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THE WEEKLY BANNER-WATCHMAN, ATHENS, GtoKOi-i,
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SERMON PREACHED BY REV. T. DE
WITT TALMAGE, D. D., JAN. 20.
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[■be Servants of the Lord Should Bouse
Themselves, as Did David and His Men,
and Recover Their Loved Ones from the
Power of the Evil One.
Brooklyn, Jan. 20.—Tho Rev. T.
Be Witt Talmage, D. D., having ex
pounded appropriate passages of Scrip
ture, gave out the hymn:
Who are these in bright array,
This innumerable throng,
Round th« altar night and day
Tuning their triumphant songt
The subject of the sermon was “The
March Homeward.” and the text I
Samuel, xxx, 8: ‘‘Pursue: for thou
shalt surely overtake them, and with
out fail recover alL” Dr. Talmage
said:
There is intense excitement in the
village of Ziklag. David and his men
are bidding good-by to their families,
and are off for the wars. In that lit
tle village of Ziklqg the defenseless
ones will be safe until the warriors,
flushed with victory, come home. But
will the defenseless ones be safe? The
soft arms of children are around the
necks of the bronzed warriors until
they shake themselves free and start,
ana handkerchiefs and flags are
waved and kisses thrown until the
armed men vanish beyond the hills.
David and his men soon get through
with their campaign and start home
ward. Every night on their way
home, no sooner does the soldier put
his head on the knapsack than in nis
dream he hears the welcome of the
wife and the shout of the child. Oh,
what Ion*- stories they will have to tell
their families, of how they dodged the
battle ax 1 and then will roll up their
sleeve and show the hal f healed wound.
With glad, quick step, they march on,
David and his men, for they are march
ing home. Now they come up to the
last hill which overlooks Ziklag, and
they expect in a moment to see the
dwelling places of their loved ones.
They look, and as they look their
cheeks turn pale, and their lip quivers,
and their hand involuntarily comes
down cn the hilt of the sword.
“Where is Ziklag? Where are our
homes?” they cry ; Alas I the curling
smoke above the ruin tells the tragedy.
The Amalekites have come down and
consumed the village, and carried the
mothers and the wives and the chil
dren of David agd. his men into
captivity. The swarthy warriors
stand .for a few moments trans
fixed with horror. Then their
eyes glance to each other, and
they burst into uncontrollable weep
ing, for when a strong warrior weeps
the grief is appalling. It seems as if
the emotion might tear him to pieces.
They “wept until they had no more
power to weep.” But soon their sor
row turns into rage, and David, swing
ing his sword high in air, cries: “Pur
sue: for thou shalt overtake them, and
without fail recover all.” Now the
march becomes a “double quick. 1
Two hundred of David’s men stop by
the brook Besor, faint with fatigue
and grief. They cannot go a step
farther. They are left there. But the
other four hundred men under David,
with a sort of panther step, march on
in sorrow and in rage. They And by
the side of the road a half dead
Egyptian, and they resuscitate him,
and compel him to tell the whole
story. He says: “Yonder they went,
of gold for the wasted trumpeter. I
really think that these men who
fainted by the brook Besor may have
endured as much as those men who
went into battle. Some mean fellows
objected to the sick ones having any
of the spoils. The objectors said:
“These men did not fight.” David,
with a magnanimous Heart, replies:
“As his part is that goeth down to the
battle, so shall his part be that tar-
rieth by the stuff.”
This subject is practically suggestive
to me. Thank God, in these tunes a
man can go off on a journey, and be
gone weeks and months, and come
back and see his house untouched of
incendiary, and have his family on
the step to greet him, if by telegram
he hns toretold the moment of liis
coming. But there are Amalekitisb
disasters, and there are Amalekitisb
diseases, that sometimes come down
some things like ourselves. I know,
now that they are gone, there is a halo
around their names; but they had
their faults. They said and did things
they ought never to have said or done.
They were sometimes rebellious, some
times cast down. „ They were far from
being perfect So I suppose that when muo, ... --------- - Wo
we have gone, some things in us that must sing with them the song,
are now only tolerable may be almost i must celebrate with them the triumph,
resplendent. But as they were like us | Let it never be told on earth or in
in deficiencies, we ought to be like them j heaven that David and his men pus
net or under the breech of the gun. If
you would make such a struggle for the
getting back of your earthly friends,
will you not make os much struggle
for the gaining’ of tho eternal com
panionship of your heavenly friends?
Oh, yes! we must join them. We
must sit in their holy society
Wo
Bells have a large place in history,
almost larger thau any other object
that could be mentioned, unless we
must except some of the implenients
of destruction. Their great antiquity
beyond question. An explorer
EALESICK
the captors and the captives ” pointing
in the direction. Forward, ye four
hundred bravo men of fire! Very
soon David and his enraged company
come upon the Amalekitish host.
Yonder they see their own wives and
children and mothers, and under
Amalekitisb guard. Hero are the of
ficers of the Amalekitish army hold
ing a banquet. The cups are full,
music its roused, the dance
begins. The Amalekitish host cheer
ana cheer and cheer over their vie
tory. But, without note of bugle oi
warning of trumpet, David and his
four hundred men burst upon the
scene suddenly, as Robert Bruce hurled
his Scotchmen upon the revelers at
Bannockburn. David and his men
look up, and one glance at their
loved ones in captivity and under
Amalekitish guard throws them into a
very fury, of determination; for you
know how men will fight when they
fight for their wives and children.
An. there are lightnings in their eye,
and every finger is a spear, and their
voice is like the shout of fife whirl
wind. Amidst the upset tankards and
the costly viands crushed under foot,
tho wounded Amalekites lie (their
blood mingling with their wine)
shrieking for mercy. No sooner do
David and his men win the victory
than they throw their swords down into
the dust—what do they waut with
swords now?—and the broken families
come together amidst a great shout
©f joy that makes the parting scene in
Ziklag seem very insipid in the com
parison. The rough old warrior has
to use some persuasion before he can
get his child to come to him now “fter
so long an absence; but soon the little
finger traces the familiar wrinkle
across the scarred face. And then the
empty tankards are set up, and they
are filled with the best wine from the
hills, and David and his men, the hus
bands, the wives, the brothers, the
sisters, drink to the overthrow of the
Amalekites and to the rebuilding of
Ziklag. So, O Lord, let thine enemies
perish 1 '
THE LOST RECOVERED.
Now they are coming home, David
and his men and their families—a long
procession. Men, women and chil
dren, loaded with jewels and robes
and with all kinds of tropics that the
Amalekites had gathered up in years
of conquest—everything now in the
hands of David and his men. When
they come by the brook Besor, the
q>lace where staid tho men^ick and in
competent to travel, the jewels and the
robes and all kinds of treasures are
divided among tho sick as well as
among the well. Surely the lame and
exhausted ought to have some of tho
treasures. Here is a robe for this pale
faced warrior. Hero is a pillow fop
this dying man. Here is a handful
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upon one’s home, making as devastat
ing work as the day when Ziklag took
fire. There are families in my con
gregation whose homes have been
broken up. No battering ram
6mote in the door, no iconoclast
crumbled the statues, no flame leaped
amidst the curtains; but so far as all
the joy and merriment that once be
longed to that house are concerned,
the. home has departed. Aimed dis
eases came down upon the quietness of
the scene—scarlet fevers, or pleurisies,
or consumptions, or undefined dis
orders came and seized upon some
members of that family and carried
them away. Ziklag in ashes! And
you go about, sometimes weeping’and
sometimes enraged, wanting to get
back your loved ones as much as David
and nis men wanted to reconstruct
thair despoiled households. Zik
lag in ashes! Some of you
went off from home. You counted
the days of your absence. Every day
seemed as long as a week. Oh, how
glad you were when the time came for
you to go aboard the steamboat or rail
car and start for home! You arrived.
You went up the street where your
dwelling was, and in the night you
put your hand on the dobt bell, and,
behold! it was wrapped with the sig
nal of bereavement, and you found
that Amalekitish Death, which has
devastated a thousand other house
holds, had blasted yours. You go
about weeping amidst the desolation
of your once nappy-home, thinking of
the bright eyes closed, and the noble
hearts stopped, and the gentle hands
folded, aVid you weep until you have
no more power to weep. Ziklag in
ashes!
OT7R ZIKLAGS IN ASHES.
A gentleman went to a friend of
mine in the city of Washington, and
asked that through him he might get
a consulship to some foreign port. My
friend said to him: “Wbat do you
want to go away from your beautiful
home for, into a foreign port?”. “Oh,”
he replied, “my home is gone! My
six children are dead! I must get
away, sir. I can’t .stand it in this
country any longer. ” Ziklag in ashes!
Why these long shadows of bereave
ment across this audience? Why is it
that in almost every assemblage black
is the predominant color of the ap
parel? Is it because you do not like
saffron or brown or violet? Oh, no!
You say: ' “The world is not so bright
to us as it once was;” and there is a
story of silent voices, and of still feet,
and of loved ones gone, and when you
look over the hills, expecting only
beauty and loveliness, you find only
devastation and woe. Ziklag in ashes!
In Ulster county, N. Y., tne village
church was decorated until rthe fra
grance of the flowers was almost be
wildering. The maidens of the vil
lage had emptied the place of flowers
upon one marriage, altar. One of their
own number was affianced to a minis-*
ter of Christ, who had come to take
her to his home. With hands joined,
amidst a congratulatory audience, the
vows were taken. In three days from
that time one of those who stood at
the altar exchanged earth for heaven.
The wedding march broke down into
the funeral dirge. There were not
enough flowers now for tho cof
fin lid, because they- had all been
taken for the bridal hour. The dead
minister of Christ is brought to another
village. He had gone out from them
less than a week before in his strength;
now he comes home lifeless. The
whole church bewailed him. The sol
emn procession moved around to look
Upon the still face that once had
beamed with messages of salvation,
little children were lifted up to look
at him. And some of those whom he
had comforted in days of sorrow, when
they passed that silent form, made the
place dreadful with their weeping.
Another village emptied of its flowers
—some of them put in the shape of
a cross to symbolize .his hope, others
put in the shape of a crown to sym
bolize his triumph. A hundred lights
blown out in one strong gust from the
open door of a sepulcher. Ziklag in
ashes!
I preach this sermon today, because
I want to rally you, as David rallied
his men, for tne recovery of the loved
and the lost. 1 want not only to win
heaven, but I want all this congrega
tion to go along with me. I feel that
somehow I have a responsibility in
your arriving at that great city. I
nave on other Sabbaths used other in
ducements. I mean today, for the
sake of variety, hoping to reach your
heart, to try another kind of induce
ment.. Do you really want to join the
companionship of your loved ones who
have gone? Are you as anxious to
join them as David and his men were
to join their families? Then I am
here, in the name of God, to say that
you may, and to tell you now.
I remark, in the first place, if you
want to join your loved ones in glory
you must travel the same way they
went. No sooner, had the half dead
Egyptian been resuscitated than he
pointed the way the captors and the
captives had gone, and David and his
men followed after. So our Christian
friends have gone into another
country, and if we want to reach
their companionship we must take
tho same road. They repented;
we must repent. They prayed;
wo must pray. They trusted in
Christ: we must trust in Christ.
They lived a religious life; we must
live a religious life. They were in
in taking a supernal Christ to make i
up for the deficits. Had it not been
for Jesus they would have all perished;
but Christ confronted them, and said:
“I am the way,” and they took it.
THE CAPTIVE’S PATH UNPLEASANT.
I have also to say to you that the
path that these captives trod was a
troubled path, and tnat David and his
men had to go over the same difficult
way. While these captives were being
taken off they said: “Oh, we are so
tired; we are so sick; we arc so
hungry!” But the men who had
charge of them said: “Stop this cry
ing! Go on !” David and his men
also found it a hard way. They had
to travel it Our friends have gone
into glory, and it is through much
tribulation that we are to enter into
the kingdom. How our loved ones
used to nave to struggle! How their
old hearts ached 1 How sometimes
they had a tussle for bread! In our
childhood we wondered why there
were so many wrinkles on their faces.
We did not know that what were
called “crow’s feet” on their faces were
the marks of the black raven pf trou
ble. Did you never hear the old
people, seated by the evening stand,
talk over their early trials, their
hardships, the accidents, the burials,
the disappointments, the empty Hour
barrel when there were so many hun
gry ones to feed, the sickness almost
unto death, where the next dose of
morphine decided between ghastly be
reavement and an unbroken home cir
cle? Oh, yes! it was trouble that
whitened their hair. It was trouble
that shook the cup in their liqnds.
It was trouble that washed the
luster • from their eyes with the
rain of tears until thqy needed
spectacles. It was trouble that made
tne cane a necessity for their journey.
Do you never remember seeing your
old mother sitting, on some rainy day,
looking out of tho window, her elbow
on the window sill, her hand to her
brow—looking out, not seeing the fall
ing shower at all (you well knew she
was looking into the distant past),
until the apron came up to her eyes,
because the memory was too much for
her?
Oft the big, unbidden tear.
Stealing down the furrowed cheek,
Told in eloquegpe sincere.
Tales of woe they could not speak.
But this scene of weeping o'er,
Past this scene of toil and pain.
They shall feel distress no more,
Never, never weep again.
“Who are these under the altar?”
the question was asked; and the re
sponse came: “These are they which
came out of great tribulation, and have
washed their robes, and made them
white in tho blood of the Lamb.” Our
friends went by a path of tears into
' >ry. Be not surprised if we have to
vel the same pathway.
I remark, agqin, if we want to win
the society of our friends in heaven,
we will not only havo to travel a path
of faith and a path of tribulation, but
we will also have to positively battle
for their companionship. David and
his men never wanted sharp swords
and invulnerable shields and thick
breastplates so much as they wanted
them on the day. when they came
down upon the Amalekites. If they
had lost that battle, they never would,
have got their families back. 1 sup-*
pose that one glance at their loved
ones in captivity hurled them into
the battle with ten fold courago and
energy. They saitt: “We must
win it. Everything depends upon
it. Let each one take a man
on point of spear or sword. * We must
win it” And I have to tell you that
between us and coming into the com
panionship of our loved ones who are
departed there is an Austerlitz, there
is a Gettysburg, there is a Waterloo.
War with the world, war with the
flesh, war with the devil. We have
either to conquer our troubles, or our
troubles will conquer us. David will
either slay the Amalekites, or the
Amalekites will slay DaviijL And yet
is not the fort to jbe taken worth all
the pain, all ihe peril, all the besiege-
ment? Look! who aro they on tne
bright hills of heaven yonder? There
they are, those who sat at your own
table, the chair now vacant. There
they are, those whom you rocked in
infancy in the cradle, or hushed to
sleep m your arms. There they are,
those in whose life your life was
bound up. There they are, their brow
more radiant than ever before you saw
it, their lips waiting for the kiss of
heavenly greeting, their .cheek roseate
with the health of eternal summer,
their hands beckoning you up the
steep, their feet bounding with fixe
mirth of heaven. The pallor of their
last sickness gone out of their face,
never more tone sick, never more to
cough, never more to limp, never more
to be old, never more to weep. They
are watching from those heights to see
if thrdugh Christ you can take that
fori, and whether you will rush in
upon them—victors. They know that
upon this battle depends whether you
will ever join their society. Up!
strike harder! Charge more bravely!
Remember that every inch you gam
puts you so much farther on toward
that heavenly reunion.
“VICTORY OR DEATH.!”
If this morning while I speak you
could hear the cannonade of a foreign
navy, coming through the “Narrows,”
which was to despoil our city, and if
they really should succeed in carry
ing our families away from us, how
long would we take before we resolved
to go after them? Every weapon,
whether fresh from Springfield or old
and l'usty in the garret, would be
brought out; and we would uro-e on
and, coming in front of the foo, wo
would look at them, and then look at
our families, and the cry would be:
“Victory or death!” and when the
ammunition was gone we would take
the captors on the point of the bayo-
out with braver hearts for the getting
back of their earthly friends for a few
years on earth than we to get our de
parted!
You say that all this implies, that
our departed Christian friends are
alive. Why, had you any idea they
were dead? They have only moved.
If you should go on the 2d of May to
a house where one of your friends
lived, and found him gone, you would
not think that he was dead. You
would inquire next door where he had
moved to. Our departed Christian
friends have only taken another house.
The secret is that they are richer now
than they once were, and can a (ford-a
better residence. They once drank
out of earthenware; they now drink
from the king’s chalice. “Joseph is
yet alive,” and Jacob will go up and
see him. Living? are they? Why, if
a man can live in this damp, dark
dungeon of earthly captivity, can he
not.uve where he breathes the bracing
atmosphere of the mountains of
heaven? Oh, yes, they are living!
Do you think that Paul is so near
dead now as he was when- he was liv
ing in the Roman dungeon? Do you
think that Frederick Robertson, of
■Brighton, is as near dead now as he
was when, year after year, he slept
seated on the floor, his head on the
bottom of a chair, because he could
find ease in no other position? Do
you thiuk that Robert Hall is as near
dead now as when, on his couch, he
tossed in physical tortures? No.
Death gave them the few black drops
that cured them. That is all death
does to a Christian—cures him. I
know that what I have said implies
that they are living. There is no
question about that. The only ques
tion this morning is whether you will
ever join them.
But I must not forget those two
hundred men who fainted by the brook
Besor. They could not take another
step farther. Their fleet were sore;
their head ached; their entire nature
was exhausted. Besides that, they were,
broken hearted because their homes
were gone. Ziklag in ashes! And yet
David, when he comes up to them,
divides the spoils among them. He
says they shall have some of the
jewels, some of the robes, some of the
treasures. I look over this audience
this morning, aiid I find at least two
hundred who have fainted by the
brook Besor—the brook of tears. You
feel as if you could uot take another
step farther, as though you could
never look up again. But I am
going to imitate David, and divide
among you some glorious trophies.
Here is a robe: “All things work to
gether for good, to those who love
God.” Wrap yourself in that glorious
promise. Here is for your neck a
string of pearls, made out of crystal
lized tears: “Weeping nmy endure
for a night, but joy cometh in the
morning.” Here is a coronet: “Be
thou faithful unto death, and I will
give thee a crown of life.” O ye
fainting ones by the brook Besor, tup
your blistered feet in the running
stream of God’s mercy. Bathe your
brow at the wells of salvation. Boothe
your wounds with the balsam that
exudes from trees of life. God will
not utterly cast you off, O broken
hearted man, O broken hearted woman,
fainting by the brook Besor.
YOU WANT DIVINE NURSING.
A shepherd finds that his musical
pipe is braised. He says: “I can’t get
any more music out of this instru
ment, so I will just break it, and I
will throw this reed away. Then I
will get another reed and I will play
music on that.” But God says he will
not cast you off because all the music
has gone out of your soul. “The
braised reed he will not break.” As
far as I can tell the diagnosis of your
disease, you want Divine nursing, and
it is promised you: “As one whom
his mother comforteth, so will I com
fort you. God will see you all the
way through, O troubled soul and
when you conic down to the Jordan of
death, you will fiud it to be as thin
a brook as Besor; for Dr. Robinson
says that, in April, Besor dries up and
there is no brook at all. And in your
last moment you will be as placid as
the Kentucky minister who went up
to God, saying, in the dying hour:
“Write to my sister Kate, and tell her
not to be worried and frightened about
the story of the horrors around the
death bed. Tell her there is not a
word of truth in it. for l am there
now, and Jesus is with me, and I find
it a very happy way; not because I am
a good man, for I am not; I am noth
ing but a poor, miserable sinner; but
I nave an Almighty Saviour, and both
of his arms are around me.”
May God Almighty, through the
blood of the everlasting covenant,
bring us into the companionship Of
our loved ones who have already
entered'the heavenly land, and en
tered the presence of Christ, whom,
not having seen, we love, and so
David shall recover all, “and as his
part is that goeth down to the battle,
so shall his part be that tarrieth by the
styff.”
among the rums of Nineveh, or some
other of those vanished oriental cities,
claims the discovery of a bronze bell,
and the citizens of Romo came to
gether in their public places at the
signals of bells. But the Roman bells
were elongated pieces of forgings,
about as musical, it is to bo presumed,
as a modern cowbell. It was not
until mediaeval and modern times that
the bell ringer became a man of very
distinguished duties. Who has not
heard of the Sicilian vesper bells,
rung in the year 1282 as the signal
for °the death of 8.000 Frenchmen,
slaughtered so that Sicily might be
free? Who has uot heard again, «uid
shuddered as he listened, of the bells
of St. Bartholomew—the signal, it is
said, for the death of 100,000 persons?
And the 8 o’clock curfew bell that
rang through all England at the bid
ding of William the Conqueror, as a
warning to his newly made slaves to
“douse the glimhas it not echoed in
faint and still fainter tones through
the pages of English history down to
date? But it has not been the fate of
all bells to be made to give the signal
for slaughter or oppression. The
Philadelphians havetneir fondly cher
ished liberty bell. It is held in such
esteem that it was borne half over the
continent a few years ago under the
escort of a guard of honor to protect it
from all injury. It proclaimed once
from its brazen lips the birth of a new
nation, and hence if it be not made to
endure as long as the nation itself it
will be because metal is more perisha-
ble*than the work of the revolution
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It can be given in a cup of coffee or tea, or in ar
ticles of food, without the knowledge of the per
son taking it; it is absolutely harmless and will
effect a permanent and speedy cure, whether
the patient is a moderate drinker or an alcoholic
FREE. .Address in cophdence,
Robust, Noble MANHOOD mil. Re,
Strengthen WEAK, UNDEVELOPED
How to I
Falling ROME
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Men testify from _
You can write them,
totaled) five.. Address
nKSp Atlanta. Go, Oi
and ’Whiskey Hab
it* cured at home with
out pain. Book of par
ticulars sent FREE.
_ B. M.WOOLLEY. M.D.
Offlco G5J£ Whitehall St.
Notice to Bridge Bt
p'»i.
Wi-l be 1st to the lowest bid.’.. ,
court hou*a door of Clarke Cut” 1
Tueida, in February, 188P dn.iL* 0 <£1
hours 01 sale. the building »e j
at eAch end of toe lattice bridge.." 1
die Oconee river, at Mitch el’s hru. r<4,t ’
10 the following -pecifir*t:o,is •*
tensions 10 be sutstamialiv on thn ,
present bridge, and musi’b • 1
i r at each end, vnd over, and utw*
ihc pit ; s, by taking out parts clhm.
cords,so as to render theauructcrp?"* 01
said extension to be ten feet long .. <# , e l
the bridge. Bill 01 lumber to h?***,
Colds to be 21 2x]2inch's 28feeti.f'.^1
tom 1 n 1 top* int*mediate. Cold.
fee' lun t ; Lattice to b-2 1-2x10,
all framed and tinned toceth.,
white o^k pirs; Floor booms to b*
!on«, notched to lit e ver cord.* 4 M
beams in b ldge.snd t> bo placedL
r to cemer; AH latter*
from center 1
3x5inches,securely tMUmdatboa*^?!
‘Lobe 4x0 inches. M
spikes; S'eep rstobe 4x0 inches'. ....
be five slei pers c quailv div.de d u»d«* .1!
f 1oo i 1 a s j° b ?2 xi \, 33 -* ,m
tened do#n wi-h spikes to floor •
beamato be framed to iu o’igiual hiSi.^
be 5x9 inches, 18 feethm; Wfto7$'
fi ’es one foot at end cf rait irs: o« J?*?
pal nfteranpon each tie beam. t0
All ratters between the princ p^ n i,‘
2x8 at one end. and 2x6 at the 0 her £ !
tera to be securely nniled on «
blowingofl; Roof to bs lathed for "indn
Sides to be cc vend »bh 2-4x12 inch ai!?
joints to b; coven d with strii. uxiiAa'i
securely nailed to each coid, »nd to a
center ot lattice.' All pit* tor lattice
ofbest wbifc-ot k 2 inches in dilVurt
their siae their entiie Untib. The win
done in a £ood worker unlike hubuVJ
j »b to be coDp’etcd by the Uih V
next. All the timbers to be trend fl.r.»
t mbc-r, as good or better than the VS
said Mitc hell’a bridge. Ai d " *
give bond in doable thcsnjcuctof hid
two good ard solvent secuiities f„ r ih. 1,
performance ol his contract, end to Veil
said county for aoy damag. soccs.'iocidbv
urp to perform the 8. me within the
time, and not to be paid for until
the Ordinary of said county or puKuni
ed by nim The nght isieserrcd to te
reject all bids, 1 his 2«th ot r ecemher
ASAM.JAtKSl,
•‘rol:
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/VROBaiA—PLARKlf COIJN1 Yr-Wht
HTUe Mathews widow ol Boteit D.L,
l&to of said county deceased, tptlif. to
permanent lenei 8 of administration in 1
tate ol said deceased. Tbtte ire iheicl.
cite'and adm> nish all concerned to ikov
at the regular term cf thecouit of ‘.id 0,
to be held in and fox sold counv in Muck
why said letters should b 1 gn ntc d oiven i,
my hand at office, this 3rd. dayof Jinnanl
ASA. M JACK80'
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POSITIVE For LOST or FAILING MANHOOD:
MTudllllb General and NERVOUS DEBILITY;
nTT?? "K ’Weakness of Body and Mind: Effects
-a-ar-AA of Errors or Excesses in Old or Yovne.
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PIANOS S200.I ORGANS
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Stops. Coopl»V
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f-mpTOMS—Moisture; intense itchi g and
stinging; most at niglit; worse by scratching,
if allowed to continue tumors form, which often
bleed and ulcerate, becoming very sore.
Swayne’s Ointment stops tlie itching and
bleeding, heals ulceration, and in most cases re-
moves the tumors. ; t druggists, or by mail, for
50 cents. Dr. Swayne & Son, Philadelphia. 12-4
HENLEY*
«9» Sewintr-MncWnfT
' “hTo at once establl.H
\ trade in all P»rt?i. WI
/placing oar mschmi-
. and good, where the p«
...j world,with all the *t®
I Wc will also send freet;
Sline of our costly ana
samples. In rciurn we ss‘
show what we send, to t-
tnay call at yenr t
t months all shall I
[[property. Th!» J
lade alter the f
\-hich have run out
, run out it sold xorlsu ’-
pattachments, and no*
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brief instructions given. Those who write to us ate
cure free the beat acwins-machino in the won 0,
finest line of works of hich art over shown together in
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FREE?
THUD as CO,
240, Auguithi
A Most Effective-Combination.
ThisjreU known Tonic and Nervine is gaining
|F® at ™. re For Debility,Dyspep?
i^7^ia j disorders. It relieves all
a Ii? conditions of the sjo-
tem , strengthens the Intellect, and bodily functions;
builds up worn > out Nerves : aids tliirefstion ;
etorra impaired or lost Vitality, and brings ba
Piso’s Remedy for Catae^J?
gives immediate relief.. Catarrn-t
virus Is soon expelled from theSFjJ
tem, and the diseased action of
mucous membrane Is replaced ey
healthy secretions. ,
The dose is small. One paCj: :! ls?
contains a sufficient quantity lor a
long treatment.
; . ......tv, and brings back.
youthful strength and vigor, it Is pleasant to the
taste, ana used regularly braces the System against
the depressing Influence of Malaria.
Price—$1.00 per Lottie of 24 ounces.
j'SO'R. SAXE BY ALL DBUGGI8T3.
A Cold in the Head is relieved
an application of Piso’s remedy
Catarrh. The comfort to be
from it in this way is worth
limes its cost.
Easy and pleasant to use.
Price, 50 cents. Sold by drn
or sent by mail.
E, T. Tf Azi-i.xjjj-ia Warren, Pa