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BEV. DR. TALMAGE.
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUN
DAY SERMON.
Subject: “Th© Swelling of Jordan."
Text: u lf thou hast run with the footmen,
und they hare wearied thee, then how canal
thou contend with horses? and if in the land
v s fHtiee. wherein thou tmstedst. they wearied
thee, then how wilt thou do in the swelling of
.A.nianr’*—Jeiviuiah xii.. 5.
Not in a petulant, but in kindly terms I
must complain that a wrong has been done
hit an< 1 the cause of honest journalism by a
nrrMbhd sermon that is going the rounds of
hundreds of papers with ni v name appended;
a sermon entitled: “Frauds Detected;” text,
Numbers. Ch. 32, v. 23: “But if ye will not
do s>, behold, ye have sinned against the
| x .rd; and lie sure your sin w ill find you out. - ’
Notone sentence of that pretended sermon
did 1 preach. If this were the only offense
<»f the kind I would not speak of it. Such a
fraud is not only a wrong to me but to the
gentlemen who, at these tables, Sabbath by
Sabbath, take accurate report of what is said
and done; and is a gross wrong to the two
thousand newspapers which give my sermon
in full to their readers, and often at great ex
pense to themselves. The only fault I have
to find with the newspaj»er press of this coun
try is that they treat me too well. But I
<-ahnot be mane responsible for entire ser
mons, not one won! of which did I preach I
But now I turn from personal explanation to
the more important subject of the text.
Jeremiah had become impatient with his
troubles. Clod says to him: “If you cannot
stand these small trials and persecutions, what
an- you going to do when the greater trials
and persecutions come' If you have been
running a race with footmen and they have
beaten you. what chance is there that you
will outrun horses?” And then the figure is
changed. You know, in April and May, the
Jordan overflow's its banks, and the waters
rush violently on, sweeping everything before
them. And God says to the prophet: “If
you are overcome with smaller trials and
vexations which have assaulted you, what
will will you do when the trials and annoy
ance and jversecutions of life come in a
freshet?” “If in the land of pea<*e wherein
thou trustedst, they wearied thee, then how
wilt thou do in the swelling of Jordan?”
I propose, if God will help me, in a very
practical way to ask, if it is such a difficult
thing to get along without the religion of Je
sus Christ, when things are comparatively
smooth, what will we do without Christ amid
the overpouring misfortunes and disasters of
life that may come upon us? If troubles,
slow as footmen, surpass us w hat will we do
when they take the feet or horses? And if
now in our lifetime we are beaten back and
submerged of sorrows because we have not
the religion of Jesus to comfort us, w hat will
we do when we stand in death, and we feel
all around about us “the swelling of Jordan?”
The fact that you have come here,my brother,
my sister, shows that you have some
things you believe in common with
myself. You believe that there is a God.
There is not an Atheist in all this house. I
do not believe there ever was a real Atheist
in all the world. Napoleon was on a ship’s
deck bound for Egypt. It was a bright
starry night, and as he paced the deck, think
ing of the great affairs of the Shite and of
the battle, ne heard two men on the deck in
conversation about God; one saying there
was a God and the other saying there was
none. Napoleon stopped and looked up at
the starry heavens, and then he turned to
these men in conversation, and said: “Gentle
men, I heard one of you say there was no
God; if there is no God, will you please to tell
me who made all that?” Ay, if you had not
been persuaded of it before, you are
persuaded of it now • for the shining heavens
declare the glory of God and the earth shows
His handiwork. But you believe more than
that; you Lielieve that there was a Jesus; you
believe that there was a Cross; you believe
that you have an immortal soul; you believe
that it must be regenerated by the spirit of
God ; or you can never dwell in bliss eternal.
I think a great many of you will say that you
believe it is important to have the religion of
Jesus Christ every day of our life, to smooth
our tempera and purify our minds, and hold
us imperturbable amid all the annoyance and
vexations of life. You and I have seen so
many men trampled down by misfortunes
tiecause they had no faith in Jesus, and you
say to yourself: “If they were so easily
overcome by the trials of life, w’hat will
it be when greater misfortunes come
upon them heart-breaking calamities, tre
mendous griefs?” Oh, if we have no God
to comfort us when our fortune goes, and we
look upon the graves of our children, and our
houses are desolate, w hat will become of us?
What a sad thing it is to see men, all un
helped of God, going out to fight giants of
trouble; no closet of prayer in which to re
treat, no promise of mercy to soothe the soul,
no rock of refuge in which to hide from the
blast. Oh, when the swift coursers of trouble
are brought up, champing and panting for
the and the reins are thrown upon their
necks, and the lathered Hanks at every spring
feel the stroke of the lash, what can we do on
foot with them? How can we compete with
them? If, having run w ith the footmen, they
wearied us. how can we contend with horses?
We have all yielded to temptation. We
have been surprised afterward that so small
an inducement could have decoyed us from
the right. How insignificant a temptation
has sometimes captured our soul! And if
that is so, my dear brother, what will it be
when we come to stand in the presence of
temptation that prostrated a David, and a
Moses ; and a Peter, and some of the mightiest
men in all God's kingdom? Now we are
honest; but suppose w? were placed in some
path of life, as many of God's children have
been, where all the forces of earth and hell
combine to capture the soul ? Without Jesus
w • would godown under it. If already we have
been lieaten by insignificant footmen, we
would be distanced ten thousand leagues by
the horses. Ah, I don’t like to hear a man
«ay: “I could not commit such a sin as that.
Ican’t understand how a man could be car
ried away like that” You don’t know’ what
you could do if the grace of God left you. Yon
know what John Bunyan said when hi* saw a
man staggering alonp the street, thoroughly
embrnted in Tils habits. He said: “There
goes John Bunyan, but for the grace of God.”
T can say when 1 see one utterly fallen:
“There goes DeWitt Talmage, but for the
grace of God!” If we have been delivered
from temptation it is because the strong arm
of the Lord Almighty has been about
us, and not because we w ere any better than
they. It is a great folly to borrow trouble.
If we can meet the misfortunes of to-day, wo
will be able to meet the troubles of to-mor
row; but suppose now if through alack of
tin- religion or Jesus, we are overthrown by
small sorrows, does not our common sense
teach us that we cannot stand up against
ones? If we cannot carry a pound, can
we carry a thousand jMiunds? If we are discom
fited coming into liattle with one regiment, a
brigade will cut us to pieces. If we are unfit
to cope with one small trial, won't we be
overcome by greater ones? If the footmen
are too much for us. won’t the odds b*- more
fearful against us when wo contend with
horses? 1 thank God that some of Ills dear
children have been delivered. How was it
tlk t Paul could say: “Sorrowful, yet always
rejoicing; poor, yet making many rich: hav
ing nothing, yet fKiss.-ssing all things?” Ami
David, the psalmist, soars up into the rock of
God’s strength and becomes thoroughly com
posed amid all his sorrows, saying: “God is
our refuge and strength, a very present help
m the time of trouble; therefore will not we
fear though the earth be removed, though the
mountains be cast into the midst of the sea,
though the waters thereof r*»ar and lie trou
bled. though the mountain shake with the
swelling thereof. Selah.”
But my text suggests something in advance
an >' t “> n S I have said. We must all quit
tma Lfe. However sound our health may be,
it murt break down; however good our*title
maj' be to houses, land, and estates, we must
them. We will hear a voice bid
ding us away from all these places. We will
have to start on a pilgrimage from which we
never come back. We will have seen for
*be last time the evening star, aud watched
the kuJ summer cloud, and felt the breath of
the spring wind for the last time. Hands of
loved ones may be stretched out to hold us
back, but they cannot—go we must. About
all other exite and chances we may trifle, but
not about this. Stupendous moment of life
quitting. Oh, when the great tides of
eternity arise about us, and fill the soul
and surround it, and sweep it out toward
rapture or woe. ah, that will be the swelling of
Jordan I” I know people sum timns talk very
i merrily alxiut the departure from this life. I
iam sorry to hear it. But men do make fun of
I the paange from one world to another. Byron
joked a great deal about it. but when it came
he shivered with horror. Many an infidel has
scoffed at the idea of fearing a future world,
: but lying upon his pillow in the last hour his
I teeth have chattered with terror. I saw, in
Westminster Abbey, an epitaph which a j>oet
ordered to be put upon his toml):
Life is a jest,
And all things show it.
I thought so once,
But now I know it.”
I thought how inapt that, in a plane of sep
ulchre. men should try their witticisms. A
great German having rejected Christ, in his
last moment said: “Give me light, give me
light!” Oh. we may be smart with our witti
cism about the last hour; but when it comes,
and the tides are rising, and the surf is beat
ing, and the winds are howling, we will each I
one, my brethren, find for himself that it is
“the swelling of Jordan!” Our natural courage
won't hold out then. However familiar we
may have been with scenes of mortality,
however much we may have screwed our
courage up, we want something more '
than natural resources. When the north- >
east wind blows off from the sea
of death, it will put out all earthly lights.
The lamp of the Gospel, God-lighted, is the
only lamp tliat can stand in that blast. The
weakest arm holding that shall not be con
founded; the strongest one rejecting tliat shall
stumble and die. When the Jordan rises in
its wrath, the first dash of its wave will
swamp them for ever. We feel how sad it is
for a man to attempt this life without re
ligion. We see what a doleful thing it is
for a man to £o down into the misfor
tunes of life without Christian solace; but
if that be so. how much more terrible when
tliat man comes face to face with the solemni-
I ties of the last hour! Oh, if in the bright sum
shine of health and prosperity a man felt the
I need of something better, how w ill he feel
j when the shadows of tbe last hour gather
above his pillow? If, in the warmth of
worldly prosperity, he was sometimes dis
mayed, how will he feel w hen the last chill
creeps over him? If. while things were com
paratively smooth ho was disquieted, what
will he do in the agonies of dissolution? “If,
in the land of peace in which he trusted, they
wearied him, what w ill he do amid the swel
ling of Jordan?”
Oh, I rejoice to know that so many of God's
children have gone through that pass without
a shudder! Some one said to a aying Chris
tian : ‘ • Isn't it hard for you to get out of this
world?” “Oh, no,” he says, “it is easy dying,
it is blessed dying, it is glorious dying;” anil
then he pointed to a clock on the wall, and he
said: “The last two hours in which I have been
dying, I have had more joy than all the years
of my life.” A general came into the hospital
after the battle,and there weremany seriously
wounded, and there was one man living, and
the general said: “Ah, my dear fellow, you
seem very much wounded. lam afraid you
are not going to get well.” “No,” said the
soldier: “1 am not going to well, but 1
feel very happy!” Oh, I have seen them, and
so have you, go out of this life without a tear
on their cheek! There was weeping allround
the room, but no weeping in the bed; the
cheeks were dry. They were not thrown down
into darkness, they were lifted up.
We saw the tides rising around them,
aud the swelling of the wave. It
washed them off from the cares and toils of
life; it washed them on towai d the beach of
heaven. They waved to us a farewell kiss as
they stood on deck, and floated down further
and further, wafted by gales from heaven,
until they were lost to our sight—mortality
having become immortality:
“Life’s duty done, as sinks the clay.
Light from its load the spirit flies;
, While heaven and earth combine to say.
How blest the righteous when he dies!”
What high consolation to you that your de
parted friends were not submerged in the
swelling of Jordan! The Israelites were just
as thoroughly alive on the western banks of
the Jordan; as they had been on the eastern
banks of the Jordan ; and our departed Chris
tian friends have only crossed over —not sick,
not dead, not exhausted, not I,
not blotted out, but with healthier respira
tion and stouter pulses, and keener eye-sight,
and better prospects, crossed over, their sins,
their physical and mental disquiet, all left
clear this side, an eternally-flowing, impassa
ble obstacle between them and all human and
Satanic pursuit. Crossed over! Oh, I shake
hands of congratulation withall the bereaved
in the consideration that our departed Christ
ian friends an* safe!
Why was there, years ago, so much joy in
certain circles in New York when people
heard from their friends who were on board
the City of Brussels? It was thought tliat
vessel hail gone to the bottom of the sea; and
when the friends on this side heard that the
steamer hail arrived safely in Liverpool, had
we not the right to congratulate the people
in New York that their friends had got
safely across? And is it not right this
morning that I congratulate you that
your departed friends are safe on the
shore of heaven? Would you have them back
again? Would you have those old parents
back again? You know how hard it was some
times for them to get their breath in the stifled
atmosphere of the summer; would you have
them back in our earthly summers, or chiller!
of our winters? Would you have your children
back again? Would you have them
take the risk of temptations whicj
throng every human pathway! Woul®
you have them cross the Jordan three
times. In addition to having crossed it
already, cross it again to greet yisi now, and
then cross back afterward? For certainly you
would not want to keep them forever out of
heaven. If they liad lived forty or fifty years
longer, would they have been safe? Perhai)s
so, perhaps not.
“Pause and weep, not for the freed from
pain,
But that the sigh of love would pull them
back again.”
I ask a question, and there seems to come
back the answer ip heavenly echo: “What!
will you never be sick again? ” “Never—sick
—again.” What! will you never be tired
again?” “Never—tired —again.” “What! will
I you never weep again?” “Never—wii*p
j —again.” “What! will you never die again?”
I “Never—die—again.” Oh, ye army of de
parted kindred, we hail you from bank to
bank! Wait for us when the Jordan of death
shall part for us. Come down and meet us
halfway between the willowed banks of earth
and the palm groves of heaven.
“ On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And casta wistful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land.
Where my p >-Hession.s lie.
O, th? transporting, rapturous seen :
Tliat rises on my sight!
Sweet fields array*--! in living gr<*<?ii,
An 1 rivers of delight.”
But there is one step still in advan<-e sug
‘ gest/?d by this subject. If this religion of
; Christ is so important in life, and so import
ant in the last hours of life, how much more
important it will lie in the great eternity I
nee I not stand here and argue it. There is
something within your soul that says now.
while 1 sjx-ak: “lam immortal; the stars
shall die, but I am immortal.” You fir*l
that your existence on earth is only
a small piece of your being. It is only
a mil- up to the grave, but it
is t- ii thousand mil*- lieyond. This slab of
the tomb is only the mdc-stone on which we
r* .i*i of infinite distance yet to be traveled.
Th * world itself will grow old and die. The
• stars of our night will bum down in their
s • ?kets and expire. The sun, like a spark
; s‘ru -k from an anvil, will flash and go out.
Tn • winds will utter their last whisper, and
, oe»-an heave its last groan: but you
and I will live for ever! Gigantic
—immortal. Mighty tx» suffer or enjoy.
Mighty to love or hate. Mighty to soar
or to sink Then, what will lie to
us the store, the shop, the offi'%?, the applause
j of the world, the sxirn of our enemieß, the
things that lifted us up. and the things that
pnwed us down? What to John Wesley are I
all the mobs that howled after him! What to I
Voltaire are all the nations that applauded j
him? What to Paul, now, the dungeons that ,
. hillisl him? W hat t<» Uitimer. now, I
the flame-s that consumed him? All those
who through the grace of Christ reach
that land, will never be disturlied. .
None to dispute their throne, they shall reign
forever and ever. But. alas, for those who
have ma le no ptvparation for the future!
When the sharp shod ho >fs of eternal disaster .
ivine up panting and swift to go over them, i
how will they contend with horses? And
when the waves of their wretchedtiesa rise up,
white and foamy, under the swo >ping of eter
nal storms, and the billows Im».*oiiiv more
wrathful and dash more high, oh what will
| they do “amid the swelling of Jordan?”
If I could come into your heart this morn
i ing, I would him* that manv of you, mv dear
■f; i**nds, had vowed to lie the Lord's, t know
I not what si *kness it was, or what trial; but I
verily believe there is not a man in the house
hut has sometime vowed he would b* the
i lx»nl’s. It might have at the time when your
, child lav sick, you said: “Oh Lord, if thou
wilt let this child get well. I will be a
Christian.” Or it might have been in some
I business trouble, when you have said: “O
I xird. if thou wilt let me keep my property,
| I will lie a Christian.” You kept your prop
i erty, your chili got well, the peril passed.
Are you a Christian? History s;iys that long
ago it had been announced that the world
was coming to an end, and thoiv was great
excitement in London. It was said that the
world w’ould jierish on a certain Friday.
On Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and
■ Friday the ptMjple were in the cathe-
■ dial, praying and weeping. It seemed as
. if the whole English nation was b ing con
verted to God, for it was announced as certain
by philosophers that on that coming Friday
the world would |ierish. Friday came, and
there w ere no portents, no tires in the air. no
earthquakes. The day passed along just like
every other day. and when it was past and
the night came, it is said that in London there
was a scene of riot, and wassail, and
drunkenness, and debauchery such as had
never lieen witnessed. They forgot their vow,
they forgot their repentance, they forgot
their good resolutions. (), how much human
nature in that! While trials and misfortunes
come to us, and we are down deep in dark .
ness and trouble we make vows. We say: '
“0 Lord, do so, and I will do so.” The dark
I ness passes, the peril goes awav. We aiv ax
we were before, or worse; for oh. how often I
I have seen men start for the kingdom of God.
i come up to within arm's reach of it. ami then
I go Iwk farther from Go I than they ever
were before, dropping from the very mount
of their privilege into darkness forever! < Hi.
how ungrateful we have been I Do you know
how much God has done for you and for me?
Have you never felt it? How much He did
for you today! Wlio spread the, table
for you? Who watched you last night?
Who* has been kind and good to you all your
life long? Oh how ungrateful we have been!
Methinks the goodness of Gixl ought to lead
this whole audience to repentance. I know
not your individual history. Some of you I
never saw before, some of you I will never
see agaiu; but I know that God has been
good to you. What return have you mad* ?
iThere was a steamer on one of the Western
lakes heavily laden with passengera, and
there was a little child who stoixl on the side
of the taffrail, leaning over and watching the
’ water, when she lost her balance and dropped
* nto the waves. The lake was very rough.
| The mother cried: “Save my child! Save
I my child!” There seemed none disposed to
leap into the water. There was a Newfound
land dog on deck. H© looked up in his mas
ter’s face, as if for orders. His mas
ter said: “Tray, overboard, catch ’em!”
The dog sprang into the water, caught
the i hill by the garments, and swam
back to the steamer. The child was picked
up by loving hands, the dog was lifted on
deck, and the mother, ere she fainted away,
in utter thanksgiving to that dog, threw her
arms around its neck and kissed it; but the
dog shook himself off from her embrace, and
went and laid down as though he had accotn
plishcd nothing. Shall a mother be grateful to
a dog tliat saves her child, and lie ungrate
ful to the Son of God who, from the heights
of heaven, plunged into the depths of dark
ness, and suffering, and woe that he might lift
us up out of our sin and place us on the rock
of agi.*s? Oh, the height, the depth, the length, ’
the infinity, the horror of our ingratitude! ’
Don’t you treat Jesus like tliat any more.
Don’t you thrust Him back from your soul.
H' has been the best friend you ever had. You
will want Him after awhile. When the
I world is going away from your grasp, and all
the lights that shin** on your soul are going
outs and the friends that stand around you (
cin do you no good, and yon feel your fisit
slipping from beneath you—oh, then you will
want Him—the loving Jesus, the sympathetic
Jesus, the pardoning Jesus—to stand close by
you, and hold you up “amid the swelling of
J ordan!” _
The New Overcoat.
A passenger from Springfield was tell
ing of the purchase of an overcoat from
a Hebrew merchant on South ('lark
street. The price was S3O. “If dot
goat doan’t suit you, pring it park right
ftvay, an’ ve’ll gif you your monish pack,
subject to all fluctuations in the market.
If de goat market goes up, you get more
monish as you paid vor him; if de goat
market goes down, you lose the differ
ence only, my dear, pesidcs havin’ de
use of de goat.” The passenger from
Springfield paid over his S3O and took
/j&ecoat. Next day, having examined
lie garment more thoroughly, he ron-
that he didn’t want it, and so
took it back. “ Vot! Dot goat not suit
you ?” exclaimed the merchant. “ Yell, 1
ve take him b ck. Isaac, put dot goat i
on de shelhif, an’ gif de shendtlemans •
six tollars.” “But I paid you $3 i for
the coat, and want my money back. ’
“ So, my friend, but goats has gone down
last night. I guess it vos de war news *
from Europe. Goats are gone down, 1
j an ve have marked our whole stock at
"ost. Isaac, $G for the shentlemans.
You o )y lose de difference, my dear, an
you had de goat all night."— ('hicagu
Herald.
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A gentleman returning home one
i very clear night lately with his little
girl wns pointed out by her to
the Pleidca. “Look: - ’ she exclaimed:
‘•see those little stars all cuddled to
gether to keep warm!” A pretty stor ,
isn’t it? Naturally, the father told it ,
proudly to the first person he met, who
happened to be a young women who ,
writes for the press. The next day but
one the gentleman, meeting an a' fpiainl
' ance told him the story of the little girl
and the stars. ‘Chestnut!” said the ac
quaintance: t( l saw that story in th'*
papers.” The father was aghast and in
. dignant. To have his own little story,
which he knew was as new and original
as could be, pronounced an old one,
borrowed from the papers! It was a
fact, nevertheless, for he discovered pre- |
s.ently that the story bad appeared in
one of the daily papers on the ver day
after he related it to the young lady. No
body could blame her. but the fathers
exclusive property in his daughter’s odd
sayin', had ‘ceased and determined ’ at
a very early stage in its career. —Boston
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•f six two cent Blampwfor poataga. A beautiful
■ Ine-colorrd ••Chromo” with three barn. Deal
•r* aud Groccrfl ahould write for peurticulars.
C. A. SHOUDY & SON,
ROCKFOHD. XX.X..
I -THEj
liAWRENGE
PURE LINSEED OIL
n MIXED
rAINTS
READY FOR USE.
W The lleHt l*aiut Made.
Guaranteed to contain no water,
benzine, barytea, chemicala, rubber,
aabeostor, room, gloea oil, or other
•imilar adulteration*.
A full guaumU o on every
and directions for uae, ho that any
one not a practical painter can uno IL
Handsome sample carcta, ahnwing
08 beautiful •hacfer, mailed free on
application. If no* kept by your
dealer, write to uh.
Be careful to nsk for “THE LAWRENCE paints.-
•nd do not take any other ka.d to bv *' at good m
Lawrence's.”
IW. w. uwrehce & co.,
PlTTatH'lUill, l*A.
YOU
1 PAINT
you aliouid
Iffltft/Xa VKVxjjy examine
WETHERILL’B
, '°df<>llo<>f
Artistic Designs
G* [ * Fashioned
Hooses,QneenAnno
Cott*#”*. Suburban
sfv Bealdencee, etc. ,col-
xi ore| l to match
1 r : Shades of
vJPL _!^/y^Atl a Sw^Pai n t
A jjjUF andihowlng thn
latest and rnort ef
'CKT* fective combination
_ of colore In Louie
painting.
mduiu If your dealer baa not
•f «Tery got our portfolio, auk him
BMk*g« k to send to ub for one. You
•ItVac»i U ran then Bee exactly how
•ATLAS I u tyour hoiiae will appear
READY- \ ® J when finlehed.
MIXED \ *>l\ I Do this and use “Aflae”
•mint n. < Ready-Mixed Paint and in-
. I«j9 I'L.w *’ ,r ® youreeif satisfaction.
£.u» 'ini SA <4TBee our Guarantee.
1 f|Geo.D.W6tlierillMo.
“J.A I I rSaWHITE LEAD and PAINT
I manufacturers,
/JR 66 North Front Bt.
PHILAO’A, PA.
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lIN !MENT
mr-CmiEfl-Diphtheria, Croup, Asthma, TJron/jhitla, Hevralgia, Rheumatism, a’, ttiw t,m>irw.
Hoarsen ass. Infinenaa. Haofclng Cough, Whoopiag Cough. Catarrh. Cholera Morbus, Dysentery. Cbronio
IMarrhos, Kidney Troubles, nndHpfnuJ Diseases. Pamphlet trtm. Dr. I. «. Johnson -V Co. "Boston, Mam.
PARSONS’a-PILLS
relieve all manner of disease. The inforrnatAn around each lox is worth ten times the ooet or a ix*x or
pills, find out a’xeit them and you will aiwaya he thaaMftJ. Ono pill a dose. D lust raD»dps£» phi* t
free. Hold ncre, or uy mat I for 36<;. In wtKrn Dr. 1. B. JOHMBON At CO., Q.M Wt , lloston.
MAKE HENS LAM
•iMMCOMBUMBLE
The Most Perfect Instrument & World.
Used Exclusively Mt the
“Grand Conservatory of music,”
OF NEW YORK,
endorsed by all Eminent Artleta.
LOW PRICK*! K**Y TKKJUI
AUGUSTUS BAUS4CO.,M’Fia
Warerooms, 58 W. 23d St New Yiil
I Thia Waah
Baard la Bate
•t ORB 80UB
BHBBT OB
HIAl«rCOBB!f.
VATBO ZINC,
which produeaa
a double- thoßi
board of the
beat quality aM*
durability. The
fluting is vovy
dMp, boldine
more water, and
eonatqunutly
dping bet get
waablng thaa
any wunh boud
In (he marafa.
Th o (r ain • flu
made of hard
wood, and held
together with an
Iron iMtlt run*
the lower rdga
of tho duo, thus
binding the
Whole together
in the moat
wash board which for economy,excellence and dur
ability la unquestionably the beat in the wodd.
We find mo many dealera that object to our boCM
ob account of Its DIIRAIiILITT. saying “It w|M
last too long, wn can never sell a customer bhd
one." We take thia means to advise consumere w
INOIMT upon having tho
NORTH STAR WASH BOARD.
THK «K«T ■■ TMB CBBAFKST.
b, PFANBCHMIDT, DODGE A (XL,
>«S A 200 West Polk St., Chloaso, 11.
lie tbe Finest in the M.
Theio Zxtrzcts nerar vary.
BDPERIOB FOR PTRENGTH, QUALITY,
PURITY. EOOBOMY, ETO.
Mil* from Belcctcd Fnihi and Bvlom,
Iniiit on having Battlna'i rlsvm
AND TAKE NO OTHERS.
COLD BY ALL QROOSRS.
EASTIITH & 00-,
41 Warren Bt., New York.
thIORRVILLE
CHAMPION COMBINED
Grain Thresher Clover Duller.
Acknowledßod l»Y Threabormcn to bo
Tlxe King!
R»,r>™i**rw. make th® onlyTwo-Cy llndar
AJrnln Threxher and Clover Alullor thdt
Will do tbo work of two macmuaa ano
llluver lluller l« not® altnpl® allnchinenl bnt
a aoparat® hulUiiK cylinder contracted and »!"«*-
led upon th® most approved actentlnc principle®.
He® teowtdeet eeperatln® caiaclty of anr inecMii®
fnthomukel. I. e.oanpnrf. >■"'*”***
uoo® but one belt lend acquire• le®o
power and lino Fewer worUluir I•“*}•
tbnunny other machine. .*!*’* 1 .
In < onetrm tton that II
■load, will th,.,.1, p-rb-eily Oil •‘i"?*”!
peu«, timothy, flex, clover, etc. Rend for ' IrculM,
price Urt. etc , of 'l'hre.liere, Engine®, Raw Mill®
and Grain ll<-|rf.t<-r®. end bo auro to mention im®
paper. Alfeut® wanted. Addr<:®»
THE KOPPES MACHINE CO.
.ORRVILLE, O.