Newspaper Page Text
DR. TiLSJGE'S SERMON.
MOTHERHOOD.
Rev. Dr. Talmage preached in St. Lottis on
hi, way homo from a Western trip, the
twelfth of his -aries of sermons on •‘The Mar
r.ago Hing." Its subject was •‘Motherhood.”
Mr. Talmage took for his text:
■ Moreover his mother made him a little
coat, and brought it to him from year to
vear, when she came up with her husband to
offer the yearly sacrifice.” —1 Samuel ii.. 19.
“The stories of Deb >rah and Abigail are
▼ery apt to discourage a woman's soul,” he
said. “Hannah was the wife of Elkanah,
who was a person very mach like herself—
unrouiantie and plain, never having fought a
battle or Leen the subject of a marvelous es
cape. Neither of them would have been
called a genius. Just what you and I might
be that "as Elkanah and Hannah.
• The brightest time in all the history of
that family was the birth of Samuel Al
though no star rau along the heavens pointing
down to his birthplace, I think the angels ot
God stooped at the coming of so wonderful a
prophet.
“As Samuel had been given in answer to
prater. Elkanah and all his family, save
Hannah, -tarted up to Shiloh to offer sacri
fices of thanksgiving. The cradle where the I
child slept was altar enough fur Hannah's I
grateful heart, but when the boy was old !
she took him to Shiloh and took three bullocks
and »" ephah of flour and a bottle of wine, and I
made offering of sacrifice unto the Lord, and
there, according to a previous vow, she left
him, fcr there he was to stay all the days of
his life and minister in the temple.
“Years rolled on. and every year Hannah
niaiio with her own hand a garment for
Samuel and took it over to him. The lad
would have got along well without that gar
ment, fcr I suppose be was wel clad by the
ministry of the temple; but Hannah could
not Im contented unless she was all the time
doing something for her darling boy. ‘More
ovci his mother made him a little coat and
brought it to him from year to year, when
she came up with her husband to offer the ■
yearly sacrifice.’ • *«.
■Hannah stands before you, then, in the
first place, as an industrial mother. There
was no need for her to work. Elkanah, her
husband, was far from poor. He belonged
to a distinguished family; for the Bible tells
us that he was the son of Jeroboam, the son
of Flihu, the son of John, the sou of Zuph. ,
‘•Who were they f” you say. Ido not know;
but they were distinguished people, no doubt, :
or their names would not have been men- .
tioned. Hannah might have seated horse It
with her family, and, with folded arms and
dishevelled hair, read novels from year to
year, if there had l>een any to read; but when
I see her making that garment, and taking it
over to Samuel, 1 know she is industrious from |
principle as well as from pleasure. God would
not have a mother become a drudge, or a
slave; he would have her employ all the helps ,
posable in this day in the rearing of her
children. But Hannah ought never to be
ashamed to be fouud making a coat for
Samuel. . ..
‘ Most mothers need no counsel in this ai
rect'iou. The wrinkles on their brow, the
pal’or ou their cheek, the thimble-mark on
their tinge:- at'est that they are faithful in
their maternal duties. The bloom and the
brightness and the vivacity of girlhood have
given place for the grander dignity and use
fulness and industry of motherhood. But
there is a heathenish idea getting abroad in
some of the families of Americans; there
are mothers who banish themselves from the I
home circle. For three-fourths of their ma
ternal duties they prove themselves mcom-
Setrnt Thev are ignorant of what their chil
ren wear, and what their children eat, and
what their children read. They intrust to
irresposHile persons these young immortals, ,
and allow them to be under influences which
inav cripp’e their bodies, or taint their
purity, or spoil their manners, or destroy 1
their souls. , „
"Who are the industrious men in all our
occupations and professions) Uho are they
managing the merchandise of the world,
building the walls, tinning the roofs, weaving .
the carpet.-, making the laws, governing the
nations, making the earth to quake and heave
and rem and rattle with the tread of gigantic
enterprises; Who are they? For the most
par: tin y des ended from industrious moth
ers who, in the old homestead, used to spin
their own vain, and weave theirown carpets,
and plait their own door-mats, and flag their
own chu is and do their own work. The
stalwart men and the influential women of
this day, ninety-nine out of a hundred of
them, came from such an illustrious ancestry
of hal'd knuckles and homespun.
“And who are these people in society, light
as froth, blown every whither of temptation
and fashion: the peddlers of filthy stories,
the dam tig-jacks of political parties, the
scum of society, the tavern-lounging, the
store-infesting, the men of low wink and
filthv chuckle and brass breastpins and rotten
associations' For the most part they come
from mot hers idle and disgusting, the scandal
mongers of society, going from house to
hou-e, attending to everybody's business but
their own, believing in witches and ghosts
and hon-t ioes to keep the devil out of the
churn, and by a godless life 'setting their
children 1 n the very verge of hell. The
mothers of Samuel Johnson and of Alfred the
Great and of Isaac Newton and of St.
Augustine and ot Richard Cecil and of Presi
dent Edwards, for the most part, were in
dusuiouii hard-working mothers.
‘‘Agait. Hannah stands before you as an
intelligent mother, From .the way in which
she talked in this chapter, and fre m the way
she managed this boy, you know sue was in
telligent. There are no persons in a commu
nity who need to be so wise and well in
formed as mothers.
“Oh, h<-w much care and intelligence are
necessary in the rearing of children! But in
this day. when there are so many books on
the subje t, no parent is excusable in being
ignorant . i the test mode of bringing up a
child. If parents knew more of dietetics
there would not be SO many dyspeptic stom
aehes and weak nerves and in ompetent liv
ers among children. If parents knew more
of physiology there would not be so many
curved -ipiue.--, and cramped chests, and in
flamed throats, and diseased lungs, as there
are among children. If parents knew
more ot art and were in sympathy with al
that is lieautiful there would not be so many
children inning out in the world with boor
ish proi-bvities. If parents knew more of
Chri-t and pra-ticed more of his religion
there would not bo so many little feet already
starting on the wrong road, and all around
us voice-: of riot and blasphemv would not
conn up with such testacy of infernal tri
umph
''Again, Hannah stands before yon as a
Christian mother. From her prayers and
from the way she consecrated he - boy to God
I know the was good. A mother may have
the finest ulture, the most brilliant sur
roundings. but she is not fit for her duties
Unless sb< fie a Christian mother. There may
be well-read libraries in the house, and ex
flu'jdte music in the parlor, and the canvas
or Ihi in t artists adorning the walls, and the
war Irotie tie crowded with tasteful apparel,
ana tin ■ hildren be wonderful for their
at’a:i;ii, ( l-~ and make the house ring with
laughter and innocent mirth, but there is
•one-thing woeful looking in that house if
>t be not also the residence of a Christian
mother
I ndred and twentv r-lorgyme-i were ,
‘Y 6l "* l ', and they were telling their exi-eri- ■
' 1 ancestry; and of the 120 elergy
men l« many of them do you suppose a.s
agnei- u- the means of their conversion the
mnneuu <f a Christian mother' One huu-
K 11 Philip Doddridge was
t> 1 , lio d by the Scripture lesson on
the I'utet tiles °f a chimney fireplace. The
s h e i-s only rocking a child,
& " !‘be same time she may be rocking the
he. ■ " £t? t,ons ' rocking the glories of
■ if , '’” 11 -he same maternal power that may
.. tin child up may press a child down.
'mughter came toa worldly mother and
” ' s -' anxious about her sins and she
"'* ll Ikying all night. The mother said:
inr T* • P ra y‘ n = ! I don't believe in pray
“K- bit over all these religious notions and
I’ll give yon a dress that, will cost >SOO, and
vou may wear it next week tv that party",
The daughter took the dress, and she moved
in the gay circle the gnvestof all the gay that .
night, and sure enough all religious impresoicms
were gone, nnd she stopped 1 raying. A few
■ mi nths after she came to die, an 1 in
her closing moments said, "Mother. 1
i I wish yon would bring me that dress
that co t Ki'Xi.” The moth r thou .’lit it a very
strange request. but she brought it to pieuse
the dying chil l. ‘Now,’ said the daughter,
•metier, hang that dress on the foot of my
bed,’and the dr<--s was hung th-'—' on the
foot of the bod. Then ihe dying girl got up
on one elbow and looked at her mother, and
t hen pointed to the dress, and said: ‘Mother,
that dress is the price of my soul!’ Oh,
what a momentous thing it is to boa mother!
“Hannah stanls before you the rewarded
mother. For all the coats she made forSam
ual, for all the prayers she offered for him,
for the discipline exerted over him, she got
al undant compensation in the piety and the
usefulness and the popularity of hereon Sam- I
uel: and that is true in all ages. Every
mother gets full pay for all the prayers and
tears in behalf other children.”
Concluding. Mr. Talmage said: “Lookout
for the young man who speaks of his father
as ‘ the governor,’ ‘the squire,’ or the ‘old
chap.’ Look out for the young woman who
calls her mother her'maternal ancestor.’ or
the‘old woman.’ ‘Theeye that mocketh at
his father and refuseth to obey his mother,
the ravens of the valley shall pick it out, and
the young eagles shall eat it.”
Gunning for a Dog.
A Detroiter who was skirmishing along
the River Rouge the other day with a
gun met a farmer and a dog on the road
near the Woodmere cemetery, and as the
two men stopped to speak the dog ran
down the highway about twenty rods,Bat
up on end and began to bark.
“What’s the matter with your dog?’
asked the sportsman.
“Oh. nothing. He’s simply getting
readv.”
“What for?”
“For you to shoot. Whenever any of
you folks come gunning around here t
set him up at twenty rods for a quarter a j
shot.”
“You do, eh? Well, you can say good
by to him at once, for I’ll kill him at the !
first shot. Here’s your quarter.”
“Off-hand shot, you know?”
“Os course.”
The sportsman got ready, and the far
mer chewed away at at twig and gently
whistled “.Mollie Darling.” The rifle
cracked, the smoke flew away, and the
dog frisked around in high glee.
‘‘Better try another,” suggested tba 1
farmer.
“111 do it! I’ll try a hundred! Here’s
a dollar, and that dog has seen the last
spring break-up!”
It was a repeating rifle the man bads
and he blazed away again and again un
til he had tired the four shots. The dog
chased his tail around a circle, and the
farmer said:
, “Mebbe it isn’t your day for shooting,
you know?”
“Mebbe it isn’t, but here’s another dol
lar !”
He cracked away another four times,
and as the last shot rang out the dog
came toward him on a trot, ears cocked
up and eyes looking around for rabbit
tracks.
“Well, I guess Imust be joggin’ along,”
said the farmer, “I'm very much
obleeged for—”
“Not by a blame sight!” shouted the
hunter. “I’ve got $5 left, and I’ll blow
every cent of it in on that pup! Send
him back!”
“Stranger, the limit on this game is
two and a quarter. You’ve struck hard
pan.”
“I’ll give you fifty cents a shot.”
“Not to-day. In fact, John Henry
won’t stand over nine shots without
bolting.”
“Say a dollar a shot!” shouted the
hunter.
“Can’t do it. I’m making eighteer
shillings a day off that dog, and I don’t
want to play dirt on him. If you are
down this way to-morrow whistle for me
and mebbe I’ll raise ye.r bluff. Come,
John Henry.”
“Five dollars a shot!” desperately
shouted the hunter.
“Not at present. Come out to-mor
row. Come heeled to shoot all day.
Good-bye, stranger!”— Detroit Free Press.
“ Professional.” I
The following story leaked out this
morning on a prominent railroad man,
who lives on the south side of Bag
street.
Last evening this railroad ticket agent
was standing in front of the Park theatre,
looking with longing eyes at the people
who were going into the show.
Suddenly one of the St. James hotel
musicians passed him on the steps, and
the railroad man heard the musician
say to the doorkeeper: “Profession.”
“What?” replied the d. or keeper; “St.
' James bund.” “Pass,” replied the door
keeper.
All this the railroad man took in, when
suddenly the idea struck him that he,
too, might get a pass.
Pulling down his vest and clearing his
throat the railroad man “waltzed” up to
the doorkeeper, and putting on a “Ko-
Ko-like” expression, winked at the ticket
man, and, in a most indifferent fashion,
drawled out, “Piofes«ion.” “What?”
This was a s tagger, as the iailroader had
not thought of what kind of a show he
should have said he belonged to. “Well
—ah —” stuttered the railroad man, “I
nn a professional liar.” at length he
blurted out in desperation. “Pass the
gentleman in,” yelled the doorkeeper,
and in he went.— Jacksonville Union.
Love's Young Dream.
A student of the university of Texas
met Kosciusks Murphy on the street.
“You seem to be in a wonderfal good
humor to-day. Did you get the medal
this week for good behavior!” remarked
Kosciusko.
“lamina good humor. Let me tell
you something in confidence, in strict
confidence.”
“All right. Propel.”
“Miss Birdie McGinnis asked me for
my photograph day before yesterday.”
“Pshaw! That’s nothing new. She
told me about it yesterday evening. She
has got a stupid servant girl, who'can’t
distinguish one face from another. Miss
Birdie gave your picture to the servant
girl, so that she will be sure to tell you
that her mistress is not at home when you
call. Miss Birdie told me th it was the
only way to keep you out of the house."
—Texas Siftings. .
AN ENGINEER S STORY
His Strange Passenger on a
Southern Railroad.
Au Incident of the War in Which a Prom
inent Confederate Figured
Over in Jersey City one Jay last week,
says “Halstou" in the New York Times,
two or three locomotive engineers sat
talking over strange experiences, and
this was the story that one of them told:
“I was a young man working on a South
ern railroad as « fireman when the war
broke out. Before the war was over I
got an engine of my own; but before I
was regularly promoted the engineer of
my train fell sick all of a sudden and I
was ordered to take the engine out my
self. I shipped a brakeman to do my fir
ing, and started away at G o'clock in the
morning, pulling otre passenger and
half a dozen freight cars. There wasn't
any fighting along my liue, but there was
a deal of bad feeling everywhere, and
lo.s of lawless deeds were being commit
ted. The track on this- road had been
torn up in two places only » week before,
and there was a good bit of talk about
trainwreckers and the like. At about 8
o'clock at away station I got a telegram
from headquarters to drop all my cars
and hurry right on to the end of the line
with only my locomotive and tender. It
»as a queer order, but Ii knew that it
was official and I made ready to obey or
ders, when a little man with a brown
slouch hat, who did not look as if he
weighed over a hundred pounds, climbed
up into the cab and said to me that he
wished I would let him ride in there
with me, he was so anxious to-go forward
as far as he could. I told liim that my
orders were to let nobody ride, and ex
plained that I didn’t think I could let
him go. ‘Don’t you expeet me?’ he
asked. I told him I didn't. ‘lt will be
all right,’ he insisted, but when I asked
him what was his name and what was
his business he couldn’t be induced to
tell me. ‘Then it’s all up,’ said I; ‘l’ll go
right along without you.’ Then ho sug
gested that he was willing to pay me
well for letting him remain aboard, but I
wasn’t taking any chances, and I told
him so. I was only waiting till my fire
man attended to some business that he
had gone down the track about, and then
1 was going to shoot ahead and leave
everybody behind. You ought to have
seen the sparks in that little man’s eye.
‘You needn’t wait for your helper,’ he
said in that kind o’ quiet tone that had a
whole battlefield in its very quietness.
‘You needn’t wait for yonr fireman. I’ll
do his work. Go ahead!” I looked at him,
wondering whether or not he was crazy,
when he calmly took out a shiny pistol and
tapped gently on one of the brass roils of
the cab seat, and he repeated once more,
‘Go ahead!’ I was knocked cleanout.
What could the stranger mean? That
sparkle in his eye grew brighter and
and brighter, and seemed fairly to dance
like a diamond under the sun. ‘Do you
understand?’ he inquired in the quiet
tone that pierced me like a bullet. ‘Go
ahead, Isay.’ I went ahead. On, ou,
and ou we dashed, through the fields
and forests and by the villages, stopping
nowhere, my passenger—l felt that he
was a madman—ke ping a close watch
on me all the while. I was scared. That
pistol was still in his hand, and like the
little hand of a watch its rat-a-tat-tat on
the brass rod kept counting off the sec-
1 onds and the minutes till 1 grew almost
j crazy myself, I was rattled. A sort of
film kept coming before my eyes. He said
not one word, but I felt that his scarch-
I ing gaze was on me all the while. And
finally I could stand it no more. There
was a rush of blood to my head, I stag
, gered and fell—with the town I was
bound for just in sight. What I remeni
. her next was a buzz of voices oy-?r me a
I lay in a doctorln office. Aside fjOITi '!
nervous shigifc ] had suffered nothing.
, fffy cngl'uc had brought me into town all
right, nnd had come to a i alt at the sta
, tion as gently and aimably as anv old
family horse. The man who had rode
down with me had known enough to
govern her, but he had waited at the
depot after arriving only Jong enough to
1 tell a bystander that I was in need of
help in on the engine’s floor. A week
after I learned the reason for the strange
order that had been given me to hurry on
( with my locomotive and no cars, and I
I learned too the name and the mission of
my jiassenger. A telegraph operator had
blundered. My dispatch should have
! read a ‘Take on little man with brown
slouch hat; drop all cars and rush for
ward with no stops.’ The operator had
carelessly left off the first phrase about
•the little man with brown slouch hat,’
and given me only the last part of the
order. The man? He was Alexander
H. Stephens, and he had important war
information—information that he had
been willing to trust to nobody else. He
apologized to me afterward for his strung
•cti'ms, 1/ut he said he felt that only in
such away could he ever manage to make
me go on, for he didn’t know what the
real text of my orders was and he was
afraid to ask for fear that he might find
me either unfriendly or untrustworthy.
Those were days when everylxxly was
suspected, you know.”
The United States raised
b’-ashels of oats last year.
How Some Artl«to Live.
One con live cheaply or the reverse fn
New York, as Leander Rich: rdson shows.
He relates the fact that many unmarried
artists have rooms opening out of theii
studios making arrangements for the
sweeping, washing and all that sort of
thing with the janitors of the buildings
in which their quarters are situated. The
milkman comes in the morning and leaves
his little bottle of he best milk, the bak
er comes around with the muffins and the
janitor's boy runs out to get the other
supplies for the day. When the man in
the house is- ready for his breakfast, he
goes and cooks it, and there isn'tk
anybody to find fault with for making
the coffee too strong or doing the steak
too much. One of the profession who
makes- a large inline was found im
mersed in the duties of the kitx’hen, and
apparently enjoying himself. He was
covered over with a large white apron,»
and his sleeves were rolled np above his
elbows displaying a pair of brawny and ,
well-shaped arms, while in his mouth
was the regulation- artist’s black pi|>e.
At that particular instant he was finish
ing up the luncheon, which a.few min
utes later the party sat down to demolish.
It was a vary nice affair, consisting of
consomme in cups, broiled oysters, a ten
der fillet of beef, blank coffee, cheese and
hard crackers. At Delmonioo’s it would
have cost or $3. In the artist’s little
suite of rooms the total outlay was less
than fifty cents, and the host, who has a
genuine liking for the preparation of eat
ables, en joyed the pleasure of doing the
cooking beside. Richnixlson says furth
er:
I was surprislied to hear my artistic
friend tell the other day how many peo
ple of high and low degree live in this
way in New -York. He declared that
three out of five of the painters car
ried on this existence ,ih-a more or less
modified form, some of them keeping a
servant to run errands and do die menial
part of the Housekeeping, while many
others did it all themselves. Some of
have them elaborately gotten np flats in
which they live in great style, but the bulk
of them carry on their existence in sets of
rooms opening out of theie studios.
That, however, is not a'fair example of
the bohemiaa> sort of thing at its best in
New York. Eben Plympton, the actor,
used to run a pleasant little flat down in
Twenty-ninth street, where he delighted
in inviting his friends and (treating them
to luncheons, dinners or suppers of his
own preparation. I never could bring
rayself to think Eben a good actor, but
they do say he is a firsb-class cook, and
perhaps that is the direction in which
hi: genias lies. At any rate, his
rooms were the resorb of lots of people
who know what good eating is, and who
always appeared to be very glad, indeed,
to have an invitation to a feast made
ready by their host himself. Hillary
Belt, a well-known ' painter who diversi
fies his jirofcssional career by writing a
portion of the time for newspapersand
magazines, also lives by himself, doing
all his own cooking and oftentimes enter
taining his friends. He was telling me
the other day how in the early days of
his career, when he used to be sometimes
hard up for money, he found he could
live in really excellent style upon this I
system nt a total outlay of about $3 a
week—tins amount, of course, covering
only the cost of the raw materials and
not including rent. So it will I e seen
that a man who enjoys puttering around
nt cooking and nil that kind of thing
may combine thorough pleasure with
complete economy.
Grew Rich on Rat-Traps.
John McMahal, a year ago, lived in a
desolute little shanty near Twenty sixth
street. His subsistence was obtained by
the labor of his two daughters and the
sale of some little nit-traps which lie.
made, Finally lie v. :i- tnken sick anti
■ was an it'Vtilid. MS W"ll .- old and weak
and destitute. Dr. S <n. : , ‘T Woody at
tended him, and on his-recovery obtained
a passage to Chicago for the three.
Nothing was heart! of him again until
/-"vcral davs ago, when a well dreso-d
man aflri two handsome young ladies
called at Dr. Woody's office on We t
W alnut street. The trio proved to be
McM his daughters. As
the old man shook I’benefactor
by the hand he told, in
-tory of his good fori tine, ffe h.'l J? wll
f Hind employment in Chicago, and 1, ‘WI
so far recovered his health as to be able
to earn a good living. One thy he met a
wealthy gentleman and exhibited his
little trap, on which he liad applied fora '
patent. The following day a firm of
which tiie wealthy man was a member,
bought the invention for $5,0011 cash and
als per cent, royalty. He returned to
Louisville several days ago, and has rent
el a neat little cottage near the scene of
his former misery. I,'inisrille (.'o'lriei-
Journal.
Satisfied With the Assertion.
Wife—“ The larder is empty.”
Husband “So is iny pocket liovk.”
Wife—“ The coal is gone,”
Husband “So is my credit."
Wife ‘'We have no flour in the IXMsrq”
Hihlhiikl “Arxi I have no-money J*
Wife (ewpliatieally;—“Well we can'll
starve.”
Hii“l>and(relieved)- ‘ Thank- goodness'.
I was afraid we should- hti-.c to.”— Doster*
Beaeon.
TMNCOffIIUMBLE
The Most Perfect Instrument & World.
Used Exclusively at the
“Grand Conservatory of music,”
OF NEW YORK.
Endorsed by all Eminent Artists,
rOIF PHICXB ! EAS Y TERMS !
AUGUSTUS BAUS & CO., m fßs
Warerooms. 58 W, 23d St. New York.
TM» Wash
Board la mada
of OKI SOLID
BHBET OI
HEAVY VOBBU
GATED ZINC,
which produce*
a double- faced
board of the
beat quality and
durability. The
fluting ia very
deep, holding
more water, and
conaequently
djoirg bettei
washing than
any waah board
in the market.
The frame ia 1
made of hard
wood, and held
I together with au
iron bolt run
ning through a
j
of the r.in<‘,thun
b 1n d i a g the
whole tog.-tb.r
In .h.mnat >uh
in tuc ino.t ...I.
Btantialmanner,
and producing a
wash board which for economy,excellence and dur
ability is unquestionably the beat iu the world.
W« And so many dealers that object to our board
•n account of its IIIRABILITT, aaying “It will
last too long, we can never sell a euatomer but
one.” We lake this moans to adviso consumers to
IIHSIN'I' upon having the
NORTH STAR WASH BOARD.
THE BENT IN THK CHEAPESI.
■anafactured by PFANSCHMIDT, DODGE & CO.,
2«8 & 230 Waet Polk St., Chicago, 111.
Are the Finest in the Worlfl.
These Extracts never vary.
SUPERIOR FOR STRENGTH, QUALITY,
PURITY, ECONOMY, ETO.
Made from Selected Frelti and Spioei.
Insist cm having Bastine’s Flavors
AND TAKE NO OTHERS.
SOLD BY ALL GROCERS.
EASTIUE & CO.,
41 Warren St., New York.
theORRVILLE
CHAMPION COMBINED
Grain Thresher Clover Holler.
Acknowledged by '■'brceberii.cn to bo
The JESLiiig;!,
Remember we make the only Twvo-f'yliiid®*
Crain Thresher ami Clover Blullcr that
will do the work of two sepwrattf mru mnes. Ino
Clover Ilullrr ia notn nimplc attn'lnnent but
a separate hullio” cylinder constmeh-d and ooerw
• i»d upon tbo ni'ft approved acientlftc principles.
Hus Aic widest capacity 1,1 ul"
In the market. ■» light, com l>'“
MMfE but <>n<s belt Bild
power and Imlm fewer
shnn nnv oilier maehine. Ms almpio
?<?i£tr K «ietion that it Ueasily under-
Ltood. Will thrwh p-iteclly all "•
T 2'R koppes machine co.
,h “ ORRVILLE, O.
MHONWNE
Hoarseness. Influcnsa, Haoking Couah. Whooping Cough, Catarrh. Chpiers. -sun ic Co.Fßoston,
Diarr-h"! r. Kidney Trouble*, undßpirial Diseases. Pamphlet free. Dr. I. ti. Jor.
PARSONS’ SSPII’S
These pill* vure a wonderful discovery. Ho other* like'Bcm in the world. Wil! positively o- - o ?
relieve all manner of disease. The information around each box Im worth ten times the cost of a bo..
niiis. Find out about them and yon will always be thanKfal. Ono pill a dose. Illustrated pamphi
irfjn StoUt everywhere, or sent by mail for M's, in stamps. Dr. I. B. JOhNBON ffc 00.. 22 C.H. Ht-- Boston,
ftenefan** C f ond«f iOn— —'— »1— ■■ ■■ M W iw^9. ttuu| ». eartjk
■■MAKE HENS LAIBb
N« Robbing! No Barkarhe I No Sore Fingers!
VFarrantftd not to l9\f:iro th* Clothe*
A«k your Grocer for It* If he cannot sup*
ply you, one cake will be msbrd riuißon receipt
of six two cent stamp* for postage. A beautiful
nine-colored •‘Chromo” with three bars. Deal
•rm and Grocers should write for particulars
C. A. SHOUOY & SON,
ROCKFORD. XX.X..
YOU
PAINT
VvCKh • examine
V Z WETHERILL’S
Fortfol io of
Artistic Designs
Old Fash loued
Houses,QneenAnno
Cottages, Suburban
Residences, etc., col •
/ --Xl t o m a t c h
Z shades of
«nd «howing th*
latest nn.l most es-
Wdy.feetivecombination
of color, in bouao
painting.
Ifyour dealer ha, not
•t.r.rr got our portfolio, ask him
A to semi to us for one. You
•tour I ...... then «eo exactly bow
‘ATLAS’I * tS your house will appear
READY- V W When finished.
Mivvn \ HV 1 Do this am! use “Atlu”
Ts.Jt \ T flaady-Mlxod Palntan.l In-
raiai I*’** j sure yourself satisfaction.
••iq-XTSB L'-Q *<-oee ourtluarautoo.
faction, an<t 1 p .
K’Hr 11 (flGeo.D.WetherillACo.
»(..», .»a \ f fa,WHITE LEAD and PAINT
| MANUFACTURERS,
/ Id North Front Bt.
PHILAD'A. P*.
Kawrenge
PURE LINSEED* OIL ,
n MIXED
mNTS
READY FOR USE.
«r* The Beat Paint Made*
Guarantsed to contain no w*tar v
benzine, barytes, chemicals, rubber
asbestos, rosin, gloss oil, or other
similar adulterations.
A. full guarantee on every package
and directions for use, so that
one not a practical painter can Ult I*.
Handsome sample cards, showing
88 beautiful shades, mailed free on
application. If not kept by your
dealer, write to us.
Be careful to aaklor ‘‘THE LAWRENCE PAINTS,**
and do not take any other aald to ba " aa good M
Lawrence's.”
.W. W. LAWRENCE & 00..1
PITTfIBtIKGH, PA.
DURKEE'S
11' I POSSESSING THE
COMPLETE
’ FLAVOR 0F THE PLANT
IffiKl G A u NTLE And
fl SPICES
Wmhstarq
DRESSJNt; "
/ FLAV O RING®;
EXTRACTS W
BAKING POWDER
chSlencebauce ®
MEATS. FISHBc
GENUINE INDIA W®
•CURRY POWDER