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AT THE TABERNACLE.
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Dr. Talmage Celebrates His Twen
ty-Fourth Anniversary There.
He Feels Like Uttering a Long
and Loud Halleluiah,
For tbe Talent of the World Centers at
Brooklyn, and So the Gospel is
Spread Abroad.
BROOKLYN, April 23.—Rev. Dr. Talmage
today preached his twenty-fourt h anniver
sary sermon. Subject, “A Brooklyn Pas
torate.” The occasion was an unusually
interesting one, and tbe great audience was
visibly impressed during the services. Over
the pulpit in flowers were the figures “1869”
and “1898.” The text was Revelation iv, 4,
“And round about the throne were four ami
twenty seats, and upon the seats 1 saw four
and twenty elders.”
This text I choose chiefly for the numer
als it mentions—namely, four and twenty.
That was the number of elders Mated
around the throne of God. But that is the
number of years seated around my Brook
lyn ministry, and every pulpit is a throne
of blessing or blasting, a throne of good or
evil. And today, in this my twenty-fourth
anniversary sermon, 24 years come and sit
* around me, and. they speak out in a reminis
cence of gladness and tears. Twenty-four
years ago I arrived in this city to shepherd
»uch a flock as might come, and that day I
carried in on my arms the infant son who
in two weeks from today I will help ordain
to the gospel ministry, hoping that he will
lie preaching long after my poor work is
done.
We have received into our membership
over 5,000 souls, but they, I think, are only
a small portion of the multitudes who,
coming from all parts of the earth, have
in our house of God been blest and saved.
Although we have as a church raised
$1,100,000 for religious purposes, yet we are
in the strange position of not knowing
whether in two or three months we shall
have any church at all, and with audiences
of 6,000 or 7,000 people crowded into this
room and the adjoining rooms we are eon
fronted with the question whether I shall
go on with my work here or go to some
other field What an awful necessity that
we should have been obliged to build thr
immense churches, two of them destroyed
by flret
A misapprehension is abroad that the
financial exigency of this church is past.
Through journalistic and personal
friends a breathing spell has been afford
cd uj, but before us yet are financial ob
ligations which, must promptly be met, or
speedily this house of God will go into
worldly uses and Become it theater or a
concert hall. The $12,000 raised cannot
cancel a floating debt of $140,000. Through
the kindness of those to whom, we are in
debted $60,000 would set us forever free.
1 am glad to say that the case is not hope
less. We are daily in receipt of touching
evidences of practical sympathy from all
classes of the community and from all
sections of the country, and it was but
yesterday that by my own hand I sent,
for contributions gratefully received,
■nearly 50 acknowledgments east, west
north and south.
*'\ -i a day ran nAr.UEi.viAn.
1 Our trust is in tho Lord, who divided the
yted sea and “made the mountains skip
like lambs.” With this paragraph I dis
j.Aiss the financial subject and return to the
spiritual. This morning the greatness of
GoJj’s kindness obliterates everything, and
■it VwAnted to build a groan I do not know
in what forest I would hew the timber, or
from what quarry I would dig the founda
tion stone, or who would construct for me
an organ with a tremolo for tbe only stop,
and so this morning I occupy my time in
building one great, massive, high, deep,
broad, heaven piercing halleluiah. In the
review of the last 24 y< ars I think it may
be useful to consider some of the character
istics of a Brooklyn
In the first place, 1 remark that a Brook
’yn pastorate is always a difficult pastorate.
No city under the sun has a grander array
of pulpit talent than Brooklyn. The Meth
odists, the Baptists, the Congregationalists,
the Episcopalians, all the denominations
send their brightest lights here. He who
stands in any pulpit in Brooklyn preaching
may know that he stands within 15minutes’
walk of sermons which a Saurin, and a
Bourdalone, and a Jo b:i M. Mason, and a
George Whitefield would not be ashamed
of. No city under the sun where a poor ser
mon is such a (in!*/ on the market.
Eor 40 years Brooklyn has been stir
charged with homiletics, an electricity of
eloquence that struck every time it flashed
from the old pulpits which quaked with i
the powers of a Bethune, and a Cox, and a '
Spencer, and a Spear, and a Vinton, and a
Earley, and a Beecher, not mentioning the
names of the magnificent men now man
ning the Brooklyn pulpits. So during all
the time there has been something to ap
peal to every man's taste and to gratify :
every man’s preference.
Now, let me say to all ministers of the
gospel who are ambitious for a Brooklyn
pulpit that it is al ways a difficult pastor
ate. If a man shall come and stand before
any audiepce in almost any church in
Brooklyn, he will find before him men who
have heard the mightiest themes discussed
in the mightiest way. You will have be
fore you, if you fail in an argument, 50
logicians in a fidget. If you make a slip in
the use of a commercial figure of speech,
there will be MX) merchants who will notice
it. If you throw out an anchor or furl a
sail in the wrong way, there will be ship
captains right off who will wonder if you
are as ignorant of theology as you are of
navigation! So it will be a place of hard
study. If you are going to maintain your
self, you will find a Brooklyn pastorate a ,
difficult pastorate.
A PROMINENT PULPIT.
I remark still further, a Brooklyn pas- I
torate'is always a conspicuous pastorate, i
The printing press of the country has no
greater force than that on the seacoast. .
Every pulpit word, good or bad, wise or
ignorant, kind or mean, ft watched. The
Teportorial corps of these cities is jin organ
ized army. Many of them have collegiate
education and large culture, and they are
able to weigh oration or address or sermon.
If you say a silly thing, you will never hear
the end of it, and if you say a wise thing it
will go into perpetual multiplication. 'I here
is no need of decrying that fact. Men whose
influence has been by the printing
press spend the rest of their lives in de
nouncing newspapers. The newspaper is
the pulpit on the wing. More preaching
done on Monday than on Sunday. The om
nivorous, all eyed printing press is ever
vigilant.
Besides that a Brooklyn pastorate is al
ways conspicuous in the fact that every
body comes here. Brooklyn is New York
in its better owd! Strangers have not seen
New York until, th l y LaA -• seen Brooklyn.
The East river is the c.-iism in which our
merchants drop their can's and their anxi
eties and their bu.-. :::■*■■ troubles, and by
the timethey Lave i-et’ d their families in
the home circle ti;<-y have forgotten all
about Wall street a:d Brotidv.ay and the
BiiunibittH. If they cmiimit bu>ir.c-s sins in
■ . lork during the ci.<. they come over
to Brooklyn »o i• ; at of tiidui
THE AUGUSTA WEEKLY CHRONICLE. VAITJL 2G, 1893
lIItoOKLYN ABSORBS THE WORLD’S INTELLECT
Everybody comes here. Stand nt the
bridge entrance or at the ferry gates on
Sabbath morning at 10 o’clock, or Sabbath
evening at 7 o’clock, and you see north,
south, east, west—Europe, Asia, Africa,
New Zealand, Australia —coming toßi-ook
lyn to spend the Sabbath, or part of it, in
the persons of their representatives. Some
of them fresh from the sea. They havß just
landed, and they want, to seek the house of
God publicly to thank tho Lord for their
deliverance from cyclone and fog bunks off
Newfoundland. Every song sung, every
prayer offered, every sermon preached in
New York and Brooklyn, and all along
this sea coast, in some shape goes all round
the world. A Brooklyn pastorate is at the
greatest altitude of conspicnity.
Again I remark that a Brooklyn pastor
ate is characterized by brevity. I bethink
myself of but three ministers of tho gospel
now preaching here who were preaching
when I came to Brooklyn. Most of the
pulpits around me have changed seven or
eight times since my arrival.
Sometimes the pastorate has been brief
for one reason and sometimes for another
reason. Sometimes the ministers of the
gospel have been too good for this world,
and Heaven has transplanted them. Some
times they changed places by the decree of
their denomination. Sometimes they came
with great blare of trumpets, proposing to
carry everything before them, and got ex
tinguished before they were distinguished.
Some got preached out in two or three
years and told the people all they knew.
Some with holy speed did in a short time
work which it takes a great many years
to do.
Whether for good or bad reasons a Brook
lyn pastorate is characterized Ty brevity,
not much of the old plan by which a min
ister of the gospel baptized an infant, then
received him into the church, after be had
become an adult married him, baptized his
children, married them and lived on long
enough to bury almost everybody but him
self. Glorious old pastorates they were.
Some of us remember them—Dr. Spring,
Peter Labaugh, Dominie Zabriskie, Daniel
Waldo, Abram Halsey. When the snow
melted from their foreheads, it revealed the
flowers of an unfading coronal. Pastorates
of 30, 40, 50, 55 years’ continuance.
Some of them Lad to be helped into the
pulpit or into the carriage, they were so old
and decrepit, but when the Lord's chariots
halted one day in front of the old parson
age they stepped in vigorous as an athlete,
and as we saw the wheels of fire whirling
through the gates of the sunset we all cried
out, “My father, tny father! the chariots of
Israel and the horsemen thereof.”
I remark again, a Brooklyn pastorate Is
characterized by its happiness.
BROOKLYN A PLACE FOR HAPPINTSS.
No city under the sun where people take
such good care of their ministers. In pro
portion as the world outside may curse, a
congregation stands close up by the man
whom they believe in. Brooklyn society
has for its foundation two elements —the
Puritanic, which always means a quiet
Sabbath, and the Ilollandish, which means
a worshipful people. Ou the top of this an
admixture of all nationalities—the brawny
Scot, the solid English, the vivacious Irish,
the polite French, the philosophic German,
and in all this intermingling of population
the universal dominant theory that a man
can do as be pleases, provided he doesn’t
disturb anybody else.
A delightful climate. While it is hard
on weak throats, for the most of us it is
bracing. Not an atmosphere made up of
the discharged gases of chemical factories
or the miasms of swamps, but coming
panting right off 3,000 miles of Atlantic
ocean before anybody else has had a chance
to breathe it! All through the city a so
ciety of kind, genial, generous, sympathetic
people. How they fly to you when you are
in trouble! How they watch over you
when you are sick! How tender they are
with you when you have buried your dead!
Brooklyn is a good place to live in, a good
place to die in. a good place to be buried in,
a good place from which to rise in a beau
tiful resurrect ion.
In such a city I have been permitted to
have 24 years of pastorate. During these
years how many heartbreaks, how many
losses, how many bereavements! Hardly a
family of the church that has not been
struck with sorrow, but God has sustained
you in the past, and he will sustain you in
the future. I exhort you to be of good
cheer, O thou of the broken heart. "Weep
ing may endure for a night, but joy cometh
in the morning.” I wish over every door
of this church we might have written the
word “Sympathy”—sympathy for all the
young.
We must crowd them in here by thou
sands and propose a radiant gospel that
they will take on the spot. We must make
this place so attractive for the young that
a young man will come here on Sabbath
morning, put down his hat, brush his hair
back from his forehead, unbutton his over
coat and look around Pondering if he has
not by mistake got into heaven. He will
see in the faces of the old people not the
gloom which some people take for religion,
but the sunshine of celestial peace, and he
will say, “Why, I wonder if that isn’t the
same peace that shone out on the face of
my father and mother when they lay dy
ing?”
And then there will come a dampness in
his eyes through which he can hardly see,
and he will close bis eyes to imprison the
emotion, but the hot tAr will breakthrough
the fringes of eyelashes and drop upon the
coat sleeve. He will put his head on the
back of the pew in front and sob, “Lord
God of the old people, help me!” We ought
to lay a plot here for the religious capture
of all the young people in Brooklyn.
THE SYMPATHIES OF BROOKLYN.
Yes, sympathy for the old. They have
their aches and pains and distresses. They
cannot hear or walk or see as well as they
used to. We must be reverential in their
presence. On dark days we must help
them through the aisle and help them find
the place in the hymnbook. Some Sab
bath morning we shall miss them from
their place, and we shall say, “Where is
Father So-and-so today?” and the ansv er.
will be: “What, haven’t you heard? The
King's wagons Lave taken Jacob up to the
palace where his Joseph is yet alive.”
Sympathy for business men. Twenty
four years of commercial life in New York
and Brooklyn are enough to tear one’s
nerves to pieces. We want to make our
Sabbath service here a rescue for all these
martyrs of traffic, a foretaste of that land
where they have no rents to pay, and there
are no business rivalries, and where riches,
instead of taking wings to fly away, brood
over other riches.
Sympathy for the fallen, remembering
that they ought to be pitied as much as a
man run over witlqa rail train. The fact is
that in the temptations and misfortunes oi
life they get run over. You and lin the
same circumstances would have done as
badly; we should have done worse perhaps.
If you and I had tbe same evil surround- j
ings and the same evil parentage that they
had and the same native born proclivities
to evil that they had, you and I should have
been in the penitentiary or outcasts of soci
r . “No,” says some self righteous man,
I couldn’t have been overthrown in that
way.” You old hypocrite, you would have
been the first to fail!
We want in this church to have sympa
thy for the worst man, remembering he is
a brother; sympathy for the worst woman,
remembering she is a sister. If that is not
the gospel, I do not know what the gospel
is. Ah, yes! sympathy for all the troubled;
for the ornhans in their exposure; for wid-
owhood with its we«K arm ngm-nig rev
bread; for tho household which erst re
sounded with merry voices and puttering
feet, now awfully still—broad winged sym
pathy, like tho feathers of tho Almighty
warm blooded sympathy, everlasting sym
pathy—sympathy which shows itself in tho
grasp of the hand, in the glittering tear of
the eye, in tho consoling word of the mouth
—sympathy of blankets for the cold, of
bread for the hungry, of medicine for tho
sick, of rescue for tho lost. Sympathy!
GRATITUDE TO GOD FOR THE PAST.
Let it thrill in every sermon. Let it trem
ble in every song. Let it gleam in every
tear and in every light. Sympathy! Men
and women are sighing for sympathy, groan
ing for sympathy, dying for sympathy,
tumbling off into uncleanliness and crime
and perdition for lack of sympathy. May
God give it to us! Fill all this pulpit with
it from step to step. Let the sweep of these
galleries suggest its encircling arms. Fill
all the house with it from door to door and
from floor to ceiling, until there is no more
room for it, and it shall overflow into tho
street, and passersby on foot and in carriage
shall feel the throb of its magnificent ben
ediction.
Let that boa new departure as a church.
Let that be a new departure ns a pastor.
Sympathy! Gratitude to God demands
that this morning 1 mention the fact that
during all these 24 years I have missed but
one service through sickness. When I en
tered the ministry, I wassodelicate Idid not
think I would preach three months, but
preaching has agreed with me, and 1 think
the healthiest thing in all the earth is the
religion of Jesus Christ. Bless tho Lord,
Omy soul! What ingrates we are in re
gard to our health!
I must, in gratitude to God, also mention
the multitudes to whom I have been per
mitted to preach. It is simply miraculous,
the attendance morning by morning, night
by night and year by year and long after it
has got to bo an old story. I know some
people are dainty and exclusive in their
tastes. As for myself, Hike a big crowd. I
would like to see an audience large enough
to scare me. If this gospel is good, the more
that get it the better.
Many have received the gospel here, but
others have rejected it. Now, I tell you
what I am going to do wit h some of my
dearest friends who have hitherto rejected
the gospel. You are not afraid of me, and
I am not afraid of you, and some day, O
brother, I will clasp your hands together,
and I will turn your face tho other way,
and I will take hold of your shoulders, and
while you are helpless in my grasp I will
give you one headlong push into the king
dom of God. Christ says we must comp 1
you to come in. I will compel you to come
in. Can I consent to anything else with
these men, who are as dear to me as my
own soul? I will compel yon to come in.
Profiting by the mistakes of the past, I
must do better work for you and better
work for God. Lest I might through
some sudden illness or casualty be snatch
ed away before 1 have the opportunity of
doing so, I take this occasion to declare my
love for you as a people. It is different
work if a pastor is placed in a church al
ready built up, and he is surrounded by es
tablished circumstances. There are not 10
people in this church that have not been
brought into the church through my min
istry. You are my family. I feel as mu: h
at home here as I do in my residence on
Oxford street. You are my family—my
father, my mother, my sister, my son, my
daughter. You are my joy and crown, the
subject of my prayers.
THE PREACHER’S AMBITION.
Your present and everlasting welfare is
the object of my ambition. I have no
worldly ambition. I had once. I have not
now. I know tho world about as well as
any one knows it. I have heard the hand
clapping of its applause, and I have heard
the hiss of its opposition, and I declare to
you that the former is not especially to be
sought for; nor is the latter to be feared.
The world has given me about all the com
fort and prosperity it can give a man, and
I have no worldly ambition. I have an all
consuming ambition to make full proof of
my ministry, to get to heaven myself and
to take a great crowd with me. Upon your
table and cradle and armchair and pillow
and lounge and nursery and drawing room
and kitchen may the blessing of the Al
mighty God comedown!
During these 2-1 years there is hardly a
family that has not been invaded by sorrow
or death. Where are those grand old men,
those glorious Christian women, who used
to worship with us? Why, they went away
into the next world so gradually that they
had concluded the second stanza or the
third stanza in heaven before you knew
they were gone. They had on the crown
before you thought they had dropped the
staff of the earthly pilgrimage.
And then the dear children! Oh, how
many have gone out of this church! You
could not keep them. You folded them in
your arms and said: “O God, I cannot give
them up. Take all else—take my property,
take my reputation—but let me keep this
treasure. Lord, I cannot bear this.”
Oh, if we could all die together, if we
could keep all the sheep and the lambs of
the family fold {ogether until some bright
spring day, the birds a-chant and the wa
ters a-glitter, and then we could altogether
hear the voice of the good Shepherd and
hand in hand pass through the flood. No,
no, no, no! Oh, if we only had notice that
we are all to depart together, and we could
say to our families: “The time has come.
The Lord bids us away.” And then we
could take our little children to their beds
and straighten out their limbs and say:
“Now, sleep the last sleep. Good night,
until it is good morning.” And then we
could go to our own couches and say:
“Now, altogether we are ready to go. Our
children are gone; now let us depart.”
No, no! It is one by one. It may be in
the midnight. It may be in the winter,
and in the snow coming down 20 inches
deep over our grave. It may be in the
strange hotel and our arm too weak to pull
the bell for help. It may Ire so suddenly
we have no time even to say goodby. Death
is a bitter, crushing, tremendous curse.
THE HARP OF COMFORT.
I play you three tunes on the gospel harp
of comfort, “Weeping may endure for a
night, but joy cometh in the morning.”
That is one. “All things work together
for good to those who love God.” That is
the second. “And the Lamb which is in
the midst of the throne shall lead them to
living fountains of water, and God shall
wipe all tears from their eyes.” That is the
third. Di-ring these 24 years I have tried
as far as I could, by argument, by illustra
tion and by caricature to fill you with dis
gust with much of this modem religion
which people are trying now to substitute
for the religion of Jesus Christ and the reli
gion of the apostles.
1 have tried to persuade jou that the
worst of all cant is the cant of skepticism,
and instead of your apologizing for Chris
tianity it was high time that those who do
not believe in Christianity should apologize
to you, and I have tried to show that the
biggest villains in the universe are those
who would try to rob us of this Bible, and
that the grandest mission of the church of
Jesus Christ is that of bringing souls to the
Lord —a soul saving church.
But now those years are gone. If you
ha ve neglected your duty, if I have neglect
ed my duty, it is neglected forever. Each
year has its work. If the work is per
formed within the 12 months, it is done for
ever. If neglected, it is neglected forever.
When a woman was dying, she said,
“Call them back.” They did not know
what she n .She had been a disciule
of the worm l . She said, "Oh, call them
back!” ThtV said, "Who do you want us
tocall bttekl’l “Oh," she said, "call them
back, Lite dal i. the months, the years, 1
have wasted. Y’all them back!” But you
cannot call tli®■> back. You cannot call a
year back, or ■ month back, or a week
back, or nn hoßrback, or a second back.
Gone once, it isKone forever.
When a greet Wattle was raging, a mes
senger came upwnd said to tho general,
who was talking with an officer, "Goner::!,
we have taken a standard from the enemy."
The general kept Bight on conversing with
his fellow officer,Wul tho messenger said
again, "General, wMhave taken a standard
from the enemy.” W’l ill tho general kept
right on, ami the wesenger lost his pa
tience, not having hat message seemingly
appreciated, and saidlugain, “General, we
have taken a standard Krom the enemy."
Tho general then lookmint hint and said,
"Take another.” Alt, foAftting the thing
that are behind, let us lik>k to those tint!
are before. Win another vastle; take an
other standard; gain nnotbar victory.
Roll on, sweet day of tho world's emanci
pation, when “the mountains and the hills
shall break forth into singiAg, and all the
trees of the wood shall clapHlteir hands,
and instead of ths thorn shitr come up the
fir tree, and instead of tho lAier will come
up the myrtle tree, and it shall be unto the
Lord for a name, for an evewasting sign
that cannot be cut off.” )
HORSMORD’S ACID PHOSHHATS.
Beware of Imitations.
— . \
liAMCS OF ISSUE.
That is What the State of Tennessee Will
Authorise.
Chattanooga, Tenn.. April 21'. —An act
was passed by tho legislature of Ten
nessee and since approved by, the gov
ernor, giving authority to state banks
to issue, circulating medium. Tho act
requires a deposit of United SiNjies,
state of Tennessee or county bonds and
currency will be issued for the bank
on these securities not in excess of 90
per cent, of their market value. The
act limits the currency to be issued by
the state to twenty-five million. Periodi
cal exami tuitions of the banks, the re
demption of the currency and other fea
tures of the national banking law are
adhered to. The bant; must redeem its
circulating notes on demand in gold or
silver. No county bonds will be accepted
where tho indebtedness of the county
exceeds five per cent, of the taxable
property and if the county has de
faulted any time in years prior on its
interest. .Tlie circulating medium is ro
be signed by the president and cashier
of the bank and countersigned by the
state comptroller. The net says “the
object sought by this legislature being
to furnish citizens of this state a safe,
sound and trustworthy currency, pos
sessing sufficient elasticity to meet the
demands of manufacturing, farming and
business interests and tho exigencies of
the times, a currency based on some
securities tho stability and sufficiency j
of which no one can question or doubt, I
to be overlooked, supervised, and
guarded by the state's chief officer for ■
the benefit and protection of the public. |
THE EMPEROR’S GIFT.
It Was Much Commented on in the Italian
Capital.
Romo, April 21.—The official circle
here understands that, during the inter
view yesterday between Pope Leo and
the Gertnstn emperor, the Pope and the
emperor discussed questions relating to
the ]>n-it4o>ii of the Roman Catholic
church in Germany, and especially j the
attitude of members of the centrA or
clerical party towards the imperial pol
icy. Tho emperor's friendly conversa
tion and his valuable gift of a snuff
box Ixrtring his portrait, surrounded
with diamonds, to Cardinal Ledochowski,
prefect; of Xbe Propaganda, is much com
mented upon. Cardinal Lodochowski
represents the Vatican party, which fa
vors the triple alliance as opposed to the
policy of Cardinal Rantpolla. papal sec
retary of state, which is French in its
tendencies. The meeting -is also re- I
garded as marking a frosh stop toward ‘
the conciliation of the Prussians and
Poles,
Aberdeen, <>., July 21. 1891.
Messrs. Lippman Bros., Savannah, Ga.
]>ear Sirs—l bought a bottle of your P.
P. P. at Hot Springs, Ark., and it has done
me mere good than three months’ treat
ment at the Hot Springs.
Have you no agents in flits part of the
country, 'or let me know how much it will
cost to get three or six bottles from your
city by express. Respectfully yours,
JAS. Al. NEWTON,
Aberdeen, Brown Ot>., O.
DID NOT STRIKE.
Chicago, April 2-I.—The expected
strike of the union carpenters at the
World's Fair grounds did not take place
this morning. The men are at work as
usual.
A
Revolution
In Eating
has been brought about by the
introduction of Cottolene, the
new vegetable shortening. The
discovery of this product, and the
demonstration of its remarkable
qualities, has attracted the widest
interest. Hitherto the common ,
shortening has been lard, or i
indifferent butter. Every one has
probably suffered occasional dis- \
comfort from lard-cooked food ; j
while it is well known that thous- ;
ands are obliged to abstain entire- ;
ly from everything of that kind.
To such people, Cottolene is of
peculiar value, widening as it
does, the range of what may be
eaten and enjoyed. Cottolene
is a cooking marvel. It combiner
with the food—imparts to it a
tempting colo<-, a delicate flavor,
and an appetizing crispness. ■
No trace of greasiness remains :
to offend the taste, or disturb the :
digestion.
Cottolene is of the j
careful notice of*all those v.ho .
value good food, of itself or for
its hygienic properties.
Said by Leading Grocers.
Mad® only by
JN. K. FAIRBANK & CO.,
CEICA&O and ST. LOUIS.
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Be Sure You’re Right!
Before you go ahead. Be right as soon as
possible and go ahead forthwith. Taking
the wrong road may lenghten a journey, but
buying what you don’t want and paying
fancy prices leads to discontent and a lean
pocketbook. When you want
Shoes, Hats, Trunks I Valises
You can find complete satisfaction and low
prices at either of our two stores, Nos. 623
and 913 Broad street. Far-sighted people
arc always on the lookout for bargains.
Those who want a bargain will make no mis
take'if they come to our stores. Don’t make
mistakes. It’s much better to make money by
buying to advantage from our stock. This
week we are offering the following :
Ladies’Fino Kid Oxfords 50c. up to $2.25, in all col
ors. Children’s Spring Heel Shoes and Slippers from
50c. up to $1.25- Straw Hats at your own prices. Call
early.
Mulherin, Rice & Co.,
623 BROAD St., 4 Doors above Augusta I lotel.
913 BROAD St,, Sign of the Large Red Boot.
Bite! Site!
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For 30 Days we offer Best Quality STEEL WHEEL?
at interesting prices:
$150.00 Wheels for $125.00. '
135.00 Wheels for 115.00.
100.00 Wheels for 80.00.
90.00 Wheels for 70.00.
85.00 Wheels for 65.00.
60.00 Wheels for 50.00.
50.00 Wheels for 40.00.
35.00 Wheels for 30.00.
30.00 Wheels for 25.00.
25,00 Wheels for 20.00.
20.00 Wheels for 15.0a
Your attention is called to the above as we are going to sell Wheels.
DAY, TAN NAH ILL & CO.
DATI 17 D C Smoke Stack, Stand Pipe, Sheet Iron
jjD lb TIV O- and Tank Work, Cotton Presses. Cotton
’ Gins, Cane Mills, Shafting, Pulleys,
E« Gearing, Boxes and Hangers, Mill,
ngmes, Machinists’ and Engineers’ Supplies.
SAWMILLS,
A. W. Blanchard’s
STOCK IS COMPLETE IN
Spring Clothing for Children,
Spring Clothing for Boys,
Spring Clothing for Men,
Straw Hats, Stiff Hats and Soft Hats.
FOR FIRST-CLASS Erie ami Atlat Engines, Tanks, Stacks.
Tubes, Griss Mills, Injectors. Shafting, Pul
g) *3 „ . levs. Belting and Fittings: complete MILL,
1 I r* C. ENGINE and GIN OUTFITS, at Bottom
B- rft? XJ' E M Prices. Don’t fail to write us you buy.
laid Iron Works asl Supply Ci, - ■ • Aiinsta, Ga.
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