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A TALK OF OTHER DAYS.
DR. TALMAQE REFUTES A STORY
THAT HAS BEEN CIRCULATED.
Before DUcutalng the KiperlcncM of tlis
rt, He Drnlci Emphatically That He
t'yer Advocated MWcrgetintliin A Ser
mon on llellitlou Life.
UnooKLYN, May 5. At tho Tnbernnclo to
day tho Ilov. T. Do Witt Tnlmngo, D. D.,
preached n sermon on tho subject, "Other
Day Lived Over," nrnl mado roforenco to
tho falsehood that ho had advocated mlacogo
nation of tho whlto nnd block race. Tho
vast congregation sang tho liyinn beginning)
Our Ood, our help la aw past.
Our hopo for yean to como,
Dr. Talnmgo'ii text was Deuteronomy vlll, 2:
"Thou slmlt remember all tho way which the
Lord thy God led thoo." IIo nldt
Bcforo entering on my subject I with to
my that somo newspaper correspondent, re
ferring to a recent sermon In which I wel
comed foreign nationalities to thin country,
bavo said that 1 advocated as n desirable
thing tho Intcruiurriago of tho whlto and
black races. I novcr said so, I never thought
o, and any ono who so misrepresents that ser
mon is cither a villain or a fool, perhaps both.
A KKTItOSPKOTIVK BEKMON.
But to open this morning's subject I havo
to wiy God In tho toxt advises tho ooplo to
look back upon their past history. It will do
us all good to rehearso tho scenes between
this Slay morning and our cradle, whether It
was rocked tti country or town. A few days
ago, with my sitter and brother, I visited tho
placo of my boyhood. It was ono of tho
most emotional nnd absorbing days of my
lifo. There stands tho old house, nnd as I
went through tho rooms I said, "I could llnd
my wny hero with my oyos shut, although 1
havo not been hero In forty years." Thoro
was tho sitting room whero n largo family
group every evening gathered, tho most of
them now in n better world. Thoro was
tho old bam whero wo hunted for Easter
eggs, and tho places whuro tho horses
stood. Thero Is whero tho orchard was, only
thrco or four trees now left of all tho grovo
that onco boro npples, and such apples, too.
Thero Is tho brook down which wo rodo to
tho watering of tho horses, bareback nnd
with a roio halter. Wo also visited tho ceme
tery whero many of our kindred nro waiting
for tho resurrection tho old jwoplo sldo by
sldo, after n Journoy together of sixty yearn,
only about thrco years between tho time of
their going. Thero also sleep tho dear old
neighbors, who used to tio their hones under
tho shed of tho couutry meeting houvo and
sit at tho end of tho pow, singing "Duko
Street," nnd "Ualornia,"and "Antloch." Oh,
thoy wore a'glorlous racoof men and women,
who did their work well, raised n splendid
lot of boys and girls, nnd nro now as to their
bodies In silent neighborhood on earth, but
as to their souls In Jubilant neighborhood bo
foro tho throno of God. I feel that my Jour
ney nnd visit last week did mo good, and it
would do you nil good, If not in pcrton, then
In thought, to rovislt tho scenes of boyhood
or girlhood. "Thou shalt remember nil tho
way which tho Lord thy God led thoo."
Youth is apt too much to spend all its time
In looking forward. Old ago is apt too much
to spend all its timo in looking backward.
Feoplo in inld-ltfo and on tho ajwx look both
ways, it would bo well for us, I think, how
over, to spend moro time In reminiscence. By
tho constitution of our naturo wo spend most
of tho time looking forwnrd. And tho vast
majority of tills audience livo not so much in
tho present as in tho future. I find that you
mean to mako a reputation, you mean to es
tablish yourself, nnd tho advantages that you
expect to achieve absorb a groat deal of your
timo. But I soo no harm in this, if it does
not mako you discontented with the present,
or disqualify you for oxlstlng duties.
IT IS GOOD TO LOOK BACK.
It Is n useful thing sometimes to look back,
and to soo tho dangers wo havo escaped, and
to soo tho sorrows wo havo suffered, and tho
trials and wanderings of our earthly pilgrim
ago, and to sum up our enjoyments. I moan
tills morning, so far as God may help me, to
stir up your memory of tho past, so that In
tho review you may boencourugod, nnd hum
blod, and urged to pray.
Thoro Is a chapel in Florence with a fresco
by Guido. It was covered up with two
inches of stucco until our American and Eu
pcan artists went thero, and after long toil
removed tho covering and retraced tho fresco.
And I am aware that tho momory of tho
past, with many of you, Is all covered up
with ten thousand obliterations, and I pro
poso this morning, so far as tho Lord may
help mo, to tnko away tho covering, that tho
old picture may shine out again.
I waut to bind in ono shoaf all your post
advantages, and I want to bind in another
sheaf all your past adversities. It is a prec
ious harvest, and I must bo cautious how I
wing tho scythe
Among tho greatest advantages of your
past lifo was an early homo and its surround
ings. Tho bad men of tho day, for tho most
part, dip their heated pusslons out of tho boil
ing spring of an unhappy homo. Wo aro not
surprised to find that Byron's heart was a
concentration of sin, when wo hear his mother
was abandoned, and that sho mado sport of
his infirmity, nnd often called him "tho lamo
brat." IIo who lias vicious parents has to
fight every Inch of his wny if lie would main
tain his integrity, nnd at last rcacli tho homo
of tho good lu heaven.
Perhaps your early homo was in tho city.
It may havo been in tho dnys when Canal
street, Now York, was far uptown, and tho
slto of this present church was an excursion
into tho couutry. That old houso in tho city
may havo been demolished or changed into
stores, and it seemed llko sacrilege to you
for thero was moro moaning in that plain
houso, in that small houso, than thero is in n
gronlto mansion or a turrotod cathedral.
Looking back this morning, you soo it as
though it wero yesterday tho sitting room,
whero tho lovod ones sat by the plain lamp
light, tho mother at tho evening stand, tho
brothers anil sisters, perhaps long ago gath
ered into tho skies, then plotting mischief on
tho lloor or under tho table; your father with
a firm volco commanding iv slleuco that last
ed half a u 'mito.
Oh, those wero good daysl If you had your
foot hurt, your mother always had a soothing
salvo to heal It. If you uero wronged In tho
street, your father was always ready to pro
tect you. Tho year was ono round of frolla
and mirth. Your greatest troublo was llko
an April shower, moro sunshine than shower.
Tho heart hail not becu ransacked by troubles,
nor had sicklies broken It, and no lamb had
u warmer sheeplold than tho homo in which
your childhood nestled.
l'erhaps you Hero brought up In tho couu
try. You stand now today In memory under
tho old tree. You clubbed it for fruit that
was not quite riH, because you couldn't wait
any longer. You hear tho brook rumbling
along over tho lobbies. You step again Into
tho liirrow whvio jour father in his shirt
sleeves shouted to tho lazy oxen. You frighten
tho swallows from tho rafters of tho kirn,
and take Just ono egg, and silence your con
science by saying thoy won't miss It. You
toU n drink iignlu out of tho very bucko:
that tlio old well fetched up. You go for tlw
ooHnut night, uud find them wugglng their
r'Jj.'J.WJ' IMP-II- -Ul--.1 l)l.UJRwJWJ.'UJllSl,i
heads through tho liars. Ofttlmos (n tho
dusty and busy streets you wish you wero
homo again on that cool grass, or in tho rag
carpeted hall of tho farm houso, through
which thero was tho breath of now mown
hay or tho blossom of buckwheat.
tub tvr oncxN.
You may havo in your windows now bonu
tlful plants nnd flowers brought from across
tho loos, but not ono of thorn stirs In your
soul so much charm nnd memory ns tho old
Ivy and tho yellow sunflower that stood senti
nel along tho garden wnlk, and tho forgot-mo-nots
playing hldo and seek mid tho long grass.
Tho father who used to como lu sunburnt
from tho fields nnd sit down on the door sill
and wtpo tho sweat from his brow may havo
gouo to his everlasting rest. Tho mother,
who used to sit at tho door n llttlo bent over,
cap and spectacles on, her face mellowing
with tho vicissitudes of many years, may
havo put down her gray head on tho pillow
In tho vnlloy, but forget that homo you nover
will, llnvo you thanked God for Itf Havo
you rehearsed nil theso blessed rcmlnlccncos
Oh, thank God for a Christian father; thank
God for a Christian mother; thank God for
nn early Christian altar at which you woro
taught to kneel; thank God for an early
Christian homo.
I bring to mind another pa-sago In tho his
tory of your lifo. Tho day camo when you
set up your own household. Tho days I Hissed
along lu quiet blessedness. You twain sat at
tho tablo morning and night, and talked over
your plans for tho future. Tho most Insig
nificant affair in your lifo became, tho subject
of mutual comultatlon nnd advisement, You
wero so happy you felt you never could bo
any happier. Ono day a dark cloud hovered
over your dwelling, and It got darker and
darker; but out of that cloud tho shining
messenger of God descended to Incarnate an
Immortal spirit. Two llttlo feet started on
in eternal Journey, nnd you wero to lead
them, a gem to flnsli In heaven's corouot, nnd
you to polish it; eternal ages of light nnd
darkness watching tho starting out of a newly
created creature.
You rejoiced and you trembled nt tho re
sponsibility that lu your possession ait Im
mortal trcasuro was placed. You prayed
and rejoiced, nnd wept and wondered, ami
prayed nnd rejoiced, and wept and wondered;
you wero earnest In supplication that you
might lend it through lifo into tho kingdom
of God. Thero was n tremor in your earnest
ness. There was a double interest about that
homo. Thero was nil additional Interest why
you should stay thero and bo faithful, and
when In a fow mouths your houso was tilled
with tho muslo of tho child's laughter, you
wero struck through with tho fact that you
had n sttieiulous mission.
Havo you kept that vow I Havo you neg
lected any of theso duties! Is your homo us
much to you as it used tobol Havo thoso
anticipations been gratified! God help you
today lu your solemn reminiscence, and let
Ills mercy fall uixjii your soul If your kind
ness has been ill requited. God havo mercy
on tho parent, on tho wrinkles of whoso faco
Is written tho story of a child's sin. God
havo mercy on tho mother, who in addition
to her other nngs, has tho pnngs of n child's
iniquity. Oh, thero nro many, many sad
sounds in this sad wojp'd, but tho saddest
sound that is over heard Is tho breaking of u
mother's heart,' Aro thoro any hero who ro
iiicmber that in that homo thoy wero unfaith
ful Aro thero thoso who wandered off from
that early homo nnd left tho mother to dio
with a broken heart! Oh, I stir that rcmlnls
cenco today.
TUB CONVICTION IIOUH.
I find nnother point in your I'fo history.
You found ono day you wero in tho wrong
road; you couldn't sloop at night; thero was
Just ono wonl that seemed to sob through
your banking house, or through your ofllco,
or through your shop, or your bed room, and
that word was "Eternity." You said, "1 am
not ready for It. O Gal, havo mercy." Tho
Lord heard, l'eaco como to your heart. In
tho breath of tho hill mid tho waterfall's dash
you heard tho volco of Gal's lovo; tho clouds
and tho trees hailed you with gladness; you
camo into tho houso of God.
You remember how your hand trembled as
you took up tho cup of tho Communion. You
remember tho old minister who consecrated
it, and you remember tho church officials
who carried it through thoalslo; you remem
ber tho old pooplo who at tho close of tho ser
vico took your hand in theirs In congratulat
ing sympathy, ns much as to say, "Woleomo
homo, you lost prodigal;" and though thoso
hands aro all withered away that Communion
Sabbath Is resurrected this morning; it Is
resurrected with all its prayers anil songs
and tears und sermons and transfiguration.
Havo you kept thoso vowsf Havo you liecn
a backslider! God help you. Thlsday kneel
nt tho foot of mercy and start again for
heaven. Start talay as you started then. I
rouso your soul by that rcmlulsceimo.
But I must not spend any moro of my timo
lu going over tho advantages of your life. I
just put them all in ono great sheaf nnd I
wrap them up in your memory with ono loud
harvest song, such as tho reapers sing, l'ralso
tho Lord, yo bloal bought immortals on
earth I Pralso tho Lord, yo crowned spirits
of heaven I
But some of you havo not always had a
smooth life. Somo of you aro now lu tho
shadow. Others had their troubles years ago.
You aro a mero wreck of what you onco wero,
I must gather up tho sorrows of your past
life. But how shall I do itf You say that Is
Impossible, as you havo hud so many troubles
and adversities. Then I will just tako two
tho first troublo and tho last trouble As
when you nro walklttg along tho street and
thero has been music lu tho distance you un
consciously find yourself keening step to tho
music, so w hen you started lifo your very lifo
was a musical timo beat. Tho air was full of
joy and hilarity. With tho bright, clear onr
you mado tho boat ski). You went on and
lifo grow brighter until ufter n while,
suddenly, n volco from hen veil said:
"Haiti" and quick as the sunshine you halt
ed; you grow jwilo, you confronted your first
sorrow. You had no idea that tho Hush on
your child's cheek was an unhealthy Hush.
You said it can't bo anything serious. Dentil
in slippered feet walked round about tho
cradle. You did not hear the tread; but
ufter a while tho truth flushed on you. You
walked tho iloor, Oh, If you could, with
your strong, stout hand, havo wrenched that
child from tho destroyer. You went to your
room mid you said, "Gal, savo my child!
Gal savo my child I" Tho world seemed
going out In durkucss. You wild, "I can't
bear It; I can't bear It." You felt ns If you
could not put tho long lashes over tho bright
eyes, nover to see them again svirkle. Oh,
if you could have taken that llttlo ono In
your arms, and with It leaped tho grave,
how gladly you would linvo douu It! Oh,
if you could lot your procuy go, your
houses go, your land nnd your storehouse go,
how gludly you would have allowed them to
depart If you could only havo kept that ouo
ticusuro!
uqo'h consolation.
But ono day there nroo from tho heavens
n chill blast that swept over tho IkhIi-ooiii,
mid instantly all tho light went out, ami
there wnj darkness thick, murky, luieuo
trublo, shuddering darkuc. Hut Gal didn't
lenvo you thero. Mercy i)oko. Ah you took
up tho cup, mid was about to put It to your
lips Gal said, "I)t it pass," and forthwith,
as by the liujul of nugcli, another cup was
put into j our bauds; it wus tho cup of God's
giWKjiaaaw watntft'.j.'.iHwwPTt"'" to nrvrrgrqr j,
consolation. And as you hnvo sometimes
lifted tho head of a wounded soldier, and
poured wluo into his 1Im, so Gal put hi left
arm under your head, and with his right
hand ho poured into your lli tho wlno of his
comfort nnd his consolation, and you looked
nt tho empty crndlo and looked nt your
broken heart, nnd you looked at tho IxirdV
chastisement, nnd you said, "Even so, Father,
for so It seemcth goal in thy sight."
Ah, it was your llrst trouble. How did
you get over It I Gal comforted you, You
havo been a Ixdtor man over slnco. You
havo lwon n bettor woman over tinea. In tho
Jar of tho closing gato of tho svpulchcr you
heard tho clanging of tho owning gnto of
heaven, mid you felt nn Irresistible drawing
heavenward. You havo been purer of mind
over since that night when the llttlo ono for
tho last timo put Its arms nround your neck
and saldt "Good night, mpa; goal night,
mamma, Meet ma lu heaven."
But I must como on down to your latest
sorrow. What was It! IVrhnps it wna your
own sickness. Tho child's tread on tho stair,
or tho tick of tho watch on tho stand dis
turbed you. Through tho long weary days
you counted tho figures In tho cnriol or tho
(lowers lu tho wnll paper. Oh, tho weari
ness, tho exhaust Ion I Oh, tho burning pangs!
Would Gal It wero morning, would Gal it
wero night, wero your frequent cry. But
you nro better, or pcrhiijM oven well. Ham
you thanked Gal that talay you can como
out lu tho fresh air; that you nro lu this
place to hear Gal's name, nnd to sing Gal's
pralso, and to implore God's help, nnd to ask
Gal's forgiveness! Bless tho Lord who hcaluth
nil our diseases, and redecmoth our lives from
destruction.
Perhaps your last sorrow was a financial
emliarrassinent, I congratulate somo of you
on your lucrative profession or occupation,
on ornate apparel, on u commodious residence
everything you put your hands to seems to
turn to gold. But thero nro others of you
who nro llko tho ship on which Paul sailed
whero two sous mot, nnd you nro broken by
tho vlolenco of tho waves. By an unadvised
indorsement, or by a conjunction of unfore
seen events, or by flro or storm, or n senso
less panic, you havo lieeii Hung headlong, nnd
whero you onco dispensed great charities,
now you havo hard work to mako tho two
ends meet,
Havo you forgotten to thank Gal for your
days of prosperity, and thnt through your
trials somo of you havo made Investments
which will continue ufter tho lust bunk of this
world bus exploded, nnd tho sliver and gold
nro molten In tho lire of a burning world!
Havo you, atnld nil your losses und dlscour
ngements, forgot that thero wns bread on
your tablo this morning, and that thero shall
bo n shelter for your head from the storm,
and thero Is air for your lungs, and blood for
your heart, and light for your oyo, and u
glad nnd glorious and triumphant religion for
your soul!
thi: hand of iieiieavkment.
Perhaps your last troublo wns u licreavc
ment. That heart which lu childhood was
your rcfugo, tho parental heart, and which
lias been a source of tho quickest synimthy
over since, has suddenly lioconio silent for
ever. And now, sometimes, whonover In
sudden iinuoyiiiico nnd without deliberation
you sny, "I will go nnd tell mother," the
thought flnsliei on you, "I havo no mother."
Or tho father, w Ith volco less tender, but us
stench und eurnest nnd loving, ns ever watch
ful of nil your ways, oxultuut over your suc
cess without saying much, although tho old
pooplo do talk It over by themselves, his
trembling hand on that staff which you now
keep as a family relic, his memory embalmed
in grateful heart Is taken nwuy forever.
Or thero was your comimnlon In lifo, sharer
of your Joys nnd sorrows, taken, leaving tho
heart an old ruin, whero tho chill winds blow
over n wide wilderness of desolation, tho
sands of tho desert driving across tho placo
which onco bloomed llko tho garden of God.
And Abraham mourns for Sarah at the cava
of Machpclah. Going along your path In
lifo, suddenly, right before you wus an open
grave. People looked down, nnd they saw It
wns only a few feet deep und n fow feet w ide,
but to you It wns a cavern down which went
nil your hopes nnd all your expectations.
But cheer up lu tho iinmoof tho Lord Jesus
Christ, tho Comforter. IIo is not going to
forsake you. Did the Lord tako that child
out of your arms! Why, ho Is going to
shelter it better than you could. IIo is going
to nrray it in a whlto robe, and with jKihn
brunch It will lx all ready to greet you nt
your coming homo. Blessed tho broken heart
that Jesus heals. Blessed tho importunate
cry that Jesus compassionates. 1) leased the
weeping oyo from which tho soft hnnd of
Jesus wipes away tho tear.
I wus sailing down tho St. John river, Can
nda, which is tho Uhluoniid tho Hudson com
mingled In ono scene of lienuty nnd grandeur,
and wbilo I was on tho deck of tho steamer a
gentleman iiolnted out to mo tho places of in
terest, and ho salds "All this is Interval land,
and It is tho richest laud in nil tho provinces
of Now Brunswick nnd Nova Scotin."
"What," said I, "do you mean by Interval
land!" "Well," ho said, "this laud Is sub
merged for u part of tho year; spring freshets
como down, und all those plains nro over
flowed with tho water, and tho water leaves
n rich deposit, and when tho waters aro gone
tho harvest springs up, and thero is tho
grandest harvest that was ever reaped."
And I Instantly thought, "It is not tho
heights of tho church mid It Is not tho heights
of this world that Is tho scene of tho greatest
prosperity, but tho soul over which tho floats
of sorrow havo gono, tho soul over which the
freshets of tr i;uIatlon havo torn their way,
that yields tho greatest frult3 of righteous
ness and tho largest harvest for time, and
tho richest harvest for eternity." Bluss God
that your soul Is Interval hind.
the last moment.
But theso reminiscences rench only to this
morning. Thero will yet lw ono moro oInt
of tremendous reminiscence, and that is the
last hour of life, when wo havo to look over
all our jwist existence. What a moment thnt
will bo! I placo Napoleon's dying reminis
cence on St, Helena beside Mrs. Judson's
dying reminiscence in tho harbor of St.
Helena, tho sumo island, twenty years after.
Napoleon's dying reminiscence was ono of
delirium, "Head of tho army." Mrs. Jud
son's dying reminiscence, ns sho romo homo
from her missionary toll nnd her lifo of sell
sacrifice for Gal, dying in tho cabin of the
ship in thohnihor of St, Holenu, was: "I nl
ways did Invotho Lord Jesus Christ." And
then, tho historian bays, she fell Into a sound
sleep for tin hour and woko amid the songs of
angels.
I placo tho dying reminiscence of Augustus
Ca-sur nqaliist tho dying romlnisccnro of the
Aiostlo Paul. Thoilj lug remluUccncoof Au
gustus Cwsar was, addressing his attendants,
"Hnvo I ployed my iuit well on tho stage of
lifo!" nnd they answered lu the nllli inatlve,
and hosuidi "Why, then, don't iou applaud
mof" Tho dying reminiscence of Puul tho
Apostlo was- "I havo fought n gal light, 1
havo kept the faith; henceforth thero is laid
up for mo u crown of righteousness, which the
lord tho righteous Judge w ill gi vo mo in that
day, and not to mo only, but to all them that
lovo UU apjtciiriug," Augustus LVsar died
umld pomp nnd great surroundings. Paul
uttered his dying leiiilnlsccucj looking up
through the wall of a dungeon. Gal grant
that our Inst hour may bo tho closing of a
useful lifo and tint opening of n glorious iter-iuty.
-V!wr' "mnMev"
Two Halt 1'nmrUro 'Winners.
Ilutchcrtown, South 8nn Francisco, Is
likely to Ux'omo very iwptilnr. Ono of lint
hipplest men In this thriving suburb Is Until
M. 0. Mangels, who hns a grocery storo on
tho corner of llnllrond avcuuo nnd Manitoba
street. Ho had ltought Ioullatia state lotUry
tickets, nnit u fow days before tho March
drawing ho resolved to try onco more. Ho
hold a eoiijion of ticket 'J,S87, nnd so won
1 15,000. Ho was paid last Tlnrsdny in full.
William Grllllu, also n Han lVnuclscoaii, was
tho other lucky innn lu Inst week's drnwlng,
Hols n printer byocctiotlon and Iim for
some time past worked on tho (hililn nt Ml
Clny street. Appearances nro very deceptive,
however, as tho result proed, for the llttlo
lniinWr !i,t37 wns tho means of enriching him
to tho extent of tlfi.OOO. A'un Frtinvtico
(Ca.) ChnmMc, March 17.
.Increased IMiiIuk Cur Nervier,
Breakfast Is now served on train No. 'J be
fore arrival lu Chicago, nnd supxr on No. 1
after lenvlng Chicago In tho evening, Tho
running t lino of theso vostibulod llyers is still
unequalled, mid tho high standard of excel
lence In service nnd npKlutmeuM will bo
maintained.
Experimental trqw by other lines repre
sented ns "equally as goal" unto iwavohhsl,
They Invariably result In confusion, oxoiiso
and dissatisfaction,
A. C. .fK.MKH,
II. it M. City Pass, nnd Tk't Agt.
Newer Pipes.
Plir nillvertflllil Mitllpr IWttA. Imtli fniftrnttiH
or wells, jlenn & Horton rniry nil sires from
lour incurs in twenty-lour ineii inclusive nt
bottom prices.
Turn horses out In n gaxl pasture for n fow
weeks, when thoy get lu bad condition. It
thnt can not Imj done use Dr. Cady's Condi
tion Powders; they will put u home lu perfect
health. A well homo don't need medicine,
liny, grain and gaxl care is better, Dr.
Cudv's (ToiiilllloM 1'iiuilnrn lire 11 trim linran
iiirdiciiie,(uot u dope.) they aid digestion, euro.
consiipniion, Kinney disorders nun nisiroy
worms. Sold by A. L. Slimier, Druggist.
If tho true merits or Dr. Cady's Condition
Powders, were fully known by homo owners,
they would prefer them to nil other remedies
for putting their horses In a Hue, healthy con
dition. They cuieconstliintioii, loss of np
letlle, dlsoiilerod kidneys, Impure blaxl and
nil diseases requiring u goal tonic, stimulant
und alterative. Sold by A. L. Sliader, Drug
Klst. Mr. II. B. Wynne, Whltosvlllo, Teiin., re
cognizes in Chamberlain's Pain Balm tho fin
est nusllelno ho lias ever handled. Ho Is nil
expel fenced druggist, and knows n goal arti
cle anil recommends Cliamlci lulu's Pain
Bnlm for rheumatism, muscular aches and
pains. It always helw tho suffering. Give
it n trial. Sold by A. L. Shuder, Druggist.
A o have n largo stock of Canopy top Sur
reys, Phaetons, light buggies, etc., on hand
and are making tery low prices on nil our
work, If you are contemp utlug tho pur
chase of a carriage of any kind, como niiil see
us. Will tako your old buggy lu exchange nt
Its fair cash value. Camp Brotheis, corner
10th nnd M.
Hnvo you seen thoso elegant Canopy top
Surreys with full fenders nt Camp Brothers,
Tenth nnd M streets! Tho latest styles out,
como and see them.
Families desiring pure ice cream or Ices tor
Sunday dinner or any other timo can lie serv
ed with n superior quality nt Morton &
Lelghtys.
Kxerybody can afford to eat nt tho lending
resort lu tho city now. Tho price of 121 tick
ots noiv nt Odell's is only $ J -reduced from
M.M.
New Hue of lace flouncing und llih net just
rwecived mid will go on eclal sale Monday,
April 'JlHIi, ut Ashby & Mlllspaugh.
Tlnei. voiil- ivntit. iwitff'.Mi In llifi Y.iitif
AYirx. It reaches more homes than any pa-
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JVI 111 UIU lit.
In Toscu umbrellas, an entire new stock
will go on sale Monday, April 'JtHh, Ashby
& Millspnugh.
Ashby & Mlllspaugh hnvo the largest lino
of spring wraps nt tho lowest prices,
hh.irlir Kale.
Notice Ik hereby nlven, thnt by virtue of an
order of side lsssued by the clerk of tho dis
trict court of tho second Judicial district of
Nebraska, within and far Lancaster county,
In an action wherein John I. Knrwell Is
ptnlntlir, nnd Kmll tcliultz et ul defendants,
1 will, nt 2 o'clock p. m on tho in day of May
A. I). Ikmi, nt tho front entrance to tho district
court rooms In the city of Lincoln, Ijincasier
county, .Neljraku, oiler for sale ut pulillc line
Hon tho followlnir (leerllied real estate to wit:
Tho north west (imirter of section No. 'M
township No, 7 north of ruiiKu No. fi east of
the tltli , ,M Lancaster county, Nehruskn.
Given under my hum) this 10th day or April
A. I. I KM).
M3-51 H. M. MelleW, Phcrltr.
We are the Leading Carriage Manufacturers !
Our Stock is very Complete and Prices are Low.
Come and See us. Old Buggies taken in Exchange for New Ones.
CAM I
Telephone 664.
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QUICK MEAL
RUDGE &
1 1 22 N
HAVE YOU SEEN THEM?
"Mary Anderson" and
"Little Lord Fauntleroy,"
THIS LKADING STYLES IN LADIES' COLLARS.
The "CHANT1LLA" LACE SCARFS, ya yds. long,
at a great reduction.
CHILDREN'S LACE CAPS from 25 c. to $3.00 each.
All of these goods are new and can be had only of
OREMHN
II.) South
SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT
Wc beg leave to Inform our Lincoln patrons nnd the public In general thnt
our importation of FINE
Novelties for Spring and Summer
Are now rendy for Inspection. We hnve n much larger nnd finer assortment
than ever before, Cnll and sec our latest novelties from London and Paris.
Dress Suits a Specialty.
guckert & Mcdonald,
315 S. 15th St., Omaha, Nob.
LINCOLN'S NEW ART STUDIO A COMPLETE SUCCESS !
ELITE STUDIO
ONLY GROUND FLOOR
FINE ART WOK.
12( South Eleventh Street.
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3 BROS.,
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HARDWARE, STOVES
ANI)
TINWARE,
loonard Refrigerators,
Hot Air Eurnaces,
Van's Wrought Iron
Ranges.
MORRIS.
Street.
St CROWE,
nth Street.
STUDIO IN THE CITY.
'1. W. TOWNSEND, Proprietor.
Cor. Tenth and M Sts.
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