 1' roars
with fiery reminiscence of wliat j lag
done and with threats of w<irse t ],j n g g
that it may yet do. I would no p ve j n
one of the villages at its base fi t - a j )res .
ent of all Italy.
On a day in December, 10:11 it threw
up ashes that flouted away huiq re( j g an q
hundreds of miles and droppq j n Con-
1 1 and in the Adria^ sea, and
■ues, as well a trampling
"oot the liy. 8 of 18; o ( )o
have triq to fathom
TX’ —_ Vusuineil the
II yO rW back the
xplorers from
mg brink. It
of maniac ele-
passing up flown j n Tyrian purple
and girdles of ara i )()g ,] n( , i a , 1( l necks en
chained with
precious stones, proud offi-
cial in imposing toga meeting the slave
carrying trrf V8 a . ( .]i n k with goblets and
a-sm>ke \\L ^ fl e ij cnc i e8 from paddock
and sea, ny 1( | lnora |i s t musing over the
degradatiGj 0 £ the times passes tlie prof-
ligato “'liiiff ins best to iiuiko them
worse. Jj ar ] c to the clatter and rataplan
of the lV oofg on the streets paved with
blocks Cf h asa jt i goo the verdured and
ttowerofl g roull ds sloping into the most
bay of all the earth—the bay
of Naples.
. J,s ten to the rumbling chariots, enr-
r lconvivial occupants to halls of
1 ' nrt ;i and masquerade and carousal.
^ ea r the loud dash of fountains amid
f 10 sculptured water nymphs. Notice
the weird, solemn, farrencliing hum and
dv
knee j
ts top had been
acus fought and
•vould have been
■en for the grape-
the mountainside
nd laying hold of
ind under hand to
But for centuries
.lace burning as we
l our arrival in No-
EAD CITY.
text day we started to
work wrought by that
in. “All out for Pom-
y of the conductor. And
jy tho corpse of that dead
itered the gate and passed
alls I took off my hat, ns
does in the presence of
g obsequies. That city had
line a capital of beauty and
• jJltmpT %- nome of grand architecture,
exquisiteV-^nting, enchant ing sculpture,
unrestrained carousal and rapt assem
blage. A high wall 20 feet thick, three-
fourths cf it still visible, encircled the
city. On those walls at a distance of
only 100 yards from each other towers
rose for armed men who watched the
city. The streets ran at right angles
and from wall to wall, only one street
excepted.
In the days of tho city's prosperity its
towers glittered in the sun; eight strong
gates for ingress and egress; Gate of the
Seashore, Gate of Herculaneum, Gate of
Vesuvius being perhaps the most im
portant. Yonder stood the Temple of
.Tnpiter, hoisted at an imposing eleva
tion, and with its six corintliian col
umns of immense girth, which stood like
carved icebergs shimmering in the light.
There stands the Temple of the Twelve
Oods. Yonder see the Temple of Her
cules and the Temple of Mercury, with
, altars of marble and bas-relief, wonder-
'gfnl. enough to astound all succeeding
ages of art, -and the Temple of Aescula
pius, brilliant with sculpture and gor
geous with painting.
Yonder are the theaters, partly cut
Into surrounding hills, and glorified with
pictured walls, and entered under arches
■of imposing masonry, and with rooms
for captivated and applaudatory au
diences. seated or standing in vast semi
circle. Yonder are the costly and im
mense public baths of the city, with
more than the modem ingenuities of
Carlsbad. Notice the warmth of those
ancient tepidariums, with hovering ra
diance of roof, and the vapor of those
caldariums, with decorated alcoves, and
the cold dash of their frigidariums, with
floors of mosaic and ceilings of all skill
fully intermingled hues, and walls up-
upholstered with all the colors of the
Betting sun, and sofas on which to recline
for slumber after the plunge.
Yonder are the barracks of the cele
brated gladiators. Yonder is the sum
mer home of Sallust, the Roman histo-
, rian and senator, the architecture as
A elaborate as his character was corrupt.
There is the residence of the poet Pansa,
\ -with a compressed Louvre and Luxem-
: J ” bourg within his walls. There is the
home of Lucretius, with vases and an
tiquities enough to turn the head of a
-irtuoso. Yonder see the Forum, at the
best place in the city. It is entered
vo triuiiiphal arches. It is bound-
three sides by doric columns,
lder, in the suburbs of the city, is
ome of Arrius Diomed, the mayor
the suburbs, terraced residence of
jillionairedom, gardens, fountained,
etatued, colonnaded, the cellar of that
villa filled with bottles of rarest wine, a
few drops of which were found 1,800
years afterward. Along the streets of
the city are men of might and women of
tbeapty formed into bronze that many
teenturies had no power to bedim. Bat
tle scenes' On walls in colors which all
time cannot efface. Great city of Pom
peii! So Seneca and Tacitus and Cicero
pronounced it.
VESUVIUS IN ERUPTION.
Stand with me on its walls this even
pig of Aug. 23, A. D. 79, See the throngs
u and roar of a city at tho close of a
8 \mmer day. Let Poinpeii sleep well
pnight, for it is the last night of peaee-
iul slumber before she falls into the
deep slumber of many long centuries.
The morning of the 24th of August, A.
D. 79, has arrived, and the day rolls on,
and it is 1 o’clock in the afternoon.
“Look!" I say to you, standing on this
wall, as the sister of Pliny said to him,
the Roman essayist and naval command
er, on the day of which I speak, as she
pointed him in the direction in which 1
point you.
There is a peculiar cloud on the sky;
a spotted cloud, now white, now black.
It is Vesuvius in awful and unparalleled
eruption. Now the smoke and fire and
steam of that black monster throat rise
and spread, as, by my gesture, I now de
scribe it. It iSses, a great column of
fiery darkness, higher and higher, and
then spreads out like the branches of a
tree, with midnights interwrapped in its
foliage, wider and wider. Now the sun
goes out, and showers of pumice stone
and water from furnaces more than
seven times heated, and ashes in aval
anche after avalanche, blinding and
scalding and suffocating, descend north,
south, east anil west, burying deeper
and deeper in mammoth sepulcher, such
as never beforo or since was opened,
Stabile, Herculaneum and Pompeii.
Ashes ankle deep, girdle deep, chin deep,
ashes overhead.
Out of the houses and temples and
theaters and into the streets and down
to the heacli fled many of the frantic,
but others, if not suffocated of the ashes,
were scalded to death by the heated del
uge. And then came heavier destruc
tion in rocks after rocks, crushing in
homes and temples and theaters. No
wonder the sea receded from the heacli
as though in terror, until much of the
shipping was wrecked, and no wonder
that when they lifted Pliny the elder
from the sailcloth on which he was rest
ing, under the agitations of what he had
seen, he suddenly expired.
For three days the entombment pro
ceeded. Then the clouds lifted, and the
cursing of that Apollyon of mountains
subsided. For 1.700 years that city of
Pompeii lay buried and without any
thing to show its place of doom. But
nfter 1,700 years of obliteration a work
man's spade, digging a well, strikes some
antiquities which lead to the exhuma
tion of the city. Now walk with me
through some of the streets and into
Eorno of tho houses and aiflitl the ruins
of basilica and Temple and amphithe
ater.
EMOTIONS THE SCENE INSPIRES.
From the moment the guide met us at
the gate on entering Pompeii that day in
November, 1889, until he left us at the
gate on our departure, the emotion I felt
was indescribable for elevation and so
lemnity and sorrow and awe. Come and
see the petrified bodies of the dead found
in the city, and now in the museums of
Italy. About 4.70 of those embalmed by
that eruption have been recovered.
Mother and child, noble and serf, mer
chant and beggar, are presentable and
natural after 1,700 years of burial. That
woman was found clutching her adorn
ments when tho storm of ashes and firo
began, and for 1,700 years she continued
to clutch them.
There at the soldiers’ barracks are 64
skeletons of brave men, who faithfully
stood guard at their post when the tem
pest of cinders began, and after 1,700
years were still found standing guard.
There is the form of gentle womanhood
impressed upon the hardened ashes.
Pass along, and here we see the deep ruts
in the basaltic pavements worn there by
the wheels of the chariots of the first
century. Tliejre, over the doorways and
in the porticoes, are works of art im
mortalizing the debauchery of a city,
which, notwithstanding all its splendors,
was a vestibule of perdition.
Those gutters ran with the blood of
the gladiators, who were the prizefight
ers of those ancient times, and it was
sword parrying sword, until, with one
skillful and stout plunge of the sharp
edge, the mauled aud gashed combatant
reeled over dead, to be carried out amid
the huzzas of enraptured spectators.
We staid among those suggestive scenes
after the hour that visitors are usually
allowed there and staid until there was
not a footfall to he heard within all that
city except our own. Up this silent street
and down that silent street we wander
ed. Into that windowless and roofless
home we went and came out again onto
the pavements that, now forsaken, were
once thronged with life.
And can it be that all up and down
these solemn solitudes, hearts more than
1,800 years ago ached and rejoiced, and
feet shuffled with the gait of old age or
danced with childish glee, and overtasked
workmen carried their burdens, and
drunkards staggered? On that mosaic
floor did glowing youth clasp hands in
marriage vow, and cross that threshold
did pallbearers carry the beloved dead
and gay groups once mount those now
skeletons of staircases?
While I walked and contemplated the
city seemed suddenly to he thronged
with all the population that had ever in
habited it, and I heard its laughter and
groan aud blasphemy and uncleanness
and infernal boast as it was on the 23d
of August, 70. And Vesuvius, from the
mild light with which' it flushej the sky
that summer evening as J. stood in disen
tombed Pompeii, seemed suddenly again
to heave and flame and rock with the
lava anu uuiKiiess and desolation and
woo with whi -h more tlmn 18 centuries
ago it submerged Poinpeii, as with tho
liturgy of fire and storm tho mountain
proclaimed at. the lmrial, “Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.”
My friends, 1 cannot tell what practi
cal suggestion conies to your mind from
this walk through uncovered Pompeii,
hut the first thought that absorbs mo is
that, while art and culture are impor
tant, they cannot save the morals or the
life of a great town. Much of the paint
ing and sculpture of Pompeii was so ex
quisite that, while some is kept on the
walls where it was first penciled, to he
admired by those who go there, whole
wagon loads and whole rooms full of it
have been transferred to the Mnseo Bor-
bonico at Naples, to he admired by the
centuries.
Those Pompeiian artists mixed such
durability of colors that, though their
paintings were buried in ashes and sco
ria) for 1,700 years, and sinco they were
uncovered many of them have remained
there exposed to the rains and winds
and winters and summers of 180 years,
the color is ns fresh and vivid and true
as though yesterday it had passed from
the easel. Which of our modern paint
ings could stand all that? And yet many
of the specimens of Pompeiian art show
that the city was sunk to such a depth
of abomination that there was nothing
deeper. Sculptured and petrified and em
balmed abomination. Tliero was a state
of public morals worse than belongs to
•any city now standing under the sun.
Yet how many think that all that is
necessary is to cultivate the mind and
advance the knowledge and improve the
arts. Have you the impression that elo
quence will do the elevating work?
Why, Pompeii had Cicero half of every
year for its citizen. Have you the idea
that literature is all that is necessary to
keep a city right? Why, Sallust, with a
pen that was the boast of Roman litera
ture, had a mansion in that doomed city.
Do you think that sculpture and art are
quite sufficient for the production of
good morals? Then correct your delu
sion by examining the statues in the
Temple of Mercury at Pompeii, or the
winged figures of its Parthenon, and the
colonnades and arches of this house of
Diomed.
By all mdhiis have schools and Dussel-
dorf and Dore exhibitions and galleries
where the genius of all the centuries can
bunk itself up in snowy sculpture, and
all bric-a-brac, and all pure art, but
nothing save the religion of Jesus Christ
can make a city moral. In proportion
as churches and Bibles and Christian
printing presses' and revivals of religion
abound is a city clean and pure. What
has Buddhism or Confucianism or Mo
hammedanism done in all the hundreds
of years of their progress for the eleva
tion of society? Absolutely nothing.
Peking and Madras and Cairo are jqst
what they were ages ago, except as Chris
tianity has modified their condition.
What is the difference between our
Brooklyn and their Pompeii? No dif
ference, except that which Christianity
has wrought. Favor all good art, hut
take best care of your churches, and your
Sabbath schools, and your Bibles, and
your family altars.
TWO REMARKABLE CEMETERIES.
Yea, see in our walk today through
uncovered Pompeii what sin will do for
a city. We ought to be slow to assign
the judgments of God. Cities are some
times afflicted just as good people are
afflicted, and the earthquake, and the cy
clone, and the epidemic are no sign in
many cases that God is angry with a
city, hut the distress is sent for some
good and kind purpose, whether we
understand it or not. The law that ap
plies to individuals may apply to Chris
tian cities as well, “All things work
together for good to those that love
God.”
But the greatest calamity of history
came upon Pompeii not to improve its
future condition, for it was completely
obliterated aud will never be rebuilt. It
was so had that it needed to be buried
1,700 years before even its ruins were fit
to be uncovered. So Sodom and Gomor
rah were filled with such turpitude that
they were not only turned under, but
have for thousands of years been kept
under. The two greatest cemeteries are
the cemetery in which the sunken ships
are buried all the way between Fire
island and Fastnet lighthouse, and the
other cemetery is the cemetery of dead
cities.
I get down on my knees and read the
epitapheology of a long line of them.
Here lies Babylon, once called “the ham
mer of the whole earth.” Dead and
buried under piles of bitumen and bro
ken pottery and vitrefied brick. And I
hear a wolf howl and a reptile hiss as I
am reading this epitaph (Isaiah xiii, 21),
“The wild beast of the desert shall be
there, and their houses shall he full of
doleful creatures.”
The next tomb I kneel before in this
cemetery of cities is Nineveh. Her
winged lions are down, and the slabs of
alabaster have crumbled, and the sculp
ture that represented her battles is as
completely scattered as the dust of the
heroes who fought them. Perhaps
put my knee into tho dust of her Sar-
danapalus as I stoop to read her epitaph
(Zephaniali ii, 14,) “Now is Nineveh des
olation and dry like a wilderness, and
flocks lie dowlT in the midst of her; all
the beasts of the nations, both the cor
morant and the bittern, lodge in the up
per lintels of it.” And while I read it
I hear an owl hoot and a hyena laugh.
The next entombed city I pass has a
monument of 00 prostrate columns of
gray and red granite, and it is Tyre.
The next sepulcher of a great capital is
covered with scattered columns and de
faced sphinxes and the sands of the des
ert, and it is Thebes. As I pass on I find
the resting place of Mycenae, a city of
which Homer sang, and Corinth, wliicli
rejected Paul and depended upon her
fortress, Acroeorinthus, which now lies
dismantled on the hill, and I move on in
this cemetery of cities, and I find the
tombs of Sardis and Smyrna and Per-
sepolis and Memphis and Baalbek and
Carthage, and here are the cities of the
plain and Herculaneum and Stabia and
Pompeii. Some of them have mighty
sarcophagus and hieroglyphic entabla
ture, but they arodead and buried never
to rise.
lint, tho cemetery of dead cities is not
vet filled, and if tho present cities of the
world forget .God mid with their inde
cencies shock the heavens let them
know that the God who on the 24th of
August, 79, dropped oil a city of Italy a
Ruporiiioumbriuico that staid tliero 17
centuries is still alive and hates sin now
as much as he did then and has at his
command all the armament of destruc
tion with which he whelmed their in
iquitous predecessors.
It was only a few summers, ngo that
Brooklyn and New York felt an earth
quake throb that sent tho people af
frighted into the streets, and that sug
gested that there are forces of nature
now suppressed or held in check which
easier than a child in a nursery knocks
down a row of block houses could pros
trate a city or engulf n continent deep
er than Pompeii was engulfed. Our hope
is in the mercy of the Lord continued to
our American cities.
It amazes mo that this 6ity, which
hns tho quietest Sabbaths on the conti
nent and tho best order and the highest
tone of morals of any city that I know
of, is now having brought into as near
neighborhood as Coney Island carnivals
of pugilism as debasing as any of tlie
gladiatorial contests of Pompeii. What
a precious crew that Coney Island Ath
letic club is, tinder whose auspices
these orgies are enacted! What a degra
dation to tlie adjective “athletic,” which
ordinarily suggests health and muscle
developed for useful purpose! Instead
of calling it an athletic club they might
better style it ‘The Ruffian Club For
Smashing the Human Visage.”
Vile men are turning that Coney Island,
which is one of the finest watering places
on all the Atlantic coast, into a place for
the offscouring of the earth to congre
gate, the low horse jockeys and gamblers,
and the pugilists, and the pickpockets,
and the bloats regurgitated from the
depths of the worst wards of these cities.
They invite delegates from universal
loaferdom to come to their carnival of
knuckles. But I do not believe that the
pugilism contracted for and advertised
for next December will take place in our
neighborhood.
A STEP TOO FAR.
Evil sometimes defeats itself by going
one step too far. You may drive tlie
lioop of a barrel down so hard that it
breaks. I will not believe that the inter
national prize fight will take place oil
Long Island or in the state of New York
until I see the rowdy rabble rolling
drunk off the cars at Flatbush avenue
and with faces banged and cut and bleed
ing from the imbruting scene. Against
this infraction of the laws of the state of
New York I lift solemn protest. The
curse of Almighty God will rest upon
any community that consents to such an
outrage. Does any one think it cannot
he stopped, and that the constabulary
would be overborne? Then let Governor
Flower send down there a regiment of
state militia, and they will clean out the
nuisance in one hour.
Warned by the doom of other cities
that have perished for their ruffianism,
or their cruelty, or their idolatry, or their
dissoluteness, let all our American cities
lead the right way. Our only dependence
is on God and Christian influences. Poli
tics will do nothing but make things
worse. Send politics to moralize nnd
save a city, and you send smallpox to
heal leprosy or a carcass to relieve the
air of malodor. For what politics will
do I refer you to the eight weeks of stul
tification enacted at Washington by our
American senate.
American politics will become a re
formatory power on tlie same day that
pandemonium becomes a church. But
there are, I am glad to say, benign and
salutary and gracious influences organ
ized in all our cities which will yet take
them for God and righteousness. Let
us ply the gospel machinery to its ut
most speed and power. City evangeliza
tion is the thought. Accustomed as are
religious pessimists to dwell upon statis
tics of evil and dolorous facts, we want
some one with sanctified heart and good
digestion to put in long line the statis
tics of natures transformed, and profli
gacies balked, and souls ransomed, and
cities redeemed.
Give us pictures of churches, of
schools, of reformatory associations, of
asylums of mercy. Break in upon the
Misereres” of complaint and despond
ency with “Te Deums” and “Jubilates of
moral and religious victory. Show that
the day is coming when a great tidal wave
of salvation will roll over all our cities.
Show how Pompeii buried will become
Pompeii resurrected. Demonstrate the
fact that there are millions of good men
and women who will give themselves no
rest day nor night until cities that are
now of the type of the buried cities of
Italy shall take type from the New Jeru
salem coming down from God out of
heaven. I hail the advancing morn.
I make the same proclamation today
that Gideon made to the shivering cow
ards of his army. “Whosoever is fear
ful and afraid, let him return and depart
early from Mount Gilead.” Close up the
ranks. Lift the gospel standard. For
ward into this Armageddon that is now
opening and let tho word run all along
the line; Brooklyn for God! All our
cities for God? America for God! The
world for God! The most of us here
gathered, though horn in the country,
will die in town.
Shall our last walk he through streets
where sobriety and good order dominate,
or grogshops stench the air? Shall our
last look he upon city lialls where jus
tice reigns, or demagogues plot for the
stuffing of ballot boxes? Shall we sit for
the last time in some church where God
is worshiped with t-lie contrite heart, or
where cold formalism goes through un
meaning genuflexions? God save the
cities! Righteousness is life; iniquity is
death. Remember picturesque, terraced,
templed, sculptured, boastful, God de
fying and entombed Pompeii!
RECALLING A MAILED LETTER.
A Matter of Considerable IHflloulty, but
Not Impossible, as Many Suppose.
To recall a letter onco mailed is al
most as difficult a task as to take
back an assertion once uttered. The
sender must, appear at tlie postoffico
anil is banded a blank to fill out. In
this lio must state when and whero
be mailed the letter, how it was ad
dressed, must describe the envelope,
Btate tb* amount, of postage prepaid
and testify ‘'that tlie above men
tioned letter was written by mo or
by my authority, and I desire to re
call it for the following reason,” and
then state tlio reason, which is usual
ly, “Mailed by mistake."
He must then sign his name so
that the writing may ho compared
with that on the letter and sign a
receipt. If the address cannot he
shown to he in liis handwriting or is
printed or typewritten, he must de
scribe some peculiarities of the en
velope sufficient to identify it. If
he is nimble to do this, the letter is
not released unless tho postmaster
knows the applicant and is satisfied
concerning liis good intentions. If
he is satisfied, ho asks for a state
ment concerning the contents, and
tlie applicant is then obliged to open
the letter uiul read portions of it in
tlio postmaster’s presence to prove
that it is the one described.
If the letter has been sent away,
the process of recalling it is still
more difficult. A similar blank lias
to bo filled out and a minute descrip
tion telegraphed at the sender’s ex
pense to tlie postmaster at the office
of its destination. If discovered in
time, the letter is then intercepted
and sent to the department at Wash
ington with a statement of tlie case.
Why should any one want to recall
a letter so much as to take all this
trouble? Well, there was one case
at the local office recently where a
valuable deed was mailed, and tlio
sender received information that sat
isfied him that the sale should not
be made. In another case an im
portant contract was sent and infor
mation received immediately after
made it imperative that it should he
revoked.—Springfield Republican.
The Only Title or Its Kind.
Quin-ne-mo-se, formerly chief of
the Coeur d’Alene Indians, is one of
the most favored of men in Spokane
county. Quin-ne-mo-se has a farm
of 107 acres lying on the south side
of the Spokane river, about 14 miles
above Spokane. When Assessor Leg
horn was putting values upon fann
ing property in this country, he put
in Quin’s land at a good round sum.
Quin produced a government patent
for the land, in which occui'3 this
clause:
“This patent is used upon tho ex
press condition that the title hereby
conveyed shall not ho subject to
alienation or encumbrance, either by
voluntary conveyance or by judg
ment, decree or order of any court-,
or subject to taxation of any charac
ter, hut shall remain inalienable and
not subject to taxation for the period
of 20 years from the date hereof, as
approved Jan. 18, 1881.”
Everybody apologized, and tlie
board of equalization wiped Quin’s
name from the books. This is the
only title of the kind in the county,
the commissioners say.—Spokane Re
view.
The Chester White aod Berkshire
are excellent hogs, but they do not
endure cold well,
A PLEASANT SURPRISE
is in store for you
when you buy Doctor
Pierce’s Pleasant Pel
lets. If you ever took
the ordinary liver pill,
big and bulky, nasty
too, you’d appreciate
a good thing, espe
cially when it is sugar-
coated, tiny as a mus
tard seed but very
effective. Other
things being equal,
the smallest is the
best in liver pills—
hence, “Pleasant
Pellets."
If you are troubled
with Indigestion, Constipation,
Biliousness, Bilious Headaches,
and a hundred and one ills
which depend upon an inactive
]i ver) — U se Dr. Pierce’s Pellets.
With these pills you get not
only temporary relief but a
positive cure; they’re guaran
teed to give satisfaction in
every case, or your money
is returned.
For fat people who suffer
from indigestion, for hearty
eaters and high livers-—those
whose livers are sluggish, this
pill is what is most needed.
Take a Pellet after, dinner.
Sir*. SI. F. Bone
Si I
I Was a Wreck
With catarrh, lung trouble and generally broken
down* Before I had taken half a bottle of
Hood’s Sarsaparilla I felt better. Now I am In
Hood’s s, ;> Cures
good health, for all of which my thanks are due
to Hood’s Sarsaparilla.” Mrs. M. F.
Bonk, Clover, Iron Co., Mo. Get Hood’s
Hood’S Pills cure Constipation by restor
ing tho peristaltic action of tho alimentary canal.
/MM
KEEP COOL 1
inside, outside, and all the way through,
by drinking ,
HIRES’ gg
This groat Temperance drink; ■“ r% ****
is us healthful, us It is pleasant. Try lb
LADIES
Needing a tonic, or children who want build
ing up, should take
BRewN’s mow bitters.
It Is pleasant; cures Malaria, Indigestion,
Biliousness, Liver Complaints and Neuralgia.
Beautiful Stylish Shoe
for Ladies.
Ts made to expand with rvorv motion of the foot;
it retains it* .stylish shape when other shoes givo
way aud breuk. It is the best shoe mudo.
PRICES, $2, $2.50, $3, $3.50.
Consolidated Shoe Co., Mfrs„ Lynn. Mass.
For Hale by the leading Shoe dealers In West
Point, Ga.
ADAMS & BROTHER.
(Agente wanted everywhere,'
WESLEYAN FEMALE INSTITUTE
HTAUNTON, VA.
Opens Sept. 6th, 1893. Climate and surroundings ex
ceptional. Handsome buildings, being remodeled,
thoroughly renovated, repainted inside and outside,
nnd refurnished with now pianos, carpets, Ac. Steam
heat, gas light, bath rooms on every floor. New Labora
tory thoroughly equipped. 2». experienced teachers.
Advanced Courses in English, Latin. Gennan, French.
Ac. Special advantages in Music and Art. 141 board
ing pupils from 18 States Terms moderate For Cata
logues of this celebrated old Virginia School, address
W.W. ROBERTSON, 1’rt‘M., Staunton,Va.
FRAY BENTOS
Is a town in Uruguay, South \raerlcaoa the
river Plate. It would not be celebr ed ex
cept that !t Is where the celebrated
Lelig Company’s
EXTRACT OF BEEF
comes from, and Id the fertile grazing fields
around it, are reared the cattle which are
slaughtered—1,000 a day—-to make this fa
mous product, which is known ’round the
world as the standard for
QUALITY, FLAVOR AND PURITY.
BEATTY’S OIIGANS and PIANOS $33 up.
' JLtlt. IlCflllt,. (Ill tn.loiriU) Vl-no Aflrl.nuu
J.
Want agent. Catalogue Free. "Address
DANIEL F. BEATTY, Washington, N.
$525
pc T __
prove It or pap forfeit. New ar-
Icles just out. A $1,50 sample and terms free
ry us. CHIU S31’ E it Ji SON, -28 Boud st„N.Y
A Mere Mockery.
Fatlier—Anil I’ll give you a nice box
of candy if you’ll have those teeth pulled.
Tommy (with a wail)—And then I
can’t eat tlie candy!—Chicago Record.
OOOD’S CURES when all other
* * preparations fail. It possesses
curative power peculiar to itself. Be
sure to get Hood’s Sarsaparilla.
All First-Class Druggists.
From present date will keep on sale the Im
ported East India Hemp Remedies. Dr. H
James’ preparation of this herb on Its own
soil (Calcuuta),wlil positively cure Consump
tion, Bronehltas, Asthma, and Nasal Ca-
turrh, and break up a fresh cold in 21 hour*
pel- bottle, or 3 bottles $0.50. Try it.
CHADDOCK & CO., Proprietors,
1032 Race Street, Philadelphia.
DRS. LOLEMAN &. MITCHELL,
tGraduates Philadelphia Dental College,)
Having purchased the practice of Dr. J. A.
Chappie, are prepared to perform all opera
tions pertaining to the practice of Dentistry
and respectfully solicit the patronage of the
people of LaGrange and surrounding country.
Teeth extracted without pain by the use of
Nitrous Oxide Gas. Specialties—Crown and
bridge work and operative dentistry.
FO lb,.i now It], IGB lb,., are-/fl/
ductlon oi 152 lbs., and 1 (col so much hotter that I would not »
11,000 nnd be put back where I was. 1 am both surprised and proud
of the chance. I recommend your treatment to all aufferere from
obesity. Will answer all inquiries if stamp Is inclosed for reply.”
PATIENTS TREATED BY MAIL. CONFIDENTIAL.
Harmless, and with an starving, inconvenience, or bad effects.
For particulars address, with 6 cents la sumps,
os, o. w. r. sr-w, mwkcb’s Tsurtr mioiis.ia
BROWN' S IRON -BITTERS
cures Dyspepsia, In
digestion & Debility.