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Newspaper Page Texti Volume LYII. [I™raERN D EE I co'EDl t K b '' s!ied -IS: [consolidated isn. Milledgeville, Ga., December 7, 1886. Numbeb 22. I THE M & RECORDER, Published Weekly In Milledgeyille, Ga. BY BARNES & MOORE. Terms.—One dollar aad fifty cents a year In advance. Six months for seventy-five cents.— Two dollars a year if not paid in advance. The services of Col. Jambs M. SMYTiiE.are en gaged as General Assistant. „„„ m r,r-nv The“FRDERAL UNION” and the“SOUTHERN RECORDER” were consolidated, Augustlst, 1872, the Union being in its Forty-Third Volume and the Recorderin its Fifty-Third Volume. Tiiifv rj» nrn may be found on file at Geo. I fllo rAr Ln r. Rowell & Co’s Newspa per Advertising Bureau (10 Spruce St.), where advertising contracts may be made for it IN NEW YORK. EDITORIAL GLIMPSES. A clear conscience can bear any trouble. The subscription list of the Atlanta "weekly Constitution is 81,000. Be ashamed to die, until you have achieved some victory for humanity. A man who cannot command his temper, should not think ol being a man of busi ness. Forty Indian children have recent ly been sent from Florida to Pennsyl vania to be educated. Col. I. W. Avery will go to Wash ington with Senator Brown as bis private secretary. —A Coweta county man says tw r enty laying hens w’ill eat more corn than a horse. Yes, remarks an exchange, and and they’ll lay more eggs than twen ty horses. The editor of an exchange says: “The longer we run a newspaper and wiite a- bout people and events the more we realize how utterly impossible it is to scratch ev ery man ou the spot he itches the most. Geo. H. Thoebe will contest Mr. Car lisle's right to a seat in the Fiftieth Congress. A copy of the petition and notice of contest*has been given to Mr.JCarlisle. At a meeting of the stockholders of the Central Railroad, held in Savan nah on the 1st, a semi-annual divi dend of four per cent upon the earn ings of the road wms declared. Natural wit, which embodies the power of repartee and the ability to tell a good story in an entertaining way, is an accomplishment vastly useful to one who moves in society. Most of the “leading daily papers” crowd their columns now with the great London scandal. We had hoped that Georgia papers would omit this rot. It is entirely too disgus ting for decent people to read.—Au gusta News. W. W. Cole’s circus broke up at New Orleans last week. All the parepher- nalia, horses and cages of wild ani mals were sold at auction. The two horned Rhinoceros brought $4200 which was the largest amount paid frr any of the animals. The death of Mr. Hoxie, General Manager of the Gould Southwestern railway system is announced. Mr. Hoxie was prominent in tiie great Southwestern railway strike, in which Martin Irons came so prominently to the front last spring. H. H Colquitt, of Atlanta, has been in Madison twice recently, prospect ing with a view of building a guano and fertilizer factory there. He is favorably impressed* with the city and it is generally believed that his company will establish a branch de pot or factory very soon. . North Georgia Conference. LNotes from Augusta News.] The conference met in St. John’s church, Bishop H. N. McTyeire pre siding. It is possible that several members of this Conference will be transferred to Texas. The largest class for years past of applicants for admission on trial have come up. Twenty-four are being ex amined by the committee. Three ministers have died this year: Rev. J. E. Evans, Rev. L. J. Davies, and Rev. W. B. Arnold. Among the applicants for admission are Rev. Evans Pattillo, son of Rev. George H. Pattillo ; Rev. E. R. Cook, son of Rev. W. F. Cook; and Rev. Lundy Harris, son of Rev. J. H. Har ris, deceased. Among the prominent ministers outside the conference who are pres ent are Rev. John B. McFerrin, Book Agent; Rev. T. G. John, Missionary Secretary; Rev Sam Small, Commis sioner of Education; and Rev J. O. A. Clark, of the South Georgia Confer ence. Several of the preachers have re cently married and have their brides with them. Among the applicants for admission on trial is Rev. Ezekiel Taminosian, a native of Syria, who has been in the country about four years. He speaks the English language very correctly. He was converted last spring, at Gads den, Ala., during a meeting held by Rev. Dr. Leftwich, has been in atten dance at Vanderbilt University, and comes up from the First Church, ^The pleasant face of U. S. Senator Colquitt was seen on the floor of the conference. Rev. Geo. G. Smith Sunday School Agent, made his report verbally. It was announced in the conference that Rev. SamP. Jones would lecture at St John’s church, on “Character and Characters”, on Friday night, for the benefit of Broad Street Meth odist church. THE YOUNG WIDOW. She is modest, she is bashful, Free and easy, but not bold— Like an apple, ripe and mellow, Not too young, and not too old. Half inviting, half repulsiug, Novr advancing, and now shy, There is mischief in her dimple, There is danger in her eye. She has studied human nature, She is schooled in all her arts; She has taken her diploma And the mistress of all hearts; She can tell the very moment When to sigh and when to smile; Oh! a maid is sometimes charming, But a widow all the while. You are sad? how very serious Will her handsome face become; Are you angry? She is wretched, Lonely, friendless, tearful, dumb. Are you mirthful? how her laughter, Silver sounding, will ring out; She can lure, and catch, and play you As the angles does the trout. Ye old batchelors of forty Who have grown so bold and wise, Young Americans of twenty. With your lovelooks in your eyes, You may practice all the lessons Taught by Cupid since the fail, But 1 know a little widow. Who could win and fool you all. A HIGHWAY TO HEAVEN. CHRIST’S GREAT WORK AMONG THE HILLS OF JUDEA. Refusal of the People of the Time to Believe in him—Modern Skeptics— His Humble Origin Despised by the Proud Blue Bloods of the Day. The throngs in and around the Brooklyn Tabernacle on Sabbath mornings and evenings are larger than at any time during the seventeen years of Dr. Talmage’s pastorate. This morning the opening hymn was that beginning: “Oh, could I speak the matchless worth, Oh, could I sound the glories forth That in my Saviour shine!” The text was John xvii., 4: “I have finished the work which Thou gavest me to do.” The Rev. T. DeWitt Tal- mage, D. D., said: There is a profound satisfaction in the completion of anything we have undertaken. We lift the capstone with exultation, while, on the other hand, there is nothing more disap pointing than, after having toiled in a certain direction, to find that our time is wasted and our investment profitless. Christ came to throw up a highway on whkJi the whole world might, if it chose, mount into Heaven. He did it. The foul-mouthed crew who attempted to tread on him could not extinguish the sublime satisfac tion which he expressed when he said. “I have finished the work which Thou gavest me to do.” Alexander the Great was wounded, and the Doctors could not medicate his wounds, and he seemed to be dy ing, and in his dream the sick man saw a plant with a peculiar flower, and he dreamed that the plant was put upon this wound, and that imme diately it was cured. And Alexander, waking from his dream, told this to a physician, and the physician wander ed out until he found just the kind of plant which the sick man had describ ed, brought it to him and the wound was healed. Well, the human race had been hurt with the ghastliest of all wounds— that of sin. It was the business of Christ to bring a balm for that wound —the balm of divine restoration. In carrying this business to a successful issue the difficulties were stupendous. In many of our plans we have our friends to help us; some to draw a sketch of the plan, others to help us in the execution. But Christ fought, every inch of his way against bitter hostility and amid circumstances all calculated to depress and defeat. In the first place, His worldly occu pation was against Him. I find that he earned His livelihood by the car penter’s trade—an occupation always to be highly regarded and respected. But you know, as well as I do, that in order to succeed in any employment one must give his entire time to it, and I have to declare that the fatigues of carpentry were unfavorable to the execution of a mission which required all mental and physical faculties. Through high, hard, dry, husky, in sensate Judaism to hew a way for a new and glorious dispensation was a stupendous undertaking that was enough to demand all the concen trated energies even of Christ. We have a great many romantic stories about what men with physical toil have accomplished in intellectual de partments; but you know that after a man has been toiling all day with adze, and saw, and hammer, plane and ax, about all he can do is to rest. A weary body is an unfavorable ad junct to a toiling mind. You whose upbuilding of a kingdom, or the proc lamation of a new code of morals, or the starting of a revolution which should upturn all nations, could get some idea of the incoherence of Christ’s worldly occupation with His heavenly mission. In His father’s shop no more inter course was necessary than is ordinari ly necessary in bargaining with men that have work to do; yet Christ, with hands hard from touch of tools of trade, was called forth to become a public speaker, to preach in the face of mobs, while some wept, and some shook their fists, and some gnashed upon Him with their teeth, and many wanted him out of the way. To address orderly and respectful assemblages is not so easy as it may seem, but it requires more energy, and more force, and more concentra tion to address an exasperated mob. The villagers of Nazareth heard the pounding of his hammer, but all the wide reaches of eternity were to hear the stroke of His spirtual upbuilding. So also His habits of dress and of diet were against Him. The mighty men of Christ’s time did not appear in apparel without trinkets and adorn ments. None of the Caesars would have appeared in citizen’s apparel. Yet here was a man—here was a pretend ed King—who always wore the same coat. Indeed, it was far from shabby, for after he had worn it a long while the gamblers thought it worth raffling about; but still it was far from being an imperial robe. It was a coat that any ordinary man might have worn on an ordinary occasion. Neither was there any pretension in His diet. No cup-bearer with golden chalice brought Him wine to drink. On the seashore he ate fish, first hav ing broiled it Himself. No one fetch ed Him water to drink, but bending over the well in Samaria He begged a drink. He sat at only one banquet, and that not at all sumpteous, for, to relieve the awkwardness of the host, one of the guests had to prepare wine for the company. Other kings ride in a chariot. He walked. Other kings, as they ad vance, have heralds ahead, and ap plauding subjects behind. Christ’s retinue was made up of sunburned fishermen. Other kings sleep under embroidered canopy; this one on a shelterless hill. Riding but once as, far as I now remember, on a colt, and that borrowed. Again, His poverty was against Him. It requires money to build great enterprises. Men of means are afraid of a penniless projector, lest a loan be demanded. It requires mon ey to print books, to build institu tions, to pay instructors. No wonder the wise men of Christ’s time laughed at this penniless Christ. “Why,” they said, “who is to pay for this new religion? Who is to charter the ships to carry the missionaries? Who is to pay the salaries of the teachers? Sha’.l wealthy Judaism be discomfited by a penniless Christ?” The consequence was that most of the people that followed Christ had nothing to lose. Wealthy Joseph, of Arimathea, buried Christ, but he risked no social position in doing that. It is always safe to bury a dead man. Zaccheus risked no wealth or social position in following Christ, but took a position in a tree to look down as He passed. Nicodemus, wealthy Nic- odemus, risked nothing of social po sition in following Christ, for he skulked by night to find Him. All this was against Christ. So the fact that He was not regularly grad uated was against Him. If a man comes with the diplomas of colleges and schools and theological semina ries, and he has been through foreign travel, the world is disposed to listen. There was a man who nad graduated at no college, had not in any academy by ordinary means learned the alpha bet of the language he spoke, and yet he proposed.to talk, to instruct in sub jects which had confounded the mightiest intellects. John says: “The Jews marvelled, saying, how hath this man letters, having never learn ed?” We in our day have found out that a man without a diploma may know as much as a man with one, and that a college cannot transform a sluggard into a philosopher, or a theological seminary teach a fool to preach. An empty head after the laying on of hands of Presbytery is empty still. But it shocked all existing prejudices in those olden times for a man with no scholastic pretension and no grad uation from a learned institution to set Himself up for a teacher. It was all against Him. So also the brevity of His life was against Him. He had not come to what we call midlife. But very few men do anything before thirty-three years of age, and yet that was the point at which Christ’s life termina ted. The first fifteen you take in nur sery and school. Then it will take you at least six years to get into your occupation or profession. That will bring you to twenty-one years. Then it Mill take you ten years at least to get established in your life work, correcting the mistakes you have made. If any man, at thirty-three years of age, gets fully established in iiis life work, he is the exception. Yet that is the point at which Christ’s life terminate# Men in military life have done their most wonderful deeds before 33 years of age. There may be exceptions to it, but the most wonderful exploits in military prowess have occurred be fore 33 years of age. But as a legis lator—no man becomes eminent as a legislator until he has had long years of experience. And yet the gray- bearded scribes were expeeted to bow down in silence before tnis young leg islator, who arraigned sanhedrims and accused governments. Aristotle, was old; Lycurgus was old; Seneca' was old. The great legisla tors of the world have been old. Christ was young. All this was against Him. if a child, 12 years of age, should get up in your presence to discuss great questions of meta physics, or ethics, or politics, or gov ernment, you would not be more con temptuous than these gray-bearded scrikes in the presence of this young Christ. Popular opinion declared in those days: “Blessed is the merchant who has a castle down on the banks of Lake Tiberias.” This young man said: “Blessed are the poor.” Popu lar opinion said in those days: “Bless ed are those who live amid statuary, and fountains, and gardens, and con gratulations, and all kinds of festivi ty.” This young man responded “Blessed are they that mourn.” Pub lie opinion in those days said: “Bless ed is the Roman eagle, the flap of his wing startles nations, and the plunges of whose iron beak inflicts cruelty npon its enemies.” This young man responded: “Blessed are the merci ful.” Popular opinion said: “An ey for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.” In other words, if a man knocks your eye out, knock his out. If a man breaks your tooth, break his. Retort for Retort; sarcasm for sarcasm; irony for irony; persecution for persecution; wound for wound. Christ said: “Pray for them that despitefully use you.” They looked at his eye, it was like any other man’s eye, except, perhaps more speaking. They felt his hand made of bones and muscles, nerves and flesh, just like any other hand Yet what bold treatment of subjects what supernatural demands, what strange doctrine! They felt the solid earth under them, and yet Christ said “I bear up the pillars of this world.” They looked at the moon. He said “I will turn it into blood.” They look ed at the sea, He said: “I will hush it.” They looked at the stars, He said: “I will shake them down like untimely figs.” Did ever one so young say things so bold? It was all against Him. After the battle of Antietaui, when a general rode along the lines, al though the soldiers were lying down exhausted, they rose with great enthu siasm and huzzared. As Napoleon re turned from his captivity, his first step on the wharf shook all the king dorns, and 250,000 men flocked to his standard. It took 3,000 troops to watch him in his exile. So there have been men of wonderful magne tism of person. But hear me while I tell you of a poor young man who came up from Nazareth to produce a thrill which has never been excited by any other. Napoleon had around him the memories of Marengo and Austerlitz 'and Jena, but here was a man who had fought no battles, who wore no epauletts, who brandished no sword. He had, probably, never seen a prince or shaken hands with a no bleman. The only extraordinary per son we know of as being in his eompa ny was his own mother, and she was so poor that in the most delicate and solemn hour that ever come to a wo man’s soul she was obliged to lie down, camel drivers grooming the beasts of burden. I imagine Christ one day standing in the streets of Jerusalem. A man descended from high lineage is stand ing beside him and says: “My father was a merchant prince; he had a cas tle on the beach in Gallilee. Who was your father?” Christ answers “Joseph, the carpenter.” A man from Athens is standing there unroll ing his parchment of graduation, and gays to Christ: “Where did you go to school?” Christ answers: “I never graduated.” Aha! the idea of such an unheralded young man attempting to command the attention of the world! As well some little fishing village on Long Island shore attempt to arraign New York. Yet no sooner does He set His foot in the towns or cities of Judea than everything is in commo tion. The people go out on a picnic, taking only food enough for a day, yet are so fascinated with Christ that, at the risk of starving, they follow Him out into the wilderness. A noble man falls down flat before Him and says: “My daughter is dead.” A beg gar tries to rub the dimness from his eyes, and says: “Lord, that my eyes may be opened.” A poor, sick, pant ing woman presses through the crowd and says: “I must touch the hem of His garment.” Children, who love their mother better than any one else, struggle to get into His arms, and to kiss His cheek, and to run their fingers through His hair, and for all time putting Jesus so in love with the little ones that there is hardly a nursery in Christendom from which He does not take one, saying: “I must have them; I will fill Heaven with these: for every cedar that I plant in Heaven I will have fifty white lilies. In the hour when I was a poor man in Judea they were not ashamed of me, and now that I have come to a throne I do not despise them. Hold it not back, oh weeping mother! Lay it on my warm heart. Of such is the kingdom of Heaven.” Again, I remark, there was no or ganization in His behalf, and that was against Him. When men propose any great work, they band together; they write letters of agreement; they take oaths of fealty; a,nd the more complete the organization the more complete the success. Here was One who went forth without any organi zation and alone. If men had a mind to join His company, all right; if they had a mind not to join in His com pany, all well. If they came they were greeted with no loud salutation; if they went away they were sent with no bitter anathema. Peter de parted, and Christ turned and looked at him. That was all! All this was against Him. Did any one ever undertake such an enterprise amidst such infinite embarrassments and by such modes? And yet I am here to say it ended in a complete triumph. Notwithstanding His world ly occupation, His poverty, His plain face, His unpretending garb, the fact that He was schoolless,|the fact that He had a brief life, the fact that He Mas not accompanied by any visible organization—notwithstanding all that, in an exhilaration which shall be prolonged in everlasting chorals: “I have finished the work Thou gavest me to do.” See Him victorious over the forces of nature. The sea is a crystal sepul chre. It swallowed the Central America, the President and the Span ish Armada as easily as any fly that ever floated on it. The inland lakes are fully as terrible in their wrath. Recent travelers tell us that Gallilee, when aroused in a storm, is over whelming; and yet that sea crouched in His presence and licked His feet. He knew all the waves and the wind. When He beckoned they came. When He frowned they fled. I he heel of His foot made no inden tation on the solidifleal water. Medioal science has wrought great changes in rheumatic limbs and diseased blood, Unt when the muscles are entirely withered no human power can restore them, and when a limb is once dead it is dead. But here is a paralytic—his hand lifeless. Christ says to him: “Stretch forth thy hand,” and he stretches it forth. ln the eye infirmary how many dis eases of that delicate organ have been cured. But Jesussaysto one blind: “Be open,” and the light of Heaven rushes through gates that have never be fore been opened. The frost or an ax may kill a tree, but Jesus smites one dead with a word. Chemistry can do many wonderful things, but what chemist, at a wedding, when the wine gave out, could change a pail of wat er into a cask of wine? What human voice could command a school of fish? Yet here is a voice that marshals the scaly tribes until, in a place where they had let down the net and pulled it up with no fish in it, they let it down again, and the disciples lay hold and begin to pull, when, by reason of the multitude of fish, the net broke. Nature is His servant. The floMrers —He twisted them into His sermons; the winds—they were His lullaby, when He slept in the boat; the rain— it hung glitteringly on the thick foliage of the Parables; the star of Bethlehem—it sang a Christmas carol over His birth; the rocks—they beat a dirge at His death. Behold His victory over the grave! The hinges of the family vault be come very rusty because they are never opened except to take another in. There is a knob on the outside of the door of the sepulchre, but none on the inside. Here comes the Con queror of Death. He enters that realm and says: “Daughter of Jairus, sit up;” and she sits up. To Lazarus: “Come forth;” and he came forth. To the widow’s son he said: “Get up from that bier;”and he goes home with his mother. Then Jesus snatch ed up the £eys of death and bung them to His girdle, and cried until all the graveyards of the earth heard Him: “O Death! I will be thy plague; O Grave! I will be thy destruction!” No man could go through all the obstacles I have described, you say, without having a nature adjoined that was supernatural. That arm, amid its muscles, and nerves, and bones were intertwisted the energies of omnipotence. In the syllables of that voice there was the emphasis of the eternal God. That foot that walked the deck of the ship in Gin- nesaret shall stamp kingdoms of dark ness into demolition. The poverty- struck Christ owned Augustus, own ed the Sanhedrim, owned Tiberius, owned all the castles on its beach, all the skies that looked down into its water; owned all the earth and all the heavens. To Him of the plain coat belonged robes of celestial royal ty. He who walked the road to Em- maus—the lightnings w'ere the fire- shod Steeds to His chariot. Yet there are those who look on and see Christ turn water into wine, and they say, sleight of hand. And they see Christ raise the dead to life, and they say, easily explained, not really dead; playing dead. And they see Christ giving sight to the blind man, and they say, Clairvoyant doc tor. Oh! what shall they do on the day when Christ rises up in judgment, and the hills shall rock, and the trum pets shall call, peal on peal. In the time of Theodosius the Great there was a great assault made upon the Divinity of Jesus Christ, and dur ing that time Theodosius the Great called his own son to sit on the throne with him, and be a copartner in the government of the empire; and one day the old Bishop came and bowed down before Theodosius the Emperor and passed out of the room and the Emperor was offended, saying to the old Bishop: “Why didn’t you pay the same honor my son, who shares with me j the government?” Then the old 1 with tongue hot and cracked, and in flamed and swollen, He moaned: “I thirst.” You will never be surround ed by worse hostility than that which stood arourd Christ’s feet, foaming, reviling, livid with rage, howling down his prayers, and snuffing up the smell of blood. Oh! ye faint-hearted, oh! ye troubled, oh! ye persecuted one, here is a heart that can sympa thize with you! Again, and lastly, I learn from all that has been said this morning, that Christ was awfully in earnest. If it had not been a momentous mission. He would have turned back from it disgusted and discouraged. He saw you in a captivity from which He was resolved to extricate yon, though it cost Him all sw r eat, all tears, all blood. He came a great way to save you. He came from Bethlehem here, through the place of skulls, through the char nel house, through banishment. There was not, among all the ranks of celes tials, one being M r bo would do as much for you. I lay his crushed heart at your feet to-dayl Let it not be told in Heaven that you deliberately put your foot on it. While it will take all the ages of eter nity to celebrate Christ’s triumph, I am here to make the startling an nouncement that because of the re jection of this mission on the part of some of you, all that magnificent work of garden, and cross, and grave is, so far as you are concerned, a fail ure. Helena, the Empress, went to the Holy Land to find the Cross of Christ. Getting to the Holy Land there were three crosses excavated, and the question was which of the three crosses was Christ’s cross. They took a dead body, tradition says, and put it upon one of the crosses, and there was no life; and they took the dead body and put it upon another cross, and there was no life. But tradition says when the body Mas put up against the third cross it sprang into life. The dead man lived again. Oh, that the life-giving power of the Son of God might dart your dead soul into an eternal life, beginning this day? “Awake thou that sleepest and rise from the dead, and Christ shall give thee life!” A Fortunate Accident to a Dakota Man. Word reached here yesterday that ticket No 26,442 had drawn the first capital prize of $75,000 in the October drawing of the Louisiana State Lot tery and that a one-fifth ticket cost ing $1.00 sent to M. A. Dauphin New Orleans, La., was held in Jamestown. The lucky man was J. N. Lowe an employee of the Northern Dakota Elevator company who takes his good fortune calmly and he will keep at work the same as usual. In this cage the mojiey comes to a poor man with a large family and certainly is a bless ing undisguised to them.—James town (Dak.) Alert, Oct. 19. Dreaming. But for dreams, that lay Mosaic worlds tesselated with flowers and jewels before the blind sleeper, and surround the recumbent living with the fingers of the dead in the upright attitude of life, the time would be too long before we are allowed to rejoin our brothers, parents, friends; every year we should f become more and more painfully sensible of the dessola- tion made around us by death, if sleep that antichamber of the grave were not hung by dreams with the busts of those who live in the other world.— Richter. What True Merit Will Do. The unprecedented sele of Booschee’s German Syrup within a few years, has as tonished the world. It is without doubt the safest and best remedy ever discover ed for th<i speedy and effectual cure of Coughs, Colds and the severest Lung troubles. It acts on «d entirely different principle from the usual prescriptions giv en by Physicians, as it does not dry up a Cough and leave the disease still in the system, but on the contrary removes the cause of the trouble, heals the parts af fected and leaves them in a purely healthy condition. A bottle kept in the house for use when the diseases make their appear ance, will save doctors’ bills and a long spell of serious illness. A trial will con vince you of these facts. It is positively sold by all druggists and general dealer’s in the land. Price 75 cts., large bottles. 14 cow ly. Forgiveness. Nothing is more moving to man than the spectacle of reconciliation. Bishop turned to the young man and 1 Our weaknesses are thus indemnified, Lord bless thee, my j and are not too costly—being the price but still paid him no we pay for the hour of forgiveness, " and the archangel, who has never felt anger, has reason to envy the man who subdues it. When thou forgiv- est,—the man, who has pierced thy heart, stands to thee in the relation of the sea-worm that perforates the shell of the muscle, which straightway closes the wound with a pearl.—Rich ter. ' said: “The young man, such honor as he had paid to the Em peror. And the Emperor was still of fended and displeased, when the old Bishop turned to Theodosius the Great and said to him: “You are of fended with me because I don t pay the same honor to your son whom you have made copartner in the gov- ernment of this empire, the same hon or I pay to you, and yet you. encour age multitudes of people in y° u ^ realm to deny the Son of God equal authority, equal power, with God the Father.” , My subject also reassures us of the fact that in all our struggles we have svmpathizer. You cannot tell Christ anything new about hardship. I do not think that wide ages of eternity will take the scars from his punctured side, and his lacerated temples, and Qood Results in Bvery Case. D. A. Bradford, wholesale paper dealer of Chattanooga, Tenn., writes that he was seriously afflicted with a severe cold that settled on his lungs; nad tried many rem edies without benefit. Being iuduced to try Dr. King’s New Discovery for Con sumption, did so and was entirely cured by use of a few bottles. Since which time j he has used it in his family for all Coug.is i and Colds with best results, i his is the __ -l 1 exDGrioDCQ of thousands whosG lives havo his sore hands. You will never have | b*°n saved by this Wonderful Discovery, burden weighing so many pounds Trial Bottles free at John M. Clark's Drug as that burden Christ carried up the bloody hill. You will never have any suffering worse than He endured when Store. Legal blanks for sale at this office.