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THE SEMI-WEEKLY SUMTER REPUBLICAN. ESTABLISHED IST 1854, ByCHAS. W. HANCOCK. VOL. 18. OLD BUG COMES TO THE FRONT THIS SEASON WITH DRINKS, FIXED UP IN ANY STYLE FOR TEN CENTS. OYSTERS, FISH AND GAME ON HAND AT ALL TIMES. MEALS FIXED UP IN ANY STYLE AND AT ALL TIMES-DAY AND NIGHT. BILLIARDS 5c per game two games for 25 cts—cash. POOL 2 y % CENTS PER CUE—ALL CASH. Come one, come all, and see if you don’t get the best—nothing charged at these rates. Best Cigars and Tobacco Always on Hand ! BOTTLED LIQUORS ALWAYS ON HAND IN FRONT ROOM. J. P. CHAPMAN. AGENT FOR KING’S ROYAL POWDER COMPANY, Also, PARKER’S GUN AND BREECH LOADING FIXTURES. Americas, Ga., Sept. sth, 1882. 0.2 m Rosser & Gunnels. Iff Bar and Billiard SALOON. Messrs. G. S. ROSSER and P. W. GUN NELS have opened a Bar and Hilliard Sa loon in the new building of Hamil Bros., on Cotton Avenue, where they have a fine stock of pure Brandies, Wines and Whiskies I Also tlie National Drink, ANHUESER BEER, ttie best in the laud. The best Cigars and Tobacco always on hand. Our Billiard Saloon is one of the best in the city—everything new and good. We in vite the public generally to give us a trial. In a few days our RESTAURANT will he opened, and we promise that it shall com pare with tlie best and be surpassedTiy none. ROSSER & GUNNELS, septStf Americus, Ga. Miss KATE KING Invites tlie attention of the Ladies to her SELECT STOCK OF Millinery and Fancy Qoods NOTIONS, Etc., ALL OF TIIE LATEST STYLES. Whicli she keeps on hand at all times, and at tlie LOWEST CASH PRICES! NEW GOODS ARRIVINC DAILY. ®“Don’t fail to Call and Examine her tock before purchasing elsewhere. Miss KATE KING, PUBLIC SQUARE AMERICUS, mar3ltf SCHOOL hats! A LARGE LOT OF SCHOOL HATS. JUBT RECEIVED AT Mrs. M. T. Elam’s, Americus, - - - Georgia. SCHOOL HATS! sept2otf J. J. HANESLEY'S RISTASMIT MIIIMY. I would call the attention of farmers and ail others wishing a good meal, to tlie fact that I am still running my RESTAURANT, Under the Barlow House, where I will serve you up a warm meal at any hour. Oysters, Fish and Game served in their season. I also keep a full line of CONFECTIONS!! Fruits, Cigars and Tobacco! Americus, Ga., Sept. 20,1882. tf F SIMMONS! j rangcment of Livor, Bowels and Kidneys. SYMPTOMS OF A DISEASED LIVER. Bad Breath; Pain in the Side, sometimes the nam is felt under the Shoulder-blade, mistaken for Rheumatism; general loss of appetite; Bowels generally costive, sometimes alternating with lax; the head is troubled with pain, is dull and heavy, with considerable loss of memory, accompanied with a painful sensation of leaving undone something which ought to have been done * a slight, dry cough and flushed face is sometimes an attendant, often mistaken for consumption; the patient complains of weariness and debility; nervous, easily startled; feet cold or burning, sometimes a prickly sensation of the skin exists; spirits are low and despondent, and, although satisfied that exercise would be bene ficial, yet one can hardly summon up fortitude to try it—in fact, distrusts every remedy. Several of the above symptoms attend the disease, but cases have occurred when but few of them existed, yet examination after death has shown the Liver to have been extensively deranged. It should be used by all persons, old and young, whenever any oi the above symptoms appear. Persons Traveling or Living In Un healthy Localities, by taking a dose occasion a y to keep the Liver in healthy action, will avoid all Malaria, Bilious attacks, Dizziness, Nau sea, Drowsiness, Depression of Spirits, etc It will invigorate like a glass of wine, but is no in toxicating beverage. If You have eaten anything hard of digestion, or feel heavy after meals, or sleep less at night, take a dose and you will be relieved. Time and Doctors' Bills will be saved by always keeping the Regulator y in the House! For, whatever the ailment may be, a thoroughly * a fc P ur ß a^T ®, alterative and tonic can ne r j out Pl ace * The remedy is harmless and does not interfere with business or pleasure. IT IS PURELY VEGETABLE, And has all the power and efficacy of Calomel or Quinine, without any of the injurious after effects. A Governor's Testimony. Simmons Liver Regulator has been in use in my family for some time, and I am satisfied it is a valuable addition to the medical science. J. Gill Shorter, Governor of Ala. non. Alexander H. Stephens, of Ga., says: Have derived some benefit from the use of Simmons Liver Regulator, and wish to give it a further trial. ‘‘The only Thing that never fails to Relieve."—l have used many remedies for Dys pepsia, Liver Affection and Debility, but never have found anything to beficfit me to the extent Simmons Liver Regulator has. I sent from Min nesota to Georgia for it, and would send further for such a medicine, and would advise all who are sim ilarly affected to give it a trial as it seems the only thing that never fails to relieve. P. M. Janney, Minneapolis, Minn. Dr. T. W. Mason says: From actual ex perience in the use of Simmons Liver Regulator in my practice I have been and am satisfied to use and prescribe it as a purgative medicine. only the Genuine, which always has on the Wrapper the red Z Trade-Mark and Signature of J. 11. ZEILIN & CO. FOR SALE BY ALL DRUGGISTS. TUTTS PILLS A DISORDERED LIVER IS THE BANE of the present generation. It is for the <3ure of this disease and its attendants, BICK-HEADACHE, BILIOUSNESS. DYS jPEPSIA, CONSTIPATION, PILES, eto„!hat BUTT’S PELLS have gained a w.orld-wide reputation. No Remedy has ever been discovered that acta so ffintly on the digestive organs, giving them vigor to as similate food. Asa natural result, the Nervous System Ts Braced, the Muscles are Developed, and the Body Robust. Oliills and. Pever, B. RIVAL, a Planter at Bayou Sara, La., says: My plantation Is In a malarial district. For ••▼oral years I could not make half a crop on account of bilious diseases and chills. I was nearly discouraged when X began the use of TUTT'B PILLS. The result was marvelous: my laborers soon became hearty and robust, and I have had no further trouble. They relieve the engorged Liver, cleanse the Blood from poisonous humors, and cause the bowels to act naturally, with out which no one can fed well. Try this remedy fairly, and you willgala a healthy Digestion, Vigorous Body, Pure Blood, Strong Nerves, and a Sound Liver. Price, 25 Cents. Office, 35 Murray St., N. V. TUTUS HAIR DYE. Gray Hair or Whiskers changed to a Glossy Black by a single application of this Dye. It Imparts a natural color, and acts instantaneously. Sold bv Druggists, or sent by express on receipt of One Dollar. Office, 38 Murray Street, New York. (nr. TVTT*S MA-NUAIj of FalWe\ Information and Umcful Receipts I will be mailed FREE on application./ gosling^ w STOMACH P *itteb s The true antidote to the effects of miasma is Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters. This medi cine is one of the most popular remedies of an age of successful prosperity specifics, and is in immense, demand wherever on this Continent fever and ague exists. A winc glasssful three times a (lay is tlie best possi ble preparative for encountering a malari ous atmosphers, regulating tlie liver, and invigorating the stomach. For sale by all Druggists and Dealers generally. THEPLACETO TRADE I have on hand the finest stock of Gum ui mi in the city. Ten big cases of toys, looking like young houses. In store, and more on the road, and by Christines tlie finest stock of Toys will be in store that has ever been shown in Americus. Cigars of the finest qualities from a nickle to ten cents—real Havana flavor. Confectioneries tlie sweet est and choicest. The fruits of the Tropics, tlie most luscious and the best. A good stock of Chewing Tobacco—golden leaved. ED. ANSLEY. Americus, Ga., Sept. 20,1882. tf INDEPENDENT IN POLITICS, AND DEVOTED TO NEWS, LITERATURE, SCIENCE AND GENERAL PROGRESS, AMERICUS, GEORGIA; SATURDAY, OCTOBER 14, 1882. TABERNACLE SERMONS. BY REV. T. DeWITT TALMAGE THE PRODIGAL SON. Luke xv., 18: “I will arise and go to my father.” I take another lesson from the inex haustible parable of the Prodigal Son, and every time I preach on any part of this parable I feel as though I were only dipping a chalice into an ocean. It is nearly fourteen years since I be gan to preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ in this place, and some may have wondered why vast multitudes have come here,and why still they come Sabbath morning by Sabbath morning, and Sabbath night by Sabbath night. I believe it is because they want the old Gospel, the Gospel 1,800 years old, the Gospel 0,000 years old, an intima tion of it given at the Garden of Eden, and that there are so many people who want their sorrows comforted by this Gospel, and so many people who are down in sin who want to get rid of their iniquities, and so they come year alter year to receive the meisage. There is nothing like hunger to take the ,nergy out of a man. A hungry man can toil nei ther with pen nor hand nor foot. There has been many an army defeated not so much for lack of ammunition as for lack of bread. It was that fact that took the fire out of this young man of the text. Storm aud exposure will wear out any man’s life in time, but hunger makes quick work. The most awful cry ever heard on earth is theory for bread. A traveler tells us in Asia Minor there are trees which bear fruit looking very much like the long bean of our time. It is called the carab. Once in a while the people, reduced to destination, would eat these carabs.but generally the carabs, the beans spoken of here in the text, were thrown only to the swine, and they crunched them with great avidity. Rut this young man of my text could not even get them without stealing them. So one day, amid the swine troughs, he begins to soliloquize. He says: “These are no clothes for a rich man’s son to wear; this is no kind of business for a Jew to be engaged in, feeding swine; I’ll g t home; I’ll go home; I will arise aud go to my father.” I know there are a great many people who try to throw a fascination, a romance, a halo, about sin, but notwithstanding all that, Lord Byron and George Sand have said in regard to it, it is a mean,low, contemp tible business, and putting food and fodder into the troughs of a heard of iniquities that root and wallow in the soul of man is a very poor business for men and women intended to be sons and daughters of the Lord Almighty, and wheh this young man resolved to go home it was a very wise thing lor him to do, and the only question is, whether we will follow him. Satan promises large wages if we will serve him; but he clothes his victims with rags, and he pinches them with hunger and when they start out to do better he sets after them all the bloodhounds of he.). Satan comes to us to-day and he promises all luxuries and emoluments if we will only serve him. Liar, down with thee to the pit! “The wages of sin is death.” O! the young man of the text was wise when he uttered the resolution, “I will arise amt go to my father.” In the time ofMary, the per secutor, a persecutor came to a Chris tian woman who had hidden in her house for the Lord’s sake one of Christ’s servants, and the persecutor said: “Where is that heretic?” The Chris tian woman said: “You open that trunk and you will see that heretic.” The persecutor opened the trunk, and on the top of the linen of the trunk he saw a glass. He said: “There is no heretic here.” “Ah!” she said, “you look in the glass and you will see the heretic.” As I look up the mirror of God’s word to-day, I would that, in stead of seeing the prodigal of the text, we might see ourselves—our want, our wandering, our sin, our lost condition, so that we might be as wise as this young man was and say, “I will arise and go to my father.” The resolution of this text was formed in a disgust at his present circumstances. If this young man had been by his employer set to cultivating flowers, or training vines over an arbor, or keeping account of tlie pork market, or overseeing other laborers, he would not have thought of going home. If he had had his pockets fall of money, if he had been able to say, “I have a thousand dollars now of my own, what’s the use of my going back to my father’s house? Do you think I am going back to apologize to tlie old man? why he would put me ou the limits; he would not have going on around the old place such conduct as I have been engaged in; I won’t go home; there is no reason why I Bhould go home;l have plenty of money, plenty of pleasant surroundings; why should Igo home?” Ah! it was his pauper ism, it was his beggary. He had to go hi me. Some man comes and says to me: Why do you talk about the ruined state of the human soul? why don’t you speak [about the progress oi the nineteenth century, and talk of something more exhilerating?” It is for this reason: A man never wants the Gospel until he realizes he is in a fam inine struck state. Suppose I should come to you in your home and you are in good, sound, robust health, and For Dyspepsia, Costive ness, Headache, Chronic Diar rhoea, Jaundice, Imparity of the Blood, Fever and Ague, Malaria, ' and all Diseases caused by De- should begin to talk about medicines and about how much better this medi cine is than that, and some other medi cine than some other medicine, and talk about this physician and that physic ian. After a while you would get tired, and you would say: “I don’t want to hear about medicines. Why do you talk to me of physicians? I never have a doctor.” Suppose I come into your house and find you severely sick, and I know the medicines that will cure you, and I know the physician who is skil ful enough to meet your case. You say: “Bring on all that medicine, bring on that physician. lam terribly sick and I want help.” If I come to you and you feel you are all right in body, and all right in mind, and all right in soul, you have need of nothing, but suppose I have persuaded you that tlie leprosy of sin is upon you, the worst of all sickness. Oh! then you say “Bring me that balm of the Gospel, bring me that divine medicament,bring me Jesus Christ.” “But,” says someone in the audience, “how do you know that we are in a ruined condition bv sin?” Well, I can prove it in two ways, and yon may have your choice. I can prove it either by the statement of men or by the statement of God. Which shall it be? You all sav, “Let us have the statement of God.” Well, He says in one place, “The heart is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked.” He says in another place, “What is man that he should be clean? and he which is born of woman,that he should be righteous?” He says in another place: “There is none that doeth good, no, not one.” He says in another place: “As by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin, and so death passed upon all men, for that all had sinned.” “Well,” you say, “I am willing to acknowledge that, but why should I take the particular rescue that you propose?” This is the reason: “Except a man be born again lie cannot see the kingdom of God.” This is tlie reason: “There is one name given un der heaven among men whereby they may be saved.” Then there are a thousand voices here ready to say: “Well, I am ready to accept this help of the Gospel; I would like to have this divine cure; how shall 1 go to work.” Let me say that a mere whim, an un defined longing amount to nothing, lou must have a stout, a tremendous resolution like this young man of tlie text when lie said: “I will arise and go to my father.” “Oh,” says some man “how do I know my father wants me? how do I know, if I go hack, I would be received?” “Oh,” says some man, “you don’t know where I have been; you don’t know liovv far I have wan (lcrtnl, rx7 w-tt'.K?u*t talK XTTax way iu me if you knew all tlie iniquities I have committed.” What is that flutter among tlie angels of God? What is that horseman running witli quick dis patch? It is news, it is news! Christ has found the lost. Nor angels can their joy contain But kindle with new fire. Tlie sinner lost is found, they sing, And strike the sounding lyre,” When Napoleon talked of going into Italy, they said, “You can get there. If you knew what the Alps were, you wouldn’t talk about it or think of it. You can’t get your amunition wagons over the Alps.” Then Napoleon rose in his stirrups, and, waving his hand toward the mountains, he said, “There shall be no Alps!” That wonderful pass was laid out which lias been the wonderment of all the years since—the wonderment of all engineers. And you tell me there are such mountains of sin between your soul and God, there is no mercy. Then I see Christ waving His hands toward the mountains. I hear Him say, “I will come over the moun tains of thy sin and the hills of thine iniquity ” There shall be no Pyren nese; there shall be no Alps. Again: I notice that this resolution of the young man of the text was found ed in sorrow at his misbehavior. It was not mere physical plight. It was grief that he had so maltreated his father. It is a sad thing after a father has done everything for a child to have that child be ungrateful. How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is, To have a thankless child. That is Shakespeare. “A foolish son is the heaviness of his mother.” That is the Bible. “Well, my friends, have not some of us been cruel prodi gals? Have we not maltreated our Father? And such a Father! Three times a day has He fed thee. He lias poured sunlight into the day and at night kindled up all the street-lamps of heaven. With what varieties of ap proval He hath clothed ’ thee for the seasons. Whose eye watches thee? Whose hand defends thee? Whose heart sympathizes with thee? Who gave you your children? Who is guarding your loved ones departed? Such a Father! So loving, so kind. If He had been a stranger; if lie had forsaken us; if He had flagellated us; if He had pounded us and turned us out of doors on the commons, it would not have been so wonderful—our treatment of Him; but He is a Father, so loving, so kind, and yet liovv many of us for our wanderings have never apologized. If we Bay anything that hurts our friend’s feelings, if we do anything that hurts the feelings of those in whom we are interested, how quickly we apolo gize. We can hardly wait until we get pen and paper to write a letter of apology. llow easy it is lor any one who is intelligent, right-hearted, to write an apology, or make an apology. We apologize for wrongs done to our fellows., but some of tis perhaps have committed ten thousand times ten thou sand wrongs against God and never apologized. I remark still further, that this reso lution of tho text was founded in a feel ing of homesickness. I do not know how long this young man, how many months, how many years lie had been away from liis father’s house, but there is something about the reading of my text that makes me think he was home sick. Some of you know what that feeling is. Faraway from home some times. surrounded by everything bright and pleasant—plenty of friends—you have said: “I would give the world to be home to-night?” Well, this young man was homesick for his father’s house. I have no doubt when he thought of his father’s house, lie said: “Now, perhaps father may not be liv ing.” We read nothing in this story— this parable founded on every day life —we read nothing about the mother. It says nothing about going home to her. I think she was dead. I think she had died of a broken heart at his wanderings, or, perhaps, he had gone into dissipation, from the fact that he could not remember a loving and sym pathetic mother. A man never gets over having lost bis mother. Nothing said about her, but lie is homesick for his father’s house. He thought he would just like to go atid walk around the old place. He thought he would just like to go and see if things were as they used to be. Many a man after having been off a long while has gone home and knocked at tfie door and a stranger lias come. It is the old home stead, but a stranger comes to the door. He finds out father is gone, and mother is gone, and brothers and sisters all gone. 1 think this young man of the text said to himself, “Perhaps father may be dead.” Still, he starts to find out. He is homesick. Are there any here to-day homesick for God, home sick for heaven? A. sailor, after having been long on the sea, returned to his father’s house, and his mother tried to persuade him not to go away again. She said, “Now you had better stay at home. Don’t go away. We don’t want you to go. You will have it a great deal better here.” But it made him angry. The night before lie went away again to sea, he heard his mother praying in the next room, and that made him more angry. He went far out on the sea, and a storm came up and lie was ordered to very perilous duty, and he ran up tlie ratlines, and amid the shrouds of tlie ship lie heard the voice that lie had heard in tlie next room. He tried to whistle it off, lie tried to rally his courage; but he could not si lence that voice lie had heard in the next room, and there in tlie storm and i.liu iltu 1.0 •">.l ■ ufl Lard 1 wbnf. a wretch 1 have been, what a wretch I am. Help me just now, Lord God.” And I thought in this assemblage to day there may be some who may have the memory of a father’s petition, or a mother’s prayer pressing mightily upon the soul, and that this hour they may make the same resolution I find in my text, saying: “1 will arise and go to my father.” A lad at Liverpool went out to bathe; went out into the sea, went out too far, got beyond his depth and he floated far away. A ship bound for Dublin came along and took him on board. Sailors ate generally very gen erous fellows, and one gave him a cap, and another gave him a jacket and an other gave him shoes. A gentleman passing along on the beach at Liver pool found the lads clothes and took them home, and the father was heart broken, the mother was heart-broken, at the loss of their child. They had heard nothing from him day after day, and they ordered the usual mourning for the sad event. But the lad took ship from Dublin and arrived in Liver pool the very day the garments arrived- He knocked at the door, the father was overjoyed and the mother was overjoyed at the return of their lost son. Oh, my friends, have you waded out too deep? Have you waded down into sin? Have you waded from the shore? Will you come back? When you come back will you come in the rags of yonr sin, or will you come robed in the Saviour’s righteousness? I believe the latter. Go home to your God to-day. He is wait ing for you. Go home! But I remark the characteristic of this resolution was, it was immediate ly put into execution. The contis. says “he arose and came to his father.” The trouble in nine hundred and ninety nine times out of a thousand is that our resolutions amount to nothing, because we make them for some distant time. If I resolve to become a Christian next year, that amounts to nothing at all. If I resolve to become a Christian to morrow, that amounts to uothiug at all. If I resolve at the service to-night to ‘become a Christian, that amounts to nothing at all. If I resolve after I go home to-day to yield my heart to God, that amounts to nothing at all. The only kind of resolution that amounts to anything is the resolution that is im mediately put into execution. There is a man who had tho typhoid fever, ho said: “O! if 1 could get over this ter rible distress; if this fever should de part; if I could be restored to health, I would all the rest of my life servo God.” Tho fever departed. He got well enough to walk around thel 1 >ck. He got well enough to go over to New York atid attend to business. He is well to-day—as well as he ever was. Where is the broken vow? There is a man who said long ago: “If I could life to the year 1882, by that time I will have my business matters all arranged, and 1 will have time to attend to religion, and I will be a good, thorough, consecrated Christian. The year 1882 has come. January, Febru ary, March, April, May, June, July, August, September—three-fourths of the year gone. Where is your broken vow? “Oh,” says some men, “I’ll attend to that when I get my character fixed up, when I can get over my evil habits, I am now given to strong drink;” or, says the man,“ I am given to dishonesty. When I get over my present habits,then I’ll boa thorough Christian.” My brother, you will get worse and worse, until Christ takes you in hand. “Not the righteous, sinners Jesus came to call.” Oh, but you say, “I agree with you in all that, but I must put it off a little longer.” Do you know there were many who came just as near as you are to the kingdom of God and never entered it? I was this summer at Easthampton and I went into the cemetery to look around, and in that cemetery there are twelve graves side by side—the graves of sailors. This crew, some years ago, in a ship went into the breakers at Amaganset, about three miles away. My brother, then preaching at East hampton, had been at the burial. These men of the crew came very near being saved. The people from Amag anset saw the vessel, and they shot rockets, and they sent ropes from the shore, and these poor fellows got into the boat, and they pulled mightily for the shore, but just before they got to the shore, the rope suapped and the boat capsized aud they were lost, their bodies afterward washed upon the beach, 0! what a solemn day it was—l have been told of it by my brother—when these twelve men lay at the foot of the pulpit and he read over them the funeral service. They came very near shore—within shouting distance of the shore, yet did not arrive on solid land. There are some men who come almost ta the shore of God’s mercy, but not quite, not quite. To be only almost saved is to be lost. I will tell you of two prodigals—the one that got back and tho other that did not get back. In Richmond, Ya., there is a very prosperous and beauti ful home in many respects. A young man wandered off from the home, lie wandered very far into sin. They heard of him after, but lie was always on the wrong track. He would not go home. At the door of that beautiful homo one night, there was a great out cry, The young man of the house ran down and opened the door to see what was the matter. It was midnight. Tlie rest of tlie family were asleep. Thare were the wife and the children of this prodigal young man. Tlie fact was lie had come home and driven them out. He said, S'Out of this l,Awaj, -.m, *3children l I will dash their brains out. Out into the storm!” The mother gathered them up and fled. The next morning the brother, the young man who had stayed at home, went out to find this prodigal brother and soil, and he came where he was, and saw the young man wandering up and down in front of the place where lie had been staying, and the young man who had kept liis integrity said to the older brother. “Here what does all this mean? What is the matter with you? Why do you act in this way?” The prodigal looked at him and said: “Who am I? Who do you take me to be?” He said: “You are my brother.” “No, I am not. I am a Irate. Have yoi seen anything of my wife and children? Are they dead? I drove them out last night in the storm. lam a brute. John do you think there is any help for me? Do you think I will ever get over this life of dissipation?” He s rid, “John, there is just one thing that will stop this.” The prodigal ran his fingers across his throat and said: “That will stop it, and I’ll stop it before night. Oh! my brain; I can stand it no longer.” That prodigal never got home. But I will tell you of a prodigal that dil get home. In England two young men started from their father’s house and went down to Portsmouth —I have been there—a beautiful seaport. Some of you have been there. The father cell'd not pursue his children—'for some reason he could not leave home—and so he wrote a letter down to Mr. Griffin, saying: “Mr. Griffin, I wish you would go and see my two sons. They have arrived in Portsmouth, and there they are going to take ship, and going away from home. I wish you would pur suade them back. Mr. Griffin went and tried to pur suade them back. He persualed one to go. He went with very easy pur suasion, because he was very homesick already. The other young man said, “I will not go. I have had enough of home. I’ll never go home.” “Well,” said Mr. Griffin, “then, if you won’t go home, I’ll get you a respectable position on a respectable ship.” “No you won’t,” said the prodigal; “no you won’t. lam going to be a private sailor; as a common sailor; that will plague my father most, and what will do most to tantalize and worry him will please me best.” Years passed on and Mr. Griffin was seated in his study one day when a messenger came to him saying there is a young man in irons on a ship at the dock—a young man condemned to death—who wished to see this clergyman. Mr. Griffin went down to the dock and went on shipboard. The young man said to him: “You don’t know me, do you?” “No,” he said, “I don’t know you.” “Why, don’t you remoinber that young man you tried to persuade to go home and he wouldn’t go?” “0! yes,” said Mr, Griffin, “are yon that man?” „Yes, 1 a-n that man,” said tho other. DOLLARS PER ANNUM. “I would like to have you pray for me. I have committed murder, aud I must die; but I don’t want to go out of this world until someone prays for me. You are my lather’s friend, and I would like to have you pray for me.” Mr. Griffin went from judicial authority to judicial authority to get the young man’s pardon. He slept not night nor day. He went from influential person to influential person, nntil in some way he got that young man’s pardon. He came down on the dock, and as he arrived on the dock with the pardon the father came. He had heard that his son, under a disguised name, had been committing crime and was going to be put to death. So Mr. Griffin and the father went on ship’s deck, and at tho very moment Mr. Griffin offered the pardon to theyonng man, the old father threw his arms around the son’s neck and the sou said: “Father. I have done very wrong and lam sorry, I wish I had never broken your heart. lam very sorry.” “Oh!” said the father, “don’t mention it. It won’t make any difference now. It is all over. I forgive you, my son.” and he kissed him and kissed him ard kissed him. To-day I offer yon the pardon of the Gospel—full pardon, free pardon. Ido not care what your crime has been. Though you say you have committed a crime against God, against your own soul, against your fcllovv-man, against your family, against the day of judgment, against the cross of Christ—whatever yonr crime has been here is pardon, full pardon, and the very moment you take that pardon your Heavenly Father throws His arms around about you and says: “My son, I forgive you. It is all right. You are as much in My favor now as if you had never sin ned.” “Oh! there re joy on earth and joy in heaven. Who will take the Father’s embrace? Get the Original. Dr. Pierce’s “Pellets”—the original “Little Liver Pills” (sugar coated) cure sick and billious headache, sour stomach, and billious attacks. By druggists. Read What General G, T. Tige Anderson Says. Messrs. 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H.Barrett, Augusta,Ga.: Dear Sir —I have sold Dr. GILDER’S PILLS for the past two years, and find that all in this neighborhood ap prove them. Tlie physicians have recommended them, and the people will have none other. They are better LIVER PILLS than any I have any knowledge of. Very respty, Henry Moore. Atlanta, GA.,Feb. 10, 1879. Messrs. Hutchinson & Bro: I have used your “.Neuralgine” in several instances, and find it the best remedy for neuralgia and headache I have ever tried. It relieves the pain,leaves none of those unpleasant effects due to narcotics or other anodynes. I shall always keep it in my office, and take much pleasure in recommending it to my patients. S. G. Holland, D. D. S. 24 Whitehall, Atlanta, Ga. Augusta, Ga , May 261881. W. H. Barrett, Druggis Augusta, Ga., Dear Sir —Having used your H. H. P. Liver Remedy, and being greatly benefitted, I wish to add my testimonial for the benefit of all suffering in any way with torpid liver, dyspepsia, etc. As to tlie efficiency of the remedy—l found it the best remedy I ever tried, being gentle in its action, and entirely harmless. Yours truly, W. G. Garlaed of Kentucky. Mothers, do not give Anodyne and lull your child to quiet and sleep, by prostrating the nervous system, to be repeated again the next night, but cure your child withTeethina (Teeth ing Powders.) From Frank L. Haralson, State Librarian. Atlanta, Ga., Jan. 14, 1880. Messrs. Hutchinson & Bro: I have tested your Neuralgine both on my self and on others, and have found it to be all that is claimed—-a specific for neuralgia and headache. I recom mend it to a suffering public. Yours truly, Frank L. Haralson. NO. 8.