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STORY OF THE HEROIC RESCUE
Golden TU: Behold th Fire and the
Wood. Sat Where la the Lamb T
Gen 22-7 Abraham's Supreme Trial
Delivered Oct. 13, 1895.
ERE are Abraham
and Isaac: the one
a kind, old, gra
father; the other a
From his bronzed
can tell that this
son has been much j
in the fields, and
from his Ehaggy dress you know that
he has been watching the herds. The
mountain air has painted his cheek
rubicund. He Is twenty, or twenty
five, or, as some suppose, thirty-three
yeaxs of age; nevertheless a boy, con
sidering the length of life to which
people lived in those times, and the
fact that a son never is anything but
a boy to a father. I remember that my
father used to come into the house
when the children were home on some
festival occasion, and say i "Where
are the boys?" although "the boys"
were twenty-five, and thirty, and thirty-five
years of age: So this Isaac is
only a boy to Abraham, and his father's
heart is in him. It is Isaac here and j
Isaac there. If therw is any festivity
around the father's tent, Isaac must I
enjoy it. It is Isaac's walk, and Isaac's
apparel, and Isaac's manners, and
Isaac's prospects, and Isaac's prosper
ity. The father's heart-strings are all
wrapped around that boy, and wrapped
gain, until nine-tenths of the old
man's life is in Isaac. I can Just
imagine how lovingly and proudly he
looked at his only son.
Well, the dear old man had borne a
great deal of trouble, and it had left
Its mark upon him. In hieroglyphics
of wrinkle the story was written from
forehead to chin. But now his trouble
seems all gone, and we are glad that he
is very soon to rest forever. If the old
man shall get decrepit, Isaac is strong
enough to wait on him. If the father
get dim of eyesight, Isaac will lead him
by the hand. If the father become des
titute, Isaac will earn him bread. How ,
glad we are that the ship that has been
In such & stormy sea is coming at last
Into the harbor. Are you not rejoiced
that glorious old Abranam is through
with his troubles? No! no! A thun
derbolt! From that clear eastern sky
there drops Into tha lather's tent a
roice with an announcement enough
to turn black hair white, and to stun
the patriarch into instant annihilation.
God said: "Abraham!" The old man
answered: "Here I am." God said to
him: "Take thy son, thy only son
Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee
into the land of Moriah, and offer him
there as a burnt-offering." In other
words, .slay him; cut his body into
fragments; put the fragments on the
wood; set fire to the wood, and let
Isaac's body be consumed to ashes.
"Cannibalism! Murder!" says some
one. "Not so," said Abraham. I hear
him soliloquize: "Here is the boy on
whom I have depended! Oh, how I
loved him! He was given In answer to
prayer, and now must I surrender him?
0 Isaac, my son! Isaac, how shall I
part with you? But then it is always
safer to do as God asks me to; I have
been in dark places before, and God
got me out. I will implicitly do as
God has told me, although it is very
dark. I can't see my way, but I know
God makes no mistakes, and to him
1 commit myself and my darling son."
Early in the morning there Is a stir
"around Abraham's tent. A beast of
burden is fed and saddled. Abraham
makes no disclosure of the awful se
cret. At the break of day he says:
"Come, come, Isaac, get up! We are
going off on a two or three days' jour
ney." I hear the axe hewing and split
ting amid the wood until the sticks
are made the right length and the right
thickness, and then they are fastened
on the beast of burden. They pass on
there are four of em Abraham,
the father; Isaac, the son; and two
servants. Going along the road, I see
Isaac looking up Into his father's face,
and saying: "Father, what is the mat
ter? Are you not well! Has anything
happened? Are you tired? Lean on
my arm." Then, turning around to
the servants, the son says: "Ah! fa
ther Is getting old, ana he has had
trouble enough in other days to kill
The third morning has come, and it
Is the day of the tragedy. The two
servants are left with the beast of bur
den, while Abraham and his son Isaac,
as was the custom of good people in
those times, went up on the hill to sac
rifice to the Lord. The wood is taken
off the beast's back, and put on Isaac's
back. Abraham has in one hand a pan
of coals or a lamp, and in the other a
sharp, keen knife. Here are all the
appliances for sacrifice, you say. No,
there is one thing wanting; there is
no victim no pigeon, or heifer, or
lamb. Isaac, not knowing that he 13
to be the victim, looks up Into his fa
ther's face, and asks a question which
must have cut the old man to the bone
"My father!" The father said: "My
son, Isaac, here I am." The son said:
"Behold the fire and the wood, but
where is the lamb?" The father's lip
quivered, and his heart fainted, and his
knees knocked together, and his entire
body, mind and soul shivered in Elck
ening anguish E3 he struggles to gain
equipoise; for he does not want to
break down. And then he looks into
his son's face, with a thousand rushing
tendernesses, and says: "My son, God
will provide himself a lamb."
The twain are now tt the foot of
the hill, the place which is to be famous
for a most transcendent occurrence.
They gather some stones out of the
field, and build an altar of three or
four feet high. Then they take this
wood off Isaac's back and sprinkle it
over the stones, so as to help and in
vite the flame. The altar is done it la
all done. Isaac has helped to build it.
With his father h has discussed
whether the top of the table is even,
and whether the wood Is properly pre
pared. Then there Is a pause. The
son looks around to' see if there Is not
some living animal that can be caught
and butchered for the offering. Abra
ham tries to choke down his fatherly
feelings and suppress his grief, in or
der that he may break to his son the
terrific news that he is to be the victim.
Ah! Isaac never looked more beauti
ful than on that day to his father. As
the old man ran his emaciated fingers
through his son's hair, he said to him
self: "How shall I give him up?
What will his mother say when I come
back without my boy? I thought he
would have been the comfort of my de
clining days. I thought he would have
been the hope of ages to come. Beau
tiful and loving, and yet to die under
my own hand. Oh, God! is there not
some other sacrifice that will do? Take
my life, and spare his! Pour out my
blood, and save Isaac for his mother
and the world!" But this was an in
ward struggle. The father controls his
feelings, and looks into his son's face,
and says: "Isaac, must I tell you all?"
His son said: "Yes, father. I thought
you had something on your mind; tell
it." The father said: "My son, Isaac,
thou art the lamb!" -Oh," you say,
"why didn't that young man, if he
was twenty or thirty years of age,
smite into the dust his infirm father?
He could have done it." Ah! Isaac
knew by this time that the scene was
typical of a Messiah who was to come,
and so he made no struggle. .They fell
on each other's necks, and wailed out
the parting. Awful and matchless
scene of the wilderness. The rocks
echo back the breaking of their heart3.
The cry: "My son! my son!" The an
swer: "My father! my father!"
Do not compare this, as some people
have, to Agamemnon, willing to offer
up his daughter, Iphigenia, to please
the gods. There is nothing comparable
to this wonderful obedience to the true
God. You know that victims for sac
rifice were always bound, so that they
might not struggle away. Rawllngs,
the martyr, when he was dying for
Christ's sake, said to the blacksmith
who held the manacles: "Fasten those
chains tight now, for my flesh may
struggle mightily." So Isaac's arms
are fastened, his feet are tied. The old
man, rallying all his strength, lifts him
on to a pile of wood. Fastening a
thong on one side of the altar, he
makes it span the body of Isaac, and
fastens the thong at the other side the
altar, and another thong, and another
thong. There is the lamp flickering
in the wind, ready to be put under the
brush-wood of the altar. There is the
knife, sharp and keen. Abraham,
struggling with his mortal feelings on
the .one side, and the commands of God
on the other takes that knife, rubs
the flat of it on the palm of his hand,
cries to God for help, comes up to the
side of the altar, puts a parting kiss on
the brow of his boy, takes a message
from him for mother and home, and
then, lifting the glittering weapon for
the plunge of the death-stroke his
muscles knitting for the work the
hand begins to descend. It falls! Not
on the heart of Isaac, but on the arm
of God, who arrests the stroke, making
the wilderness quake with the cry:
"Abraham! Abraham! lay not thy hand
upon the lad, nor do him any harm!"
What is this sound back In the
woods! It is a crackling as of tree
branches, a bleating and a struggle.
Go, Abraham, and see what It is. Oh,
it was a ram that, going through the
woods, has its crooked horns fastened
and entangled in the brushwood, and
could not get loose; and Abraham
seizes it gladly, and quickly unloosens
Isaac from the altar, puts the ram on
in his place, sets the lamp under the
brushwood of the altar, and as the
dense smoke of the sacrifice begins to
rise, the blood rolls down the sides of
the altar,' and drops hissing into the
fire, and I hear the words: "Behold
the Lamb of God who takes away the
sins of the world."
Well, what are you going to get out
of this? There is an aged minister of
the Gospel. He says. "I should get
cut of it that when God tells you to do
a thing, whether it seems reasonable
to you or not, go ahead and do it. Here
Abraham couldn't have been mistaken.
God didn't speak so Indistinctly that it
was not certain whether he called
Sarah, or Abimelech, or somebody else;
but with divine articulation, divine In
tonation, divine emphasis, he said:
'Abraham! Abraham rushed blindly
ahead to do his duty, knowing that
things would come out right. Like
wise do so yourselves.
There Is a mystery of your life. There
is some burden you have to carry. You
don't know why God has put it on you.
There is some persecution, some trial,
and you don't know why God allows it.
There Is a work for you to do, and you
have not enough grace, you think, to
do it. Do as Abraham did. Advance,
and do your whole duty. Be willing to
give up Isaac, and perhaps you will not
have to give up anything. "Jehovah
Jireh the Lord will provide." A cap
ital lesson this old minister gives us.
Out yonder, in this house, is an aged
woman; the light of heaven in her face;
she is half-way through the door; she
has her hand on the pearl of the gate
Mother, what would you get out of this
subject? "Oh," she says, "I would learn
that it Is In th9 last pinch that God
comes to the relief. You see the altar
was ready, and Isaac was fastened on
it, and the knife was lifted; and Just
at the last moment God broke In and
stopped proceedings. So it has been
In my life of seventy years. Why, sir,
there was a time when the flour was
all out of the house; and I set the table
at noon and had nothing to put on it;
but five minutes of one o'clock a loaf of
bread came. The Lord will provide.
My son was very sick, and I aid: 'Dear
Lord, you don't mean to takl Mm away
from me, do you? Please, L.fd, don't
take him away. Why, there ate neigh
bors who have three and four sons;
this Is my only son; this Is my Isaac.
Lord, you won't take him away from
me, will you?' But I saw he was get
ting worse and worse all the time, and
I turned round and prayed, until after
awhile I felt submissive, and I could
say: 'Thy will, O Lord, be done!' The
doctors gave him up. And, as was the
custom In those times, we had made the
grave-clothes, and we were whispering
about the last exercises when I looked,
and I saw some perspiration on his
brow, showing that the fever had
broken, and he spoke to us so naturally,
that I knew that he was going to get
well. He did get well, and my son
Isaac, whom I thought was going to be
slain and consumed of disease, was loos
ened from that altar. And bless your
souls, that's been so for seventy years;
and if my voice were not so weak, and
If I could see better, I could preach to
you younger people a sermon; for
though I can't see much, I can see this:
whenever you get Into a tough place,
and your heart Is breaking, If you will
look a little farther into the woods,
you will see, caught in the branches, a
substitute and a deliverance. 'My son,
God will provide himself a lamb.' "
Thank you, mother, for that short
sermon. I could preach back to you
for a minute or two and say, never do
you fear. I wish I had half as good
hope of heaven as you have. Do not
fear, mother; whatever happens, no
harm will ever happen to you. I was
going up a long flight of stairs; and I
saw an aged woman, very decrepit, and
with a cane, creeping on up. She made
but very little progress, and I felt very
exuberant; and I said to her: "Why,
mother, that is no way to go up-stairs;"
and I threw my arms around her and I
carried her up and put her down on the
landing at the top of the stairs. She
said: "Thank you, thantf you; I am
very thankful." O mother, when you
get through this life's work and you
want to go up-stairs and rest in the
good place that God has provided for
you, you will not have to climb up
you will not have to crawl up painfully.
The two arms that were stretched on
the cross will be flung around you, and
you will be hoisted with a glorious lift
beyond all weariness and all struggle.
May the God of Abraham and Isaac be
with you until you see the Lamb on the
Now, that aged minister has made a
suggestion, and this aged woman has
made a suggestion; I will make a sug
gestion: Isaac going up the hill makes
me think of the great sacrifice. Isaac,
the only son of Abraham. Jesus, the
only Son of God. On those two "onlys"
I build a tearful emphasis. O Isaac!
O Jesus! But this last sacrifice was a
most tremendous one. When the knife
was lifted over Calvary, there was no
voice that cried "Stop!" and no hand
arrested It. Sharp, keen, aud tremen
dous, it cut down through nerve and
artery until the blood sprayed the faces
of the executioners, and the mid-day
sun dropped a veil of cloud over its
face because it could not endure the
spectacle. O Isaac, of Mount Moriah!
0 Jesus, of Mount Calvary! Better
could God have thrown away Into an
nihilation a thousand worlds than to
have sacrificed his only Son. It was
not one of ten sons it was his only
Son. If he had not given up him, you
and I 'would have perished. "God so
loved the world that he gave his only
.". I stop there, not because I have
forgotten the quotation, but because
1 want to think. "God so loved the
world that he gave His only begotten
Son, that whosoever believeth In him
should not perish, but have everlasting
life." Great God! break my heart at
the thought of that sacrifice. Isaac the
only, typical of Jesus the Only.
You see Isaac going up the hill and
carrying the wood. O Abraham, why
not take the load off the boy? If he la
going to die so soon, why not make his
last hours easy? Abraham knew that
In carrying that wood up Mount Moriah,
Isaac was to be a symbol of Christ
carrying his own cross up Calvary. I
do not know how heavy that cross was
whether it was made of oak, or acacia,
or Lebanon cedar. I suppose it may
have weighed one, or two, or three hun
dred pounds. That was the lightest
part of the burden. All the sins and
sorrows of the world were wound
around that cross. The heft of one, the
heft of two worlds: earth and hell
were on his shoulders. O Isaac, carry
ing the wood of sacrifice up Mount Mo
riah. O Jesus, carrying the wood of
sacrifice up Mount Calvary, the agonies
of earth and hell wrapped around that
cross. I shall never see the heavy load
on Isaac's back, that I shall not think
of the crushing load on Christ's back.
For whom that load? For you. For
you. For me. For me. Would that all
the tears that we have ever wept over
our sorrows had been saved until this
morning, and that we might now pour
them out on the lacerated back and
feet and heart of the Son of God.
C. S. Phelps and Henry Rijrden of
Ottawa, 111., were killed by a train near
Christopher Dalton died in jail at
Nevada, Mo., of consumption.
A handsome female photographer
ought to do a good business with her
It is as easy for some men to be witty
as it is difficult for some to be other
wise than dull.
"Never play at any game of chance.
The man who hides four aces in his
sleeve observes this rule.
A courtesy or kindness on the part of
a stranger should be received in the
spirit in which it is meant.
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.
LESSON IV SUNDAY, OCTOBER
27 THE CHILD SAMUEL.
Golden Text: "Speak L.ord for Thy
Servant Heareth The Condition of
the Jews at the Close of the Period
N T It ODUCTORY:
The section In
cludes the first six
chapters of 1 Sam
uel. The two booka
of Samuel, like the
two books of Kings,
an undivided whole.
All four were called
Vxr Tornme Thfl
Books of the Kings.
The books are called the books of Sam
uel, because they record the life and
ministry of the great prophet and
Judge. They are called books of Kings
because they record the Introduction of
royalty among the Israelites. Johnson.
It Is generally agreed that the book is
a compilation from different sources,
Including the writings of Samuel him
self (1 Sam. 10:25), the book of Nathan
the prophet, and the book of Gad the
seer (1 Chron. 29:29; 2 Chron. 9:29).
Samuel was born about 1146 B. C; and
the date of this lesson is therefore
twelve years later, 1134 B. C. (The ex
act dates of this period are all of them
somewhat uncertain.) Place: Shiloh,
the religious capital of Israel, seven
teen miles north of Jerusalem, and half
way between Bethel and Shechem, nine
or ten miles from each. Samuel:
Twelve years old; Eli, about 78 years
old, high priest and judge. Today's les
son Includes 1 Samuel 3:1-13.
1. And the child Samuel ministered
unto the Lord before Eli. And the
word of the Lord was precious in those
days; there was no open vision. (Sam
uel was now only i2 years old. There
was no written word. There was no
recognized prophet "whose word came
to all Israel.")
2. And it came to pass at that time,
'when Ell was laid down in his place,
and his eyes began to wax dim, that he
could not see;
3. And ere the lamp of God went out
in the temple of the Lord, where the
ark of God was, and Samuel was laid
down to sleep;
4. That the Lord called Samuel: and
he answered, Here am I.
5. And he ran unto Eli, and said,
Here am I; for thou calledst me. And
he said, I called not; lie down again. And
he went and lay down. (And he ran
unto Eli. Unacquainted with the visions
of the Almighty, he took that to be only
Eli's call which was really the call of
God. Such mistakes we make oftener
than we think.)
6. And the Lord called yet again,
Samuel. And Samuel arose and went
to Ell, and said, Here am I; for thou
didst call me. And he answered, I
called not, my son; lie down again.
7. Now Samuel did not yet know ths
Lord, neither wa3 the word of the
Lord yet revealed unto him.
8. And the Lord called Samuel again
the third time. And he arose and went
to Eli, and said. Here am I; for thou
didst call me. And Eli perceived that
the Lord had called the child.
9. Therefore Eli said unto Samuel,
Go, lie down: and it shall be, if he call
thee, that thou shalt say, Speak, Lord;
for thy servant heareth. So Samuel
went and lay down in his place.
10. And the Lord came, and stood,
and called as at other times, Samuel,
Samuel. Then Samuel answered.
Speak; for thy servant heareth.
! 11. And the Lord said to Samuel, Be
hold, I will do a thing in Israel, at
which both the ears of every one thai
heareth it shall tingle. (Now Samuel
did not yet know the Lord. He did not
recognize his call, he did not know how
God communicated his will to his
prophets. This was his first experience,
as is stated in the last part of the
verse. 8. The third time. God kept
repeating his call. For he knew it was
not from unwillingness to hear and
obey that Samuel did not answer him,
but from Inexperience. Indeed, Sam
uel's prompt obedience to Eli's sup'
posed call was the assurance that hi
would answer God's call whenever he
Every drinker has the devil for hi.
I An animal will not disobey the laws
j "Death loves a shining mark," and so
I The boy of to-day is the man of to
Imorrow. Are you setting him a good
The devil will assure you that "just
one drink will do you no harm." The
devil is a liar.
KJfi - -1
a ' 'wp v"riE til f7. $
Shells for Wall Pockets.
"I have often wondered," said a fish
erman, "that somebody didn't fix up a
lot of horseshoe crab shells and put
them on the market as wall pockets.
They are commonly used for that pur
pose in fishermens' houses for catchalls
and for slipper holders, and very pretty
they are, too. The horseshoe crab
is in two parts, joined by a hing'e across
the back about two-thirds of the way
from the front- In making" a wall pock
et the rear part of the shell is cut away;
that leaves the top of the shell as it
hangs, crescent-shaped. A hole is bored
in each part of the crescent for the ends
of the cord or ribbon that is to support
the shell, which is backed with paste
board. Some dye them with analine
dyes, but oftener they simply varnish
them, showing1 the natural color of the
shell, which is a dark brown. New
Beware of Ointments for Catarrh That
Contain Merrurjr, '
As mercury will aurely deMroy the
sense of pmell and completely drrange
the whole system when entf-rlriff it
through the mucous surface.. Huch ar
ticles should never b lined xc-it on
prescriptions from reputaM" physi
cians, as the damafje th-y will do 1 ten
fold to the good you can pomdbJy derive
from them. Hall's Catarrh Cure, manu
factured by F. J. Cheney & Co., Toledo,
O., contains no mercury, and In tak-r
internally, acting directly upon the
blood and mucous surfaces of the sys
tem. In buying Itall's Catarrh Cure, he
ure you get the genuine. It Is taken In
ternally, and made In Toledo, Ohio, hy
F. J. Cheney & Co. Testimonials free.
Sold by druggists; price, 75c per bot
tle. Hall's Family Pills. 25c.
Soon Managed It.
A Liverpool merchant recently went
to his head clerk and said:
"John, i owe about UlO.i.OO. and all I
possess is 4,(!00. which is locked np in
the safe. 1 have been thinking that
this is the riht time to make an as
signment, but what plausible pretext
1 can give iny creditors, I know not.
You have plenty of brains: think the
matter over and let me have yauv de
cision in the morning."
The clerk promised to do so.
On entering the ollice the next morning-
the merchant found the safe open,
the money pone, and in its place a let
ter which read as follows:
"I have taken the i'M-CM and have
gone to South America. It is the best
excuse you can pive 3'our creditors.'
FITS AH Fits stopped fre" by Pr. Kline's Great
Ner?e Kestorer. o Kitsaftr the iiniiuy'M u.se.
Uarvrlouscurcs. Trat ie an I C2trial Uttlcfre't
fcitcaes. bend toLir. Kl)ue,93l Arcb&t.,liiHa.,l'a.
A limy Man.
Hugh Tudor, of Dawn, Mo, strives to
combine business with humor. On his
business envelopes is printed the fol
lowing in one corner: "If not called
for within ten days return to Hugh
Tudor, Dawn, Mo., secretary of the
Farmers Mutual Insurance Co. of Liv
ingston County, and secretary of the
Second Congressional Cyclone, Torna
do and Wind Storm Co.," and the fol
lowing additional statement appears in
another corner: "I sell insurance
against accidents, fire, deth, wind
storms, sigh kloans, tornadoes, loss of
slepe, loss of rent, poverty and 2d hus
bands, and issue .bond insurance."
A Lazy Husband.
A country newspaper reports a brief
colloquj- between a woman and her
lazynusband. She was busy, and the
baby was crying, and the man, so far
as appears, was doing nothing.
"John," she said, "I wish you would
rock tne baby."
4Oh, bother,' was the answer, 4'why
should I rock the baby?"
Why, because he isu't very well and
I have this mending to do. Hesides,
half of him belongs to you anyhow, and
you ought to be willing to help take
care of him."
"Well, half of him belongs to yoc,
too, and you can rock your half and let
my half holler."
"AMONG THE OZARKS."
The Land of Big Red Apples, is an
attractive and interesting book, handsomely
illustr.ted with views' of South Missouri
scenery, including the famous O.dea fruit
farm of 3,000 acres in Howell county. It
pertains to fruit raising in that great fruit
belt of America, the southern slope of the
Ozards, and will prove of great value, noj
only to fruit-growers, but to every farmer
and homeaoeker looking for a farm and a
J. E. Lockwood,
Kansas City, Mo.
An important paper, "The Future in
Relation to American Naval Power,"
is contributed to the October Harper's
by Captain A. T. Mahan. I. S. N., who
advocates the maintenance of a strong
navy, not only for national defence,
but for the promotion of the interests
of the United States in the interna
tional complications which are certain
to arise in the near future through the
growing importance of China and Ja
pan and the approaching absorption of
all the unclaimed islands of the sea by
the great powers of the world.
"Even absolutely clean teeth will de
cay," said a dentist, "but constant care
in this respect greatly prolongs the life
of a tooth. The general health visually
has a good deal to do with it. People
used to think that it was a useless ex
penditure to have children's teeth tilled
before the arrival of the second set, but
more of them are beinp educated to
the fact that the longer the first set is
preserved the better the quality of the
second set will be. Every child, as
soon as he is able to handle a brush,
should have one and be taught to use
Marriage is a failure whenever it is a disappointment.
'My sister was afflicted U
with a severe case of scrof- fc
ula. Our doctor recommended .
Ayer's Sarsaparilia as beiri CHTCC1
the best blood-purifier within
his experience. We gave her tllCSC
this medicine, and a complete
cure was the result." "VYm. WO
O. Jenkins, Devreese, Neb. 1
IT WILL CURE YOU TOO.
The Author of "Unnle Tom'i Cabin."
' Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe celebra
ted her 83rd year some weeks ago amid
almost national rejoicings. The gen
eral health of the famous authoress of
"Uncle Tom's Cabin is better than it
was on her birthday last year; her ap
petite is excellene, and her strength
such that she is to be seen daily during
fine weather walking about the pretty
neighborhood of Hartford, her Connec
ticut home. Mrs Stowe's physical pow
ers are remarkable, in view of her ad
vanced years, and no doubt her fondness
for outdoor life has done much to keep
her in such good condition
Like a Venomous Serpent
Hidden in the grass,, malaria but waits our
approach, to 6pring at and fasten Its fangs
upon us. There is, however, a certain anti
dose to Its venom which renders it power
less for evlL Ilostetter's tomach Bitters Is
this acknowledged and world-famed speci
fic, and it Is, besides this, a thorough cura
tive for rheumatism, dyspey&ia, liver com
plaint, constlpat on, la grippe and nervous
ness. In convalescence and age It is very
The discussion of the liquor question
j i an important feature of the North
j American Keview for October, Drs.
, Waldo and Walsh describing in the
; ligijt of English statistics the influence
of environment in developing the drink
j habit, and the Kev. i)r. V. C Iglehart,
. pastor of th' I 'ark Avenue Methodist
! EpifccopaJ church in New York city, ad
; v ten ling in "The Saloon and the Sab-
bath," th enforcement of the present
: cxcimj law in Sew York.
Jonea ftfcker 1J vt',',, if','hy in a hus
band lik tlofhT" S". ezifulwi she
would giv it tij. nwi v5 ''An-jr to tell
her it wan "i--? ut ' v-:tiHn needs
him." but hli i m Uause he
was hard to pet off itr t-awi " Then
the domestic tnt'-Mr rrordiale wa3
ruilted. Uoston C":oi-e,
Are inseparably connected. The for
mer depend simply, 6oleb, solidly
upon the latter. If it is pure they are
properly fed and there is no " nervous
ness." If it is impure they are fed on
refuse and the horrors of nervous
prostration result. Feed the nerves
on pure blood. Make pure blood and
keep it pure by taking
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1 W'J'.J Jrdf -JTS derive ienent rrom
A LVv tf tion easv. asi
There is a large per
centage 0f those who
suppose their cases
to bo consumption
who are only suffer
Injr from a chronic
cold or deep seated congb, often afreravated by
catarrh. For catarrh use Ely's Cream Balm. Both
remedies are pleasant to nge. Cream Balm, 60c. per
bottie; rineola Balsam, 25c. at Druggists. Jn quan
tities of $2.50 will deliver on receipt of amount.
ELY BROTHERS, 5i Warren St., New York.
"Afflicted for seven years,
with what appeared to be a
cancer in the face, other
treatment beinjj of no benefit,
I tried Ayer'a Sarsaparilia.
The result is that in one year,
all trace of cancer has been
removed." Mr3. John B.
Rivers, Manchester, N. H.
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