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DR. TALMAGE’S SERMON INFLUENCE OF SISTERS OVER BROTHERS. Text: “And his sister stood afar off, to wit n,® what would be done to him.”—Exodus Princess Thermutis, the daughter of Pha raoh lookingthroughthelatticeof herbathing house on the banks of the Nile, saw a curi ous boaton the river. It had neither oar nor helm, and they would have been useless any how. There was but one passenger in the , b>at. and that a baby boy. The boat was made out of the broad leaves of papyrus I tightened together by bitumen. Boats were ' made out of this material as we learn from i Pliny and Herodotus and Theoprastos. | ‘•KiU all the Hebrew children born,” was , the order of Pharaoh. To save her i boy Jochebad, the mother of littie Moses, put him into this queer boat and launched him. Miriam, the sister of the babe, stands on the bank far enough off not to draw attention to the boat, but near enough to offer her protection. There she stands on the bank of the Nile, Miriam, the poetess, Miriam the quick-witted,Miriam the faithful sister, but nevertheless very human, for after a while she got mad at that very brother, because he married a woman sho did not , like.and this Miriam made a great row in the family, and for her behavior was struck with leprosy. But Miriam was a splendid sis ter. altnough she had her faults like all the rest of us. How carefully she watched that papvrus boat that was caulked with asphal tum and carried but one passenger. A gust of wind might upset that boat. The buffalo that are found in that region in a plunge of thirst might sink it. Ravenous water fowl might with iron beak pluck out the eyes of the child. Crocodile or hippopotamus crawling through the rushes might crunch the babe. So. Miriam, the sister, lovingly and bravely watches that brother until Princess Ther- ' mutis comes down, a maiden on either side of her holding leaves over her head to shelter her from the sun, and enters her bathing house. Then, looking through the lattice of this bathing house, and seeing the queer boat, she orders that it be immediately brought to her. She turns aside the leaves from the boy’s face. The child cries aloud for he is afraid and he is hungry, but he will not let the princess take him. He would rather be hungry than acknowledge any one of all the court as his mother. Then Miriam, the sister, runs down from the bank incognito—for no one knew that she was the sister of this babe—and she says she knows where there is a nurse that will pacify the child. Consent given, she runs up to Jochebad who comes incognito—no one knowing that she is the mother of the babe— and when Jochebad takes Moses in her arms he ceases crying, his fears are pacified and his hunger is appeased. You may praise Jochebad, the mother, and the world praises Moses, but I clap my hands to-day in ap plause at the behavior of this faithful, self denying, heroic, strategic sister. “Go home,” some one might have said to Miriam. “Why j stand there alone on the bank and risk yourself, and breathe the miasma of this low land and be subject to attack from wild lieast or rafliian! Go home.” No. Miriam, the sister, stands on the bank, and how lovingly she watches, and how brave ly she protec ts Moses, her Brother. Was he worth all that care and courage on her part! Yes. In the sixty centuries of the world’s history there has not been so much involved in the arrival of any ship at any port as in the safe landing of that boat, woven from water plants and made water-tight by being caulked with asphalton, and carrying but one passenger. Why, that one passenger is to be as none such in history. He is to be law yer, politician, statesman, legislator, organ izer, conqueror, deliverer. As a babe he was so beautiful that Josephus tells us in his history that when he was carried through the streets, people stopped to gaze at him, and workmen would actually leave their work and come to admire him. So wonderful was ho as a boy, that one day Pharaoh in play put his crown upon the boy’s head, and the boy dashed down that crown j and put his foot on it, and Pharaoh, the king, was alarmed, and thought, perhaps, this might be a sign that after a while the boy would take his crown, and so, according to the Jewish legend, he applied this test: . The king had brought before Moses, the boy, two bowls; the one containing rubies and the other containing burning coals. If the boy chose from the coals he should live, if he _ isok of the rubies he should be slain. By some strange influ ence when these two bowls were presented Moses took one of the coals and put it to his mouth, and though itsaved his life his tongue was so burned that profane and sacred his- , tory says his utterance was very indistinct afterward. Come to be a man, one day he opens the palms of his hands and spreads them abroad in prayer, and as he does so the Red Sea parts and lets and lets 2,500,000 peo ple escape. And then putting the palms of his hands together the Red Sea closes on a strangulated host Well, a man of such unutterable grandeur must have a burial corresponding with his life. God would not let any man or saint or archangel weave for him a shroud or dig for him a grave. God one day left His throne in heaven and came down, and if the question were asked, “Where is the King of the Uni verse going!” the answer would have been: “I am going down to bury Moses,” for God took this lawgiver to the top of a high hill, and the day was clear and the eye of Moses swept over that magnificent reach of country. There was the valley of Esdralon, where the final battle of all nations is to be fought There were the mountain ranges Hebron and Lebanon and the hills of Judea. There was Bethlehem; there was the city of Jericho; and as the eyp of Moses sweeps over the landscape it almost takes his breath. Then the Lord put His hands on the eyes of the law giver, and they clos’d. He put His hands on his lungs, and they ceased, and on his heart, and it stopped, and the Lord commanded to the skies the im mortalspirit, and without a pang on the part of Moses, so far as I judge from the statement that he was undimmed, and his natural force Unabated, one divine hand was put against the back of Moses, and the other divine hand was put against his pulseless breast, and he was let softly down on Mount Nebo, and then the lawgiver lifted in the Almighty’s arms was carried to a eave opening in the hills,and he was gently let down in one of the crypts, and then the Lor t passed His handover the countenance of Moses, smoothing it into an everlasting calm, and then a rock was rolled to the door of the sepulchre, and the only ob sequies at which God ever filled all the offices of priest, undertaker, grave-digger and mourner, were ended. Oh, was it not a good thing, an important thing, a glorious thing ter Miriam, the sister, to watch that lad in the boat of papyrus: Did she not put all the ages of time an 1 all the coming ages of eternity under obligations when she drove back from that boy in the boat all the penis aquatic, reptilian and ravenous: She it was that brought that wonderful babe and the mother together, so that he could be reared for a deliverer of his nation when otherwise, though he might have been saved from the rushes, he would have been only one more of the God-defying Pharaohs, be cause this Princess Thermutis of the bathing house was the heiress of the crown, and as children of her own, this adopted child Moses would have come to the corona tion. Had there been no Miriam there would have been no Moses. Oh, what a ! garland for faithful sisterhood. For now many a lawgiver and for how many a " r .°’ nod for how many asaint are the church ,"i the world indebted to some good, f aith se“ sacrificing, watchful, brave, godly _ Inp “P from the farm bouse, come up from your inconspicuous home, come up • ‘S? r " t,e ’•nnks of the Hudson and the Pen nt»x>t an ‘ the Savannah and the Mob‘2; a-d nassrsippi, come up and Lt ns look at you, ye Miriams who watched and protected the om who has become the leader in law, or medicine, or merchandise.or art,or science.or . religion. If I should ask these attorneys and I PuysiciaM and merchants and artists and , •“•caanics and successful men in all and trades, who are indebted for early influence and kindly influen -e from a good sist t, or who were heljied in their education an 1 got a prosperous start from such influences—if I should ask such to rise there would be hundreds who would rise. God knows how many of your Greek lexicons and how much of your education was paid for by money that would otherwise have gone to the replenishing of a sister’s wardrobe. The broth er may have sailed out into resounding sphere, but the sister watched him from the banks of privation. Moses was the elder bro ther of the families. Moses and Aaron were brothers. Oh, h 'W much this world owes to the eldest sister. She drives off sometimes more jierils from a brother than Miriam ever drove back water fowl or crocodile from the ark of bull rushes. She ft is who often decides which way the cradle boat shall sail, whether toward the palace, not of a cruel Pharaoh, but of a holy God, and a princess brighter than Thermutis shall lift that brother out of peril, like religion her wavs are ways of pleasant ness and all her paths are paths of peace. Oh, how much the world is indebted to the eldest sister. Born in the family at a time when the means were limited, she had to take part of the cares of the household—holding and carrying around the younger children after awhile, and if there is anything that excites my sympathy It is a little girl, carrying, lugging around a great fat boy, getting her ears boxed because she cannot keep him still. By the time the elder sister has came to young womanhood she is worn out with the cares, and has sacri ficed her attractiveness, perhaps, on the altar of sisterly fidelity, and may be consigned to celibacy. The world may call her some un fair name, but iu heaven they call her Miriam. The two most unfortunate places in the records of births are the first aud the last places—the first because she must toil for the home before they can afford hired help, and the last because she is spoiled as a pet. Among the brightest of the equipages that will sweep through the streets of heaven will be those occupied by sisters who have sacrificed themselves for brothers. They will have the finest of the apocalyptic white horses, and some who looked down upon them on earth will have to stand aside to let them pass as the charioteer cries: “Make way, the queen is coming!” Oh, let not sisters begrudge the care they bestow upon their brothers. It is a very hard thingfor you to think that a boy whom you know as well as you do your brother will ever be anythin? very useful. He may not be a Moses. There is only one of them needed in six thou ■and years. But I will tell you what you. brother will be—either a blessing or a cm-se to society; he will be a candidate either for happiness or for wretchedness. He may not be the de liverer of a nation, but after your father and mother are dead he may be the deliverer of the household. Thousands of houses toslay are kept going by the elder brothers. Estates well invested and yielding comfort able support for the younger members of the family just because the elder broth er had the courage to be a leader when father laid down and died. Do not begrudge the care and the attention, oh, sister,you bestow upon your brother. Whatever you do for your brother will come back to you. If you be ill-natured and unobliging and censorious, all these things will recoil upon you after awhile from and despoiled disposi tion; but if you are patient with his infirmities, and if you set before him a good Christian example, the influence will be reflected back upon you in his splen did behavior in some crisis of life when he would have failed but for you. Do not snub him. Do not tease him. Do not disparage his abilities. Do not speak depreciatingly of his prospects. In many families brothers and sisters think it no harm to tease each other. Sometimes teasing may be pleasur able and only an innocent hilarity, and innocent raillery, but when it makes the eye flash with anger look out. You committed a sin against God, you shall have to answer for on the Judg ment Day. You might better take a bunch of thorns and draw them over your brother’s cheek, or take a knife and run its sharp edge across your brother’s hand until the blood spurts. That would be a damage to the body, but the spirit of teasing, that is the thorn and the knife that scratch and cut the soul. It is the curse of a great many families that the brothers do not think it any harm to tease the sisters, and the sisters do not think it any harm to tease the brothers. Sometimes it is the color of the hair. Sometimes it is the shape of the features. Sometimes it is an affair of the heart. Sometimes it is the revealing of a secret. Sometimes it is a sug gestive look. Sometimes it is a guffaw. Sometimes it is the mere coughing of an “ahem!” Tease, tease, tease. For God’s sake quit it. Christ says that he that hateth his brother is a murderer, and when you tease brother or sister into hate you turn him or her into a murderer or murderess. Moreover, let not jealousy ever take its place in a sister’s soul because brother has more honor, or be cause he comes to more means. Even this heroic and glorious Miriam of my text was strack with this evil passion of jealousy. Sho had in former times had unlimited influence over her brother, and now he got married, and more than that he marries a black woman. He says she is an Ethiopian. The sister is outraged beyond all bounds. First, because he married at all; second, because when he married he committed miscegenation, and she is thrown into a frenzy and then she gets as white as a corpse, and then gets whiter than a corpse, and then she is as white as chalk. In other words, she has the Egyptian leprosy. Then Moses, whom she had wat-hed from the banks of the Nile, by one earnest prayer brings to her restoration. Oh, let not jealousy have any place to sit or staud in a sister’s soul. Your brother’s successes are your successes,his victories, oh, sister, are your victories; for you must remember that while Moses in crossing the Red sea led the vocal music, Miriam, his sister, with two sheets of brass uplifted glittering in the sun, led the instrumental music, clapping the cymbals until the last affirighted neigh of t he Egyptian cavalry horse was smothered in the wave, and the last Egyptian helmet went un der. Oh, brothers aud sisters, stand together, how it strengthens the family; and what awful wreck it makes when there is disin tegration, and brothers and sisters are quar reling over a father’s will, making the sur rogate's court horrible with the clangor. Bet ter if when you were children in the nursery that with your playhouse mallet you had ac cidentally killed each other fighting across the cradle than having come to maturity, and in your nerves and arteries the blood of the same father and mother, you goto fighting each other across the parental grave of the cemetery. Let me say, brothers and sisters, your interests are identical. One of the finest specimens ever seen of a family standing together is the family of the Rothschilds. When Meyer An-elm Rothschild was dying in 1812, he called his sons about his deathbed—Anselm, Solomon, Nathan, Charles, James, and he ma de them there by his death pillow promise that they would always be united on ’Change. The obligation kept, that house became the mightiest commercial force on earth, and when they lifted their sceptre or lowered it, nations rose and fell. Powerful illustration of what a family may achieve if they stand together. But if instead of doing this for a selfish purpose, if instead of doing it for a magnitude of dollars, the family stand together because they want to to be useful and they want to help raise this fallen world, and they want to do good, how grand and glorious. Let the sister do her part and the brother will do his part. If Miriam will wateh her brother from the bank of the Nile, Moses will rescue her when strack with leprous disaster. After your father and mother are dead—and they will be soon, if they have not already made exit— the sist rly and the fraternal tie will be the only ligament that will hold the family together. Have you ever thought of that! Oh, how many reasons for de :p and unfalter ing affection you have, brothers and sisters. Ro. ke 1 in the same cradle, bent over by the same motherly tenderness, toile 1 for by teb same father’s weary arm and aching brow, with a common inheritance of all the family secrets, with a name given you by parents who expected your prosperity and happiness, I charge you. oh, brothers and sisters, be lov ing and kind and forgiving. If the sister will see that the brother never lacks a sympathizer, the brother will see that the sister never lacks an escort Ob, If sisters knew to what terrific and damning tempta tions the brother is subjected in this city fife, they would hardly sleep nights with anxiety for his solvation. Oh, if thev would only by a holy conspiracy of kind word's and gentle attea tious and earnest prayers save his soul from death, and hide a multitude of sins. But just let the sister go off in one direction, in dis cipleship of the world, and let the brother go in the other direction, into dissipation, and they will soon both meet at the iron gate of desjiair, their blistered feet in the hot ashes of a consumed lifetime. What a pity it is that brothers and sisters, though living to gether for years, do not seem to know each other—chiefly cognizant of each other's faults, and not aware of each other’s virtues. General Bauer, of the Russian cavalry, went off from home when very young and joined the army, and the family never hoard of him, and they thought he was dead. After the general had won a large fortune he came with his army end pitched his tents at Humus, his native Elace, and he made a great banquet, and he ivited all the military chieftains, and he in vited also a plain miller and his wife living near by. The miller and his wife came some what affrighted, not knowing but some barm might be done them; but the general put th e miller on one side of him and the miller's wife on the other side of him at the ban quet. Thon the general questioned the miller about his family, and the miller said: “I have two brothersand a sister.” “Well,” said the general, “haven't you any other brother!” “No,” he said, “we had a younger brother but hs wont off many years ago into the army and we haven’t heard of him, and of course he has been dead a long while.’' Then the general said: “Soldiers, I am this man's younger brother that ho has not heard of and who he thought was dead." Oh, what a shout there went up and how warm was the embrace. Now, there are brothel's and sisters here this morning who need an introduction to each other as much as those two did. You do not know each other. The sister thinks the brother is grouty and cross and queer, and the brother thinks the sister is selfish, and proud and unlovely. Both wrong. That brother will yet be a prince in some woman’s eyes; that istar will be a queen in some man’s eyes. That broth er is a magnificent fellow; that sister is a June morning. Come, let me introduce you to each other. Moses, this is Miriam. Mar iam, this is Moses. Add seventy-five per cent, to your appreciation of other, oh, brothers and sisters, and when you kiss good morning, do not put up your cold cheek, wet from the recent washing, as though you did not want your lips to touch in affectionate caress, but let it have all the fondness and cordiality of a lov ing sister's kiss. lam sure I carry with mo this morning the deep emotion of all parents when I say to you, on, brothers and sisters, make yourselves as agreeable to each other as possible, for soon you will part. The years of your boyhood and girlhood will soon be gone, and you will go out to other homes and you will have to fight the battle of life, and there will be deep graves across your pathway, and there will be awful steeps hard to climb, and deep and shadowy ravines through which yon will have to walk. But oh, my God and Saviour, may the journey end where they star toil at father’s and mother’s knee, if indeed they have inherited the kingdom. You know how it was when we were l>oys and girls; we used to rush into father’s house, having been absent all day, and how we would recite the exciting adventures, and they would bo just as much interested in hearing 41s tell the story as we in telling it. And so I suppose at the last we will go up the hillside of heaven, and we will rush up to father and mother and we will recite about this earthly expedition, and they will be glad to see us, and oh, how glad wo will be to see them, and they will say, “come in,” and we will say, “Here we have come, fatherand mother, and we have brought all our children with us.” The old revival hymn described it in glorious repetition: Brothers and sisters there will meet, Brothers and Bisters there will meet, Brothers aud sisters there will meet, Will meet and part no more. I was reading of a lad who stayed at a neighboring farm house on a stormy day listening to some fascinating stories that were being told until it got dark and ho was afraid to go home. I was the more In terested in the incident because it re minded me of a scene in my boyhood. But the lad of whom I was reading had tarried there listening, and after a while it was time to go home, audit was dark, and he asked his comrades to go with him, and they did not dare to go. It was 7 o’clock iu the evening, and it was 8 o’clock, and it was 9 o'clock, but the lad had not gone. When at last ho opened the door the flash of the lightning aud the roar of the thunder overmastered him. But in a few moments after, ho saw a lantern coming, and it was a brother with the lantern coming to fetch him home. He rushed out and joined this brother and he was taken home, aud they were all ready to greet him. and supper had a long while been ready and waiting. So may it be with us when the night of death comes down and our friends canuot go with us, and we dare not go alone, that our brother, our elder brother, the friend that is closer than a brother, shall como out with th ; light of the lantern which shall be the lantern to our feet, take us up to join the loved ones in the heavenly home—the supper all ready, the marriage supper of the Lamb! The Man Who Never Forgot a Face. The passenger who was never known to forget a face sat down beside a freckled young man with a sandy mustache. “Seems to me I’ve seen you before,” said the never-forget-you passenger. “Possibly,” replied the freckled young man, “my name is Smith, of Jone* ville, Mich.” “What! Smith, of .Jonesville." “Yes, John Smith, of Jonesville. Di you ever live in Jonesville?” “Should say I did. Lived there ten years. Knew I had seen you somewhere before. I never forget a face. I knew you as soon as I sot eyes on you. Never forgot a face in my life.” “How long since you left that old town?” “Let me see; it was twenty-seven years last June. That’s a long time, ain't it? Hain’t been back there since, but your face is as fresh in my mind as if it were only yesterday.” “Now this is odd,” said the freckled young man; you haven't been in Jones ville for twenty-seven years. I haven't been out of it for twenty-seven years,and lam just twenty-seven years old. I must have been born the year you left our town. Do you still think you re member me?” “Remember you, lad? Why, I knew you the second I saw you. I was your godfather at your christening, and do you think I would forget a face that was impressed on my mind in so solemn a ceremony as that? No, siree. I never forget a face, young man, never.”— Chicago Heriud. i'lalnly Put. A doctor is called to a man su!>' r g from asthma. His visit is over, i.c is Stopped in the entry by the sir km.", wife. “Well, doctor, what do you think my poor husband?” ‘Reassure yourself, asthma is a pul, ni of longevity.” “But you will cure him of it, woe', you?” CHILDREN’S COLUMN. Wlahiiig. One dny a lonesome hickory-nut, At the top of a wavingtroe. Remarked, “I’d like to live iu a shell. Like a clam Ixmeath the mvx." And just at that time a clam deserved, ’Way down in the tossing sea, “ I’d love to dwell in a hickory -nut At the top of a lofty tree,” Thus both of them wished, and wished, and wished, Till they turned green, yellow, and blue; And that, in truth, is just about what Merc withing is likely to do. —Harper's Young I'eople. Why Nqlrrcl. Cough. Another illustration in Indian logends of the magical production of food is the delightful explanation of the reason why squirrels cough. Manabozho came one day to the lodge of the red-headed woodpecker, and, being invited in, sat down. Now there was nothing for the guests to eat, so the bird flew on the lodge pole, (which was the pole of a tamarack tree), and after a few pecks with his beak, found a crevice, out of which he pulled something, and lo! it was a fine raccoon. This feat ho per formed half a dozen times in succession, and then the squaws camo in and pre pared the feast. Next day the red headed woodpecker returned the visit, and Manabozho, who was not going to be beaten by a bird, had taken care to have a new lodge built round a tamarack tree; so, apologizing, just as the wood pecker had done, for having nothing in the larder, ho hopped up toward the pole, and clinging to it, as he had seen the bird do, began rapping liis nose against the wood. Unable to find any raccoons, he got so angry that he knocked his head too hard against the pole, and fell down on the floor stunned. And the woodpecker went off in a huff. A few days later Manabozho was stnnd at his door, wondering how he could get even with hi- i * .hbor, especially ns it was the depth ol winter and there was nothing but rooks to eat, when ho saw two men carrying a bear. He got into conversation with them and, speaking of his own magical powers, was asked to give an exhibition of them. This he did at once by turning one of the two men into stone. “And now, turn him back into a man,” said the other. “Ohl” said Manabozho, “I cannot do that. I only know the first half of the trick.” Bo the second hunter, unable to drag the bear all by himself, left it at Manabozlio’s door; whereupon that rascal at once in vited all his friends to the great feast, and was prodigiously important and fussy at being able to ask them to come and eat good bear’s meat at a time when everyone was living on roots. But alas! as each one filled his mouth, the bear’s meat turned into ashes, and, one after the other, the guests began coughing as if they were going to choke. The more they ate the worse the coughing grew, and at last the host, in his indignation, turned them into squirrels, and that is why squirrels cough so much.— lngleside, Was It I'ussy’s Fault 1 “Now, pussy, you must do it,” said Essie, stamping her foot. Pussy stood a piece off, wagging her tail angrily, and eyeing the piece of meat in Essie’s hand. “Beg, and you shall have it.” But pussy was obstinate this afternoon, and would not beg. She always looked very cute standing on her hind feet, with her fore paws hanging down so prettily. “If you don’t do it I’ll whip you and shut you in the cellar.” As pussy remained on all fours, Essie caught her up and shipped her several times, then took her to the cellar and shut her in, after which she took the piece of meat out in the kitchen for pussy’s sup per. 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Will th cHh p<-rfcr’ly all klndo of grain, peaa, timothy, fl >x. c.'o V( . r , etc. Send for<lrcnlar, price Hut. •tc, of Thrc-lrt th, Eng nca, Haw Milla and Grain I?<**• and be aurc to ißCDtfon thia paper. wauled. AddreM THE KOPPES MACHINE CO.’ ORRVILLE. O. lOHNSSIifCANUDYNE tMTCITHEB - Diphtheria. Croup, An'linui, Bronchitis, Neuralgia. Bheumettam, Blooding at ♦>!»• ». mjcw, Hosrsenefla. Influensa. Kackii g Oonfth. Whooping Cough, Catarrh, Cholera Morbus, Dyueptory, Chronio IMarrbrua, KiHney Troubles, and Hpinal Diseaues. Pamphlet free. Dr. I. E. Johnson Ac Co.rßoston, Maas. PARSONS’"S PILLS These pills were a wonderful discovery. No others Hkc ntn tbe world, Wil’ positJvelv cure or relieve ail manner of disease. The information a. ound c.u n nvx ii worth tan times the cort or a box of pills. Find out about them and you will always be thankful. G.ifipill a ’ lustrated pamphlet irr/-. Hold eve- ywhere, or sent g. HU- 2<x>. instumps. Dy. 1. fl. JOHNSON /fc JO. ft. ’ 'ton. alLiiO Ln! s&'i- .-y- Bjkl evr.rywbeie, or sent ri.vd io. cauls in utamptt. 2 X-4 U>. sir-tight tin otuis. £1 s bynv. '■ - oy ox proa i, proptud, tor DM. X. A. uOHNSuri a CO.. --' VJT s oi>J !! N« Ralibinij! No Karkache! No Sore Pilgers! Warrantetf not to thff Clothe, Aak your <>rover for It. 1f ho cannedanp ply you, one enku w ill be tnai'» d fhff. on receipt offlixtwocent mt a nip* for pvaiage. A beautiful nlne-coloro<l ‘‘Chromo’’ with three.Wro. Deal er* and Grocers flliouhl wrile for |.articnlarf C. A. SHODDY & SON, HOCKFCHD, XL.X.. PAINT 1 0 examine V'Sf'lSNx ' ' V-lty WEIHERILL'S Artistic Designs '' '' X < ' l ' l ’'“‘■hh’ii'd rfSKr Hona<‘S,QiieenAnne J UdwMa Cottages, Suburban Reuid<-n<’ea,etc.,col / ' ored to match f Vshades of Nt and showing tho f Inb'Nt and most es- feet ive combination _ WK k of colora in hoiiao painting. your dealer has not o f every got our portfolio, auk him raekw r to si'nd to us for one. You S canthen see exactly how 'ATLAS’ l w your house will appear READY- \ *■ a when finished. Mixm \ 1\ 3 Do this and use “Atlas” mist i Ready-Mixed Paint and in- rAiw l \ J Bure yourself satisfaction, to Rim latte \ our Guarantee, faction, *n<l A C-t-A _ I 31/1 Geo.D.Wetherlll&Co. 1 E 7 S?>. WHITE LEAD and PAINT “r'i". 1 1 MANUFACTURERS, S 56 North Front Bt. jjy philada. PA t-THE-" AWRENGE PURE LINSEED OIL n MIXED TAINTS READY FOR USE. The Rent Palut Made. Guaranteed to contain no water, benzine, buryt.es, chemicals, rubber •sbeatoM, robin, gloss oil, or other similar adulterations. A. full gunrfiiitea on every package and directions for use, so that any one not a practical painter can use|L Handsome sample cards, showing 88 beautiful shades, mailed free on application. If not kept by your dealer, write to us. Be careful to ask for “THE LAWRENCE PAiNTI,” and do not tako any other said to be M as food M Lawrence’s.” W. W. LAWRENCE k CO.,'! PITTNURGH, PA. DURKEE’S ——— - X fe CELERY U -.W i POSSESSING ' COMPLETE ' FLAVOR OF,THE PLANT gMIGAI) ■spices DRESSING * Sf FLAVORING ■£. 4 EXTRACTS I® BAKING POWDER JU ■ Genuine india WRRY POWDER '■.III. f,/