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THE REVEREND DOCTOR PREACHES
AT THE TABERNACLE.
'A tho Hart I'untetli Alter tli A Valor
llronkn, So J'antrtli My Soul Aflr Time,
O OihI" A Sermon Sut;cUl ly Visit
to tlie Alirnnilack.
Hkooklyn, Sept. 0 The great organ,
Improved and enlarged, rolled out with
new power the long meter doxology at
the ojK-ning of the service in the JSrook
lyn Tabernacle today. Tlio great audi
torium was thronged and overflowing.
ThoKev. T. Do Witt Talmage, D.D., lias
'returned from his summer vacation, dur
ing which lie has ppoken in many parts
of tho country, and fchaken hands, lie
says, with about a hundred thousand
people, lie closed his tour by a visit to
' tho wilderness in upper Kew York state,
and (spending some time among the
hunters. This morning ho cxoundud
passages illustrative of Solomon's ac
quaintance with natural history.
His text was Psalm xlii, 1: "As the
hart pantcth after the water brooks, bo
panteth my fouI after thee, O Cod."
The great preacher said:
David, who must sometime have seen
a doer hunt, points us here to a hunted
htag making for tho water. The fasci
nating animal called in my text the hart,
i3 tho same animal that in sacred and
profane literature 13 called tho stag, tho
roebuck, tho hind, tho gazelle, the rein
deer. In central Syria in Bible, times
there were whole pasture fields of them,
as Solomon suggests when ho savs: "I
charge you by the hinda of tho held."
Their antlers jutted from tho long grass
as they lay clown. No hunter who has
been long in "John Brown's track"
will wonder that in the Bible they
were classed among clean animals,
for tho dews, " the showers, tho lakes
washed them as clean as the sky.
vi ion Jacob, tho patriarch, longed for
venison, Esau shot and brought home a
roebuck. Isaiah compares the sprightli
ness of the restored cripple of millennial
times to the long and quick jump of tho
fctag, saying: "Tho lame shall leap as a
hurt.1" Solomon expressed his disgust at
a, hunter who, having hot a deer, is too
lazy to cook it, saying: "The slothful
man roasteth not that which he took in
hunting." But one day David, while
far from tho homo from which ho had
been driven, and sitting near tho
door of a lonely cave where he
had lodged, and" on the banks of
fi pond or river, hear3 a pack of hounds
in swift pursuit. Because of the pre
vious 6ilence of the forest the clangor
etartles him, and he says to himself : "I
wonder what those dniranrn nfler " Tlion
thero is a crackling in the brushwood,
and the loud breathing of some rushing
wonder of the woods, and the antlers of
a deer rend tho leaves of the thicket, and
by an instinct which all hunters recog
nize, plunges into a pond or lake or river
to cool it3 thirst, and at the same time by
its capacity for swifter and longer swim
ming, to get away from the foaming har
riers. David says to himself: "Aha,
that is myself! Saul after me, Absalom
after me, enemies without number after
mo, I am chased, their bloody muzzles
at my heels, barking at my good name,
barking after my body, barking after my
bouI. Oh, tlse hounds, tho hounds! But
look there,' says David, "that reindeer
has splashed into the water. It puts its
hot lips and nostrils into the cool wave
that washes the lathered flanks, and it
swims away from the fiery canines, and
it is free at last. Oh, that I might find
in the deep, wide lake of God's inercy and
consolation escape from my pursuers!
Oh, for the waters of life and rescue!
As the heart panteth after the water
brooks, so panteth mv 60ul after thee,
OGod."
I have just come from tho Adiron
dacks and the breath of tho balsam and
sprue and pine is still on me. The
Adirondacks are now populous with
hunters, and the deer are being slain by
the score. Talking a few days ago with
a ' hunter, I thought I would like
to see whether my text was accurate
. in its allusion, and as I heard the dogs
baying a little way oil and supposed they
were on the track of a reindeer, and I
-eaicrto- tho hunter in rough corduroy,
"Do the deer always make for tho water
when they are pursued?" He said, "O,
yes, mister; you see, they are a hot and
tliirsty animal, and they know where the
water is, and when they hear danger in
the distance they lift their antlers and
snuff tho breeze and start for the Rac
quet, or Loon, or Saranac, and we get
into our cedar shell boat or stand by the
'runaway' with rifle loaded ready to
Llaze away." J.Iy friends, this is one
reason why I like the Bible so much
its allusions are so true to nature. It$
partridges are real partridges, its
ostriches, real ostriches, and its reindeer,
real reindeer. I do not wonder that this
antlered glory of the text makes the hun
ter's eye sparkle and his cheek glow and
his respiration quicken. To say nothing
of its usefulness, although it i3 the most
useful of all game, its flesh delicious, its
skin turned into human apparel, its
sinews fasliioned into bow strings, its an
tlers putting handles on cutlery, and the
shavings of its horns used as a restora
tive, taken from the name of the hart
and called hartshorn. But putting aside
its usefulness, this enchanting creature
seems made out of gracefulness and elas
ticity. What an eye, with a liquid
brightness as if gathered up from a hun
dred lakes of sunset! The horns, a
coronal branching into every possible
curve, and after it seems done,
advancing into other projections of
exquisiteness, a tree of polished bone,
uplifted in pride, or swung down for
awful combat. It is velocity embodied.
Timidity impersonated. The enchant
ment of tho woods. Eye lustrous in life
and pathetic in death. Tho splendid ani
mal a complete rhythm of muscle, and
Lone, and color, and attitude, and loco
motion, whether couched in tho grass
among the shadows, or a living bolt shot
through the forest, or turning at bay to
attack the hounds, or rearing for its last
fall under tho buckshot of the trapper.
Is is a splendid appearance that tho
painter's pencil fails to sketch and only
a hunter's dream on a pillow of hemlock
at the foot of St. Kegi3 is able to pict
ure. When, twenty miles from any
ec-ttlernent, it comes down at eventide to
ihe lake's edge to drink among the Jdy
)0ls, and, with its sharp edged hoof,
maiu-rs me crystal or lxms lake, it w
very picturesque. But only when, after
miles or pursuit, with heaving sides and
lolling tongue and eyes swimming in
ueain mo nag leaps from the cliff into
Upper Saranac, can you rcalir.u how
much David had millerd from his
troubles and - how much he wanted God
when he expressed himself in the words
of the text: "As the hart panteth after
tlio water brooks, so panteth my houl
alter thee, O God."
Well now, k-t all those who have com
ing after them tho lean hounds of ov
eny or 1110 uiacK nounus of Tjersecution
or tho Pxttcd hounds of vicissitude or
the pale hounds of death or who are in
any wise pursued, 11 v to the wide,
deep, glorious lake of divine solace
and rescue. Tho most of tho
men and women whom I happen to
know at different times, if not now have
had trouble after them, uharp muzzled
troubles, swiTt troubles, all devouring
troubles. Many of you have made the
mistake of trying to light them. Some
txxiy meanly attacked you, and vou at
tacked them; they depreciated you, you
depreciated them; or they over?ached
you in a bargain, and you tried, in Wall
Btreet parlance, to get a corner on them;
or you have had a bereavement, and in
stead of Ixing submissive, you are fightin
that tiereavement; you charge on tho
doctoi'3 who failed to effect a cure; or
..i ii i . ,
i ii.wgu on uio carelessness oi the
railroad company through which the ac
cident occurred; or you aro a chronic
invalid, and you fret and worry and
scold and wonder why you can
not ho well like other neonle.
and you angrily charge on tho neuralgia
or me laryngitis or ttio ague or the sick
headache. The fact is you aro a deer at
bay. Instead of running to the waters
of divine consolation, and slaking your
inirst and cooling your body and soul in
me goou cneer oi me uospel, and swim
ming away into the mighty deeps of God's
love, you are lighting a whole kennel of
harriers. A few days ago. I saw in tho
Adirondacks a dog lying across tlie road,
ana lie seemed unable to get up, and I
. . ; . i . ... i , ,
u ouuhj iiuuuTs near dv: 'What is
the matter with that dog?" Thev an
swered : "A deer hurt him.' And I saw
he had a great swollen paw and a bat
tered head, showing where the antlers
struck him. And the probability is that
some of you might give a mighty clip to
your pursuers, you might damage their
business, you might worry them into ill
health, you might hurt them as much
as nicy nave Hurt you, but, after all, it
is not worth while. You only have hurt
a iiouiid. Better be olf for the Upper
Saranac, into which the mountains of
God s eternal strength look down and
moor their shadows. As for your physi
cal Ui.-:oruers, me worst strvenmne vou
can take is fret fulness, and the best med
icine is religion. I know people who
were only a little disordered, yet have
iretteci themselves into complete valetu
dinarianism, while others put their trust
in jou anu came up lrom the very
shadow of death, and have lived com
fortably twenty-five years with only one
utng. iv man with one lung, but God
with him, Is better off than a godless
man with two lungs. Some of you have
oeen lor a long time sailing around Cape
Fear when you ought to havo been sail
ing around Cape Good Hope. Do not
turn back, but go ahead. The deer will
accomplish more with its swift feet than
wnh its horns.
1 raw whole chains of lakes in the
Adirondacks, and from one height you
can see thirty, and there are said to be
over eight hundred in the crreafc wilder
ness. So near are thev to each other
that your mountain guide picks up and
carries the boat from lake to lake, the
small distance between them for that
reason called a "carry." And tho realm
or U-Kl s word is one long chain of
bright, refreshing lakes; each promise
a Like, a very short carry be
tween them, and though for ages
tho pursued havo been drinking out of
them, they are full up to the top of the
green uaniis, and the same David de
scribes them, and they seem so near to
gether that in three different places he
speaks of them as a continuous river
saying: "mere is a river the streams
wnerecf shall make glad the city of God ;"
"Thou shalt make them drink of the
rivers of thy pleasures;" "Thou greatly
enrichest it with the river of God whicl
is full of water."
Lut many of you have turned your
back on that supply, and confront your
trouble, and you are soured with vour
circumstances, and you are fighting so
. it-i , aiKi you aro lighting a pursuing
voriu, ana troubles instead of driving
you ii.to the cool lake of heavenly com
fort, have made you stop and turn round
and lower your head, and it is simply
antler c.gamst tooth. 1 do not blamo you.
J rooabjy under the same circumstances
i iii i
x "oi.ju nave uone worse, uut you are
ail wrong. 1 ou need to do as the rein
deer does m February and March it
sheds its horns. The Rabbinical writers
allude to this resignation of antlers by
the f tag when they say of a man who
ventures his money in risky enterprises,
ho has hung it on the stag's horns ; and a
proverb in the far east tells a man who
has foolishly lost his fortune to go and
find where the deer shed her horns. My
brother, quit the antagonism of your
circu.'iistances, quit misanthropy, quit
comj laint, quit pitching into your pur
suers, tie as wise as, next spring, will be
all the reindeer of the Adirondacks. Shed
your horns.
But very many of you are wronged of the
world and if in any assembly between
ranciy hook, jsew York, and Golden
Gate, San Francisco, it were asked that
i all those that had been sometimes badly
j treated should raise both their hands,
J and full response should bo made, there
would be twice as many hands lifted a3
! persons present I say many of you
j would declare: "We havo always
. done the best we could and tried to be
j useful, and why we should become the
i victims of malignment, or invalidism, or
: niishap, is inscrutable." Why do you
not know that the finer a deer, and the
more elegant its proportions, and the
more beautiful its bearing, the more
amicus the hunters and the hounds are
to capture it. Had that roebuck a
ragged fur and broken hoofs and
an obliterated eye and & hxnping gait
tho hunters would have eaid: "Pshaw!
don't let us waste our ammunition m
ck deer.
And the hounds would have j a
Citfpn a few uiiffs of tho track and then
darted off in another direction for better
game, y Pat when, the see a deer with
I'LAlTSMOtTTri WEfcklA ji&tViW, inUKSDiVr, SEPTEMBER
Rntlers lifted in mighty challenge" to
earth and sky, and the sleek hide looks
as if it had been smoothed by invisible
band, and the fat Bides inclose the
richest pasture that could bo nibbled
from tho bank of rills 60 clear they
Bcem to have dropped out of heaven,
and the tamp of its foot defies
tho jack shooting lantern and the rifle,
the horn and the hound, that deer they
will have if they must needs break their
neck in tho rapid3. So if there were no
noble stuff in your make up, if you were
a bifurcated nothing, if you were a for
lorn failure, you would be allowed to go
undisturbed; but the fact that the wholo
pack is in full cry after you is proof pos
itive that you aro splendid game and
worth capturing. Thereforo sarcasm
draws on you its "finest bead." There
foro the world goes gunning for you with
its best Maynard breech loader. Highest
compliment is it to your talent, or your
virtue, or your usefulness. You will
be assailed in proportion to your
great achievements. Tlio best "and
tho mightiest being tho world ever
saw, had set after him all the hounds,
terrestrial and diabolic, and they lapiied
his blood after the Calvarean massacre.
The world paid nothing to its Redeemer
but a bramble and a cross. Many who
havo done their best to make the world
better have had such a rough time of it
that all their pleasure is in anticipation
ot tlio next world, and they could ex
press their own feelings in tho words of
tho Baroness of Nairn at the close of her
long life:
Would you bo young again
Bo would not I;
Ono tear of memory given.
Onward I'll hie;
Life's dark wave forded o'er,
All but at rest on shore;
liar, would you plungo once more,
With home so uigh?
If you might, would you ootr
Retrace your way 1
Wander through stormy wilds.
Faint and astray ?
Night's gloomy watches fled,
Morning all beaming red,
Hoio's smile around us shed,
1 leaven ward, away I
Ves; for some people in this world
there seems no let up. They are pursued
from youth to manhood, and from man
hood into old age. Very distinguished
are Lord Stafford's hounds, and Earl of
Yarborough's hounds, and the Duke of
Rutland's hounds, and Queen Victoria
pays $8,500 per year to her master of
huckhounds. But all of them put to
gether do not equal in number, or speed,
or power to hunt down, the great ken
nel of hounds of which sin and trouble
are owner and master.
But what is a relief for all those pur
suits of trouble, and annovance. and
jxiin, and bereavement? My text gives
it to you in a word of three letters, but
each letter is a chariot if vou would
triumph, or a throne if you want to be
crowned, or a lake if you would slake
your thirst yea, a chain of three letters
G-o-d, the one for whom David
longed, and the one whom David found.
You might as well meet a ttar which.
after its sixth mile of running at the top
most speed through thicket and eorire.
and with the breath of tho doers on its
heels, has come in full sight of Scroon
lake and tried to cool its vroiectinir and
blistered tongue with a drop of dew
from a blade of grass, as to attempt to
satisfy an immortal soul, when flying
from trouble and sin. with any thins less
deep, and high, and broad, and immense,
ana mliuite, and eternal than God. His
comfort, why it embosoms all distress.
IIis arm, it wrenches off all bondage. His
hand, it wipes away all tears. His Christlv
atonement, it makes us all right with the
past, and all right with the future, and all
right with God, all right with man. and
iu riK"t lorever. lamartine tells us
1 I ' .1. A P T . . ...
that King Nimrod said to Ins three sons:
Here are three vases, and one is of
clay, another of amber, and another of
gold. Choose now which you will have."
The eldest son, having the first choice.
chose the vase of cold, on which was
written the word "empire," and when
oiened it was found to contain human
blood. The second son, making the next
choice, chose tho vase of amber, in
scribed with tho word "c-lorv." and
when opened it contained the ashes of
those who were once called great. The
third 6on took the vase of clay, and opening
it, found it empty, but on the bottom of it
was inscribed the name of God. King
Nimrod asked liis courtiers which vase
they thought weighed tho most. Tho
avaricious men of his court said the vase
of gold. The poets said the one of am-
oer. But the wisest men said the emntv
vase, because one letter of the name of
God outweighed a universe.
For him I thirst: for his errace I bejr:
on his promise I build my all. "Without
him I cannot be happy. I hare tried the
world, and it does well enousrh as far as
it goes, but it is too uncertain a world,
too evanescent a world. I am not a
prejudiced witness. I have nothing
against this world. I have been one of
the most fortunate, or, to use
a more Christian word, one of
the most blessed of men, blessed
in my parents, blessed in tho
place of my nativity, blessed in my
health, blessed in my field of work,
blessed in my natural temDerament.
blessed in mv familv, blessed in mv
opportunities, blessed in a comfortable
livelihood, blessed in the hone that mv
soul will go to Heaven through the par
doning mercy of God, and my body, un
less it De lost at sea or cremated in sonic
conflagration, will Ije down in the car-
dens of Greenwood among my kindred
and friends, some already gone and others
to come after me. life to many has
been a disappointment, but to me it has
been a pleasant surprise, and vet I de
clare that if I did not feel that God was
now my friend and ever present help,
I should be wretched and terror struck.
But I want more of him. I have
thought over this text and preached
this bermon to myself until with all the
aroused energies of my body, mind and
soul, and I can cry out: "As the hart
panteth after the water brooks, po panteth
my soul after thee, O God." Through
Jesus Christ make this God your God and
you can withstand anything and every
thing, and that which affrights pthers
will inspire you. As in time of earth
quake when an old Christian woman
was asked whether the was scared, an
swered: "No, I am glad that I have a
God who can 6hake the world," or, as in
financial jsnic, when a Christain mer
cuani was asxea u ne aia not tear lie
would break, answered: "Yes, I shall
break when, the fifteenth Psalm breal
hi tho fifteenth verse: Call upon mo in
the day of trouble; I will deliver thee
and thou shalt glorify me.'" O Chris
tian men and women, pursued of
annoyances and exasperations, remember
that this hunt, whether a still hunt or a
hunt in full cry, will soon be over. If
ever a whelp looks ashamed and ready to
slink out of sight it is when in the
Adirondacks a deer by ono long, tremen
dous plunge into Big Tupper lake gets
away from him. The disapjiointeil canine
swini9 in a little way, but, defeated,
swims out again and cringes with humili
ated yawn at the feet of his master. And
how abashed and ashamed will all your
earthly troubles be when you have dashed
into tho river from under the throne of
Chid, and the heights and depths of heaven
are between you and your pursuers. We
are told in Revelation xxii, 15: "Without
are dogs," by which I conclude there is
a whole kennel of hounds outside the
gate of heaven, or, as when a master
goes in a door his dog lies on the steps
waiting for him to come out, so the
troubles of this life may follow us to the
shining door, but hey cannot get in.
"Without are dogs!" I have seen dogs
and owned dogs that I would not be
chagrined to see in the heavenly citv.
Some of the grand old watch dogs who
are tho constabulary of the homes in sol
itary places, and for years have been tho
only protection of wife and child; some
of the shepherd dogs that drive
back the wolves and bark away
tho flocks from going too near the
precipice; and some of tho dogs whose
neck and paw Landseer, the painter, has
made immortal, would not find me shut
ting them out from the gate of shining
pearl. Some of those old St. Bernard
dogs that have lifted jierishing travelers
out of the Alpine snow; the dog that
John Brown, the Scotch essayist, saw
ready to spring at the surgeon lest, in
removing tho cancer, ho too much hurt
the poor woman whom the dog felt
bound to protect; and dogs that we
caressed in our childhood days, or
that in later time lay down on
the rug in seeming sympathy when our
homes were desolateiL I say, if some
soul entering heaven should happen to
leave the gate ajar and these faithful
creatures should quietly walk in, it
would not at all disturb my heaven. But
all those human or brutal hounds that
have chased aud torn and lacerated the
world; yea, all that now bite or worry
or tear to pieces, shall be prolubited.
"Without are dogs!" No place thero
for harsh critics or backbiters or despoil
ers of the reputation of others. Down
with you to the kennels of darkness and
despair! The hart has reached the eter
nal water brooks, and the panting of the
long chase is quieted in still pastures,
and "There shall be nothing to hunt or
destroy in all God's holy mount."
Oh, when some of you get there it
will be like what a hunter tells of when
he was pushing his canoe far up north in
the winter and amid the ice floes, and a
hundred miles, as ho thought, from any
other human beings. He was startled
one day as he heard a stepoincr on th
ice, and he cocked tho rifle ready to meet
anything that came near. He found a
man, barefooted and insane from long
exposure, approaching him. Taking him
into his canoe and kindling fires to warm
him, ho restored him and found out
where he had lived, and took him to
his home and found all the village in
great excitement. A hundred men were
searching for this lost man, and his
family and friends rushed out to meet
hmi, and, as had been agreed, at his first
appearance bells were rung and guns
were discharged and banquets spread,
and the rescuer loaded with presents.
Well, when some of 3-ou step out of this
wilderness, where you have been chilled
and torn and sometimes lost amid the
iceberg;, into the warm greetings of all
the villages of the glorified, and your
friends rush out to give you welcoming
a kiss, mo news that there is another
soul forever saved will call the caterers
of heaven to spread the banquet, and
the bell men to lay hold of the rope in
tho tower, and while the chalices click at
the feast, and the bells clang from the
towers, it will be a scene 60 uplifting I
pray God I may be there to take part in
the celestial merriment. And now do
you not think the prayer in Solomon's
song, where he compared Christ to a rein
deer coming down kj the night to pasture
on the plains, would make an exquisitely
appropriate peroration to my sermon:
"Until the day break and the shadows
flee away, be thou like a roe or a young
hart upon the mountains of Bether."
A Pathetic Tale from Australia.
The other day a leading Sydney solici
tor received instructions from London to
hunt up a young man who had quitted
London ten vears previously, and a draft
for 300 was inclosed to pay his passage
home. After a course of advertising a
member of a charitable society called in
and directed the solicitor to a certain
hovel in lower Alexandria, Sydney. The
solicitor, knowing the "lay" of the
country, judiciously sent his clerk down
to catch the fever instead of doing it in
person.
That well dressed young man explored
the barbarous region, dodging through
back lanes and over mud pies and among
broken fences that hung wearily and
lopsidedly amid abysses of mud, and at
last he arrived at a hut which boasted a
box and a pile of rags and straw for its
sole furniture. A weary woman, who
had once been handsome, and who under
happier auspices would be handsome
again, begged that they should not be
turned out of their dismal abode until
her husband was better, and a hollow
cjeuuivium sireiciiea on a pile ot raga
in the corner echoed the petition. And
these two were the heirs to a fortune of
30,000. Sydney (Australia) Bulletin.
Men Servants the Rage.
Men servants are now the rage among
rich people. Families that formerly em
ployed girls are discarding them now in
favor of neat, handy, good looking men.
These are kept in swallowtails all the
time, and they answer the door, wait on
table, clean the knives and forks, brush
boots and clothes and go out with the
carriage as footmen. The result of this
has been that there are twice the num
ber of women out of employment here
now than ever before. The intelligence
offices are overcrowded with them.
New York Star.
Lord Tennyson has passed upon his
80th year witl; a fight heart,
13, 1838.
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DKALHUS IN
Fine Staple and
-Ilfudquaiters
Fruits and
Oranges, Lemons, Jiansms
Canned Fruits
PRICES LOW.
BEftlRJE
Main Streot
T
Jonathan Hatt.
WHOLESALE
PORK PACKERS and dealers in BUTTER AND ECOS
BEEF, TOllK, MUTTON AjS'i) VEAL.
THE BEST THE MARKET AFFORDS ALWAYS ON HAND.
Sugar Cured Meats, Hams. Bacon, Lard, &c, c
ot our own make. The best brands of OYSTERS, in cans and l u'k at
WHOLESALE AND RETAIL ' '
G-IVS 'ZLVX CAT aT n
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9-
W. I. JOSEN,
THE FS
HAS
Carriages for Pleasure and Short Drives
Always 22 pi 2loady.
Cor. 4th. and Vino - PIattsin.oia.th.
PEED G -
IS THUD
Odes
Agricultural
In Cass
UK KKKI'S OX J I A X 1
To suit all seasons
Nichols
and fchetanl 1 hresluup-
lead i
Wagons and Buggies kept
eenino
Water. Ue sure and call
Plattsmouth or "Weeping "Water.
9ntisiiioiith antl Wceninz? Vaif IVohnufrM
F.
G. FRiCKE&CO
(SUCCESSOR TO J. M. ItoKEKlS.)
Will keep constantly on hand a full and complete etock of pu.-
Drugs
and Medicies, Paints,
PUR E L
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Fancy Groceries
lor till kinds of-
Vegetables I
jiik all varieties of fivsli and
constantly on hand.
GIVE
US A CALL,
TUTT,
:Flattszxioitli.
J. W. AIakthis.
A2TI5 PwSTAXL
AT HA KEY.
Stables,
Proprietor,
s3
OD
County.
A I ILL LIXK OF-
of the year.
aelnnep. PptPi- Rl.olto,
ant
all ti e
House
constantly on hand. Jirancl
on I red before
you buy,
either at
W
IQUORS.
Dealer,
Oils