HEATEN IS LOOKING.
DR. TALMACE PREACHES HIS
FIRST WASHINGTON SERMON.
Chooaee tbe FkmoD) Passage from He
brews: "Seeing We Are Alao Com
passed About with So Great a Cloud
f Witnesses. w
N this, my opening
sermon In the na
tional capital I give
Christian saluta
tion. I bethink my
self of the privilege
of standing in this
historic church, so
long presided over
by one of the most
remarkable men of
the century. There are plenty of good
ministers beside Dr. Sunderland, but
I do not know of any man except him
self with enough brain to have stood
successfully and triumphantly forty
three years in this conspicuous pulpit.
Long distant be the year when that
Gospel chieftain shall put down the sil
ver trumpet with which he has mar
shaled the hosts of Israel, or sheathe
the sword with which he has struck
such mighty blows for God and right
eousness. I come to you with the same
Gospel that he has preached and to join
you la all kinds of work for making the
world better, and I hope to see you all
in your own homes and have you all
come and see me, but don't all come at
once, and without any preliminary dis
courses as to what I propose to do. I
begin here and now to cheer you with
the thought that all heaven is sym
pathetically looking on. "Seeing we
also are compassed about with so great
a. cloud of witnesses."
Crossing the Alps by the Mont Cenis
pas3, or through the Mont Cenis tun
nel, you are in a few hours set down at
Verona, Italy, and In a few minutes be
gin examining one of the grandest ruins
of the old world the Amphitheater.
The whole building sweeps around you
la a circle. You stand in the arena
where the combat was once fought or
the race run. and on all sides the seats
rise, tier above tier, until you count 40
elevations, or galleries, as I shall see St
to call them, In which sat the senators,
the kings, and the twenty-five thou
sand excited spectators. At the sides of
the arena, and under the galleries, are
the cages in which the lions and tigers
are kept without food, until, frenzied
with hunger and thirst, they are let
out upon some pcor victim, who, with
hi3 sword and alone, is condemned to
meet them. I think that Paul himself
once stood in such a place, and that it
was not only figurative', but literally,
that he had "fought with beasts at
Ephesus."
The gala day has come. From all the
world the people are pouring Into Vero
na. Men, women and children, orators
and senators, great men and small,
thousands upon thousands come, until
the first gallery is full, and the second,
the third, the fourth, the fifth all the
way up to the twentieth, all the way up
to the thirtieth, all the way up to the
fortieth. Every place is filled. Immensi
ty of audience sweeping the great cir
cle. Silence! The time for the contest
has come. A Roman official leads forth
the victim Into the arena. Let him get
his sword, with firm grip, Into his right
hand. The twenty-five thousand sit
breathlessly watching. I hear the door
at the side of the arena creak open. Out
plunges the half-starved lion, his
tongue athirst for blood, and, with a
roar that brings all the galleries to
their feet, he rushes against the sword
of the combatant. Do you know how
strong a stroke a man will strike when
his life depends upon the first thrust
of his blade? The wild beast, lame and
bleeding, slinks back toward the side of
the arena; then, rallying his wasting
strength, he comes up with fiercer eye
ind more terrible roar than ever, only
to b driven back with a fatal wound,
while the combatant comes in with
stroke after stroke, until the monster
Is der-d at his feet, and the twenty-five
thousand people clap their hands and
otter a shout that makes the city trem
ble. To an amphitheatrical audience Paul
refers when he says: "We are com
passed about with 60 great a cloud of
witnesses."
The fact is, that every Christian man
baa a Hon to fight. Yours Is a bad tem
per. The gates of the arena have been
opened, and this tiger has come cut to
destroy your soul. It has lacerated you
with many a wound. You have been
thrown by It time and again, but in the
strength of God you have arisen to
drive it back. I verily believe you will
conquer. I think that the temptation is
getting weaker and weaker. You have
given It so man wound3 that the pros
pect is that it will die, and you shall
be Tletor, through Christ. Courage,
brother! Do not let the sands of the
arena drink the blood of your soul!
Your lion is the passion for strong
drink. You may have contended
against it twenty yars; but it is strong
of body and thirsty of tongue. You have
tried to fight it back with broken bot
tle or empty wine flask. Nay! that Is
not the weapon. With one horrible roar
be will seize thee by the throat and
rend, thee limb from-limb. Take this
weapon, sharp and keen reach up and
get it from God's armory the Sword
of the Spirit. With that thou mayest
drive him back and conquer!
But why specify, when every man
and woman has a lion to fight. If there
be one here who has no besetting 6in
let him speak out, for him have I of
fended. If you have not fought the Hon
It is because you have let the lion eat
you up. This very moment the contest
foes on. The Trajan celebration, where
ten thousand gladiators fought, and
leven thousand wild beasts were slain,
was not so terrific a struggle as that
which, at this moment goes ca ia many
art
a soul. That combat was for the life
of Die body; this is for the life of the
soul. That was with 'wild beasts from
the Jungle; this is with the roaring Hon
of hell.
Men think, when they contend
against an evil habit, that they have to
fight it all alone. No! They stand in tn(
center of an immense circle of sym
pathy. Paul had been reciting th
names of Abel, Enoch, Noah, Abraham
Sarah. Isaac. Joseph. Gideon and Bar
ak, and then says: "Being compassed
about with so great a cloud of wit
nesses."
Before I get through I will show you
that you fight In an area, around which
circle, in galleries above each other, all
the kindling eyes and all the sympa
thetlc hearts of the ages; and at every
victory gained there comes down tin
thundering applause of a great multi
tude that no man can number. "Being
compassed about with so great a cloud
of witnesses."
On the first elevation of the ancient
amphitheater, on the day of a celebra
tion, sat Tiberius, or Augustus, or the
reigning king. So, in the great arena of
spectators that watch our struggles and
in the first divine gallery, as I shall call
it. sits our Klne. one Jesus. On his
head are many crowns! The Roman
emperor got his place by cold-blooded
conquests, but our King hath come to
his place by the broken hearts healed
and the tears wiped away and the souls
redeemed. The Roman emperor sat,
with folded arms, Indifferent as to
whether the swordsman or the lion
beat; but our King's sympathies are all
with us. Nay, unheard-of condescen
sions! I see him come down from the
gallery into the arena to help us in the
fight, shouting, until all up and down
his voice Is heard: "Fear not! I will
help thee! I will strengthen thee by the
right hand of my power!"
They gave to the men in the arena,
In the olden time, food to thicken their
blood, so that it would flow slowly, and
that for a longer tlms the people might
gloat over the scene. But our King has
no pleasure in our wounds, for we are
bone of his bone, flesh of his flesh,
blood of his blood.
In all the anguish of our heart,
The Man of Sorrows bore a part.
Once, in the ancient amphitheater, a
lion with one paw caught the combat
ant's sword, and with hl3 other paw
caught his shield. The man took hia
knife from his girdle and slew the
beast. The king, sitting in the gallery,
said: "That was not fair; the lion must
be slain by a sword." Other lions were
turned out, and the poor victim fell.
You cry, "Shame! shame!" at such
meanness. But the King In this case is
our brother and he will see that we
have fair play. He will forbid the rush
ing out of more lions than we can meet;
he will not suffer us to be tempted
above that we are able. Thank God!
The King is in the gallery! His eyes are
on us. His heart i3 with us. His hand
will deliver us. "Blessed are all they
who put trust in him!"
I look again, and I see the angelic
gallery. There they are: the angel that
swung the sword at the gate of Eden,
the same that Ezekiel saw upholding
the throne of God. and from which I
look away, for the splendor i3 insuffer
able. Here are the guardian angels.
That one watched a patriarch; this one
protected a child. That one has been
pulling a soul out of temptation! All
these are messengers of light 1 Those
drove the Spanish Armada on the rocks.
This turned Sennacherib's living hosts
into a heap of one hundred and eighty
five thousand corpses. Those yonder,
chanted the Christmas carol over Beth
lehem, until the chant awoke the shep
herds. These, at creation, stood in the
balcony of heaven, and serenaded the
new born world wrapped in swaddling
clothes of light. And there, holier and
mightier than all, is Michael, the arch
angel. To command an earthly host
gives dignity; but this one is leader of
the twenty thousand chariots of God,
and of the ten thousand times ten
thousand angels. I think God gives
command to the archangel and the
archangel to the seraphim, and the ser
aphim to the cherubim, until all the
lower orders of heaven hear the com
mand and go forth on the high behest.
Now, bring on your lions! Who can
fear? All the spectators in the angelic
gallery are our friends. "He shall give
his angels charge over thee, to keep
thee in all thy ways. They shall bear
thee up in their hands, lest thou daah
thy foot against a stone. Thou shalt
tread upon the lion and adder; the
young lion and the dragon shalt thou
trample under foot."
Though the arena be crowded with
temptations, we shall, with the angelic
help, strike them down In the name of
our God, and lean on their fallen car
casses! Oh, bending throng of bright,
angelic faces, and swift wrings, and
lightning foot! I hail you, today, from
the dust and struggle of the arena.
I look again, and I see the gallery of
the prophets and apostles. Who are
those mighty ones up yonder? Hosea,
and Jeremiah, and Daniel, and Isaiah,
and Paul, and Peter, and John,
and James. There sits Noah,
waiting for all the world to come
into the ark; and Moses, waiting till
the last Red Sea shall divide; and
Jeremiah, waiting for the Jews to re
turn; and John, of the Apocalypse,
waiting for the swearing of the angel
that Time shall be no longer.. Glorious
spirits! Ye were howled at; ye were
stoned; ye were spit upon! They have
been in the fight themselves; and they
are all with us. Daniel knows all about
lions. Paul fought with beasts at
Ephesus.
In the ancient amphitheatre, the
people got so excited that they would
shout from the galleries to the men in
the arena: "At it again!" "Forward!"
"One more stroke!" "Look out!" "Fall
back!" "Huzza! huzza!" So in that
gallery, prophetic and apostolic, they
cannot keep their peace. Daniel cries
out: "Thy God will deliver thee from
the mouth of the lions!" David ex-
claims: "He will not suffer thy foot
to be moved!" Isaiah calls out: "Fear
not! I am with thee! Be not dismayed!"
Paul exclaims: "Victory through our
Lord Jesus Clirist!" That throng of
prophets and apostles cannot keep
still. They make the welkin ring with
shouting and hallelujahs.
I look again, and I see the gallery of
the martyrs. Who is that? Hugh Lat
imer, sure enough! He would not apol
ogize for the truth preached; and so he
died, the night before swinging from
the bed-post In perfect glee at the
thought of emancipation. Who are
that army of six thousand six hundred
and sixty? They are the Theban
Legion who died for the faith. Here
Is a larger host in magnificent array
eight hundred and eighty-four thou
sand who perished for Christ in the
persecutions of Diocletian. Yonder is a
family group, Felicitas, of Rome, and
her children. While they were dying
for the faith she stood encouraging
them. One son was whipped to death
by thorns; another was flung from a
rock; another was beheaded. At last
the mother became a martyr. There
they are, together a family group in
heaven! Yonder Is John Bradford,
who said, In the fire, "We shall have a
merry supper with the Lord to-night!"
Yonder is Henry Voes, who exclaimed,
as he died, "If I had ten heads, they
should all fall off for Christ!" The
great throng of the martyrs! They
had hot lead poured down their
throats; horses were fastened to their
hands, and other horses to their feet,
and thus they were pulled apart: they
had their tongues pulled out by red
hot pincers; they were sewn up in the
skins of animals, and then thrown to
the dogs; they were daubed with com
bustibles and set on fire! If all the mar
tyrs' stakes that have been kindled
could be set at proper distances, they
would make the midnight, all the world
over, bright as noonday! And now they
sit yonder in the martyrs' gallery. For
them the fires of persecution have gone
out. The swords are sheathed and the
mob hushed. Now they watch us with
an all-observing sympathy. They know
all the pain, all the hardship, all the
anguish, all the Injustice, all the pri
vation. They cannot keep still. They
cry: "Courage! The fire will not con
sume. The floods cannot drown. The
Hons cannot devour! Courage! down
there in the arena."
What, are they all looking? This
night we answer back the salution they
give, and cry, "Hail! sons and daugh
ters of the fire!"
I look again, and I see another gal
lery, that of eminent Christians. WThat
strikes me strangely is the mixing in
companionship of those who on earth
could not agree. There I see Martin
Luther, and beside him a Roman Cath
olic who looked beyond the supersti
tions of his church and is saved. There
is Albert Barnes, and around him the
Presbytery who tried him for hetero
doxy! Yonder is Lyman Beecher, and
the church court that denounced him!
Stranger than all there is John Calvin
and James Arminius! Who would have
thought that they would sit so lovingly
together. There is George Whitefield.
and the Bishops who would not let him
come into their pulpits because they
thought him a fanatic. There are the
sweet singers, Topiady, Montgomery,
Charles Wesley, Isaac Watt3, and Mrs.
Sigourney. If heaven had had no music
before they went up, they would have
started the singing. And there, the
band of missionaries: David Abeel,
talking of China redeemed; and John
Scudder, of India saved; and David
Brainerd, of the aborigines evangel
ized; and Mrs. Adoniram Judson, whose
prayers lor liurman took heaven by
violence! All these Christians are look
ing Into the arena. Our struggle is
nothing to theirs. Do we. In Christ's
cause, suffer from the cold? They
walked Greenland's icy mountains. Do
we suffer from the heat? They swel
tered in the tropics. Do we get fa
tigued? They fainted, with nono to
care for them but cannibals. Are we
persecuted? They were anathexaa-
tized.
ODD ENDS.
There is said to be a total of 482 sys
tems of shorthand in practical use.
Orange growers of Southern Cali
fornia have realized $1,850,000 for their
crop.
The income of the London Daily Tel
egraph is said to be about $650,000 per
year.
Thirty per cent of the iron made in
Tennessee is sold outside the Southern
States.
There are now 249,273 Indians in this
country, or were at the taking of the
ast census.
Illinois stands third among the states
in the unmber of It3 milch kine, with
1,087,886 animals.
Pomona County, California, will pro
duce 750 tons of apricots this year,
against 2,800 tons last year.
A snake alleged to be fourteen feet
long, steals chickens, ducks and geese
at Cold Spring Harbor, L. I.
The largest map of the world is in
fifteen feet wide and 126 feet long.
Bucharest has the reputation of being
the place of residence of the greatest
number of swindlers in the world.
In 18S9, 10,250,410 bushels of flax
seed and 241,389 pounds of fiber were
produced on 1,318,698 acres in this
country.
Beer frozen and called "hops frappe"
is very popular in the Sunday resorts
of Philadelphia since the enforcement
of the Sunday law.
JUST FOR FUN.
"And you say your father was wound
ed in the war?" "Bad, sir." "Was he
shot in the ranks?" "No, sir in the
back."
Tom "I can't realize, old man, that
you are a father." George "Can't you?
Just come round and spend the night
with me."
J THE SUNDAY SCHOOL'.
i
LESSON VI. SUNDAY, NOV. lO
SAUL CHOSEN KING.
Golden Txt: The Lord Reignethj Left
tbe Kurth Rejoice 1 Samuel, x : 17
37 Samuel and the New Era Pre
paring? for Saul.
NTRODUCTORY .
The section in
cludes chapters 8 to
12, the whole story
of the beginning of
the new era of gov
ernment, and the
beginning of Saul's
reign. Time. 1093
or 1075. Samuel
was now about 70
years old, his active
judgeship, but not his influence as a
prophet and a man of God, being near
its end. David was a boy of 10 or 12
years, living in Bethlehem. Today's
lesson Includes 1 Samuel x: 17-27.
17. And Samuel called the people
together unto the Lord to Mizpeh.
IS. And said unto the children of
Israel, thus saith the Lord God of Israel,
I brought up Israel out of Egypt, and
delivered you out of the hand of the
Egyptians, and out of the hand of all
kingdoms, and of them that oppressed
you.
19. And ye have this day rejected
your God, who himself saved you out
of all your adversities and your tribu
lations and ye have said unto him,
Nay, but set u king over us. Now
therefore present yourselves before the
Lord by your tribes, and by your thou
sands. 20. And when Samuel had caused all
the tribes of Israel to come near, the
tribe of Benjamin was taken.
. 21. When he had caused the tribe of
Benjamin to come near by their fam
ilies, the family of Matri was taken, and
Saul, the son of Kish, was taken: and
when they sought him, he could not be
found.
22. Therefore they inquired of the
Lord further, if the man should yet
come hither. And the Lord answered,
Behold, he hath hid himself among tho
stuff.
23. And they ran and fetched him
thence: and when he stood among the
people, he was higher than any of th
people from his shoulders and up
ward.
24. And Samuel said to all the people,
See ye him whom the Lord hath chosen,
that there is none like him among Ml
the people? And all the people shouted,
and said, God save the king.
25. Tlien Samuel told the people the
manner of the kingdom, and wrote it in
a book, and laid it up before the Lord.
And Samuel sent all the people away,
every man to his house.
26. And Saul went home to Gibeah;
and there went with him a band of
men, whose hearts God had touched.
27. "But the children of Belial said,
How shall this man save us? And they
despised him, and brought him no pres
ents. But he held his peace.
Explanatory: -The Election of Saul
as King. Vs. 17-25. 17. Samuel
called the people to Mizpeh, the hill
near Ramah, his home, where the great
assemblies were often held. 19. By
your tribes, and thousands, as the peo
ple were organized. - 20. The choice
was first made by lot, so that it would
be shown to the people that the king
was selected by God, and therefore they
could safely accept him. Saul was nat
urally fitted to be king. 21. When
they sought him, he could not be found.
Mizpeh.)
Knowing that he had been divinely
chosen, and therefore that his name
would be drawn in the lot, his bashful
modesty led him to keep out of sight.
He could not know that he would be
received by the people, nor just what
to do if he were accepted. 22. They
inquired of the Lord. Probably through
the high priest. Hid himself among
the stuff. The baggage. Many of the
people had come from a distance, and
required some baggage. 23. He' was
higher than any of the people. See
above. This fact impressed the people
who looked at the outward appearance,
for they could not see his heart and
character. 24. God save the king.
These acclamations were the people's
acceptance of the divine selection. 25.
Samuel told the people the manner of
the kingdom. He laid down the prin
ciples and limitations of the kingly
power. He instituted a limited mon
archy with a written constitution. 26.
And Saul also went home to Gibeah.
Worth Remembering:.
Emerson's advice to writers is good.
"Expression is the main fight. Search
unwearjedly for that which Is exact.
Do not be dissuaded. Know words ety
mologically. Pull them apart, and see
how they are made, and use them only
where they fit. Avoid the adjective. Let
the noun do the work. The adjective
introduces sound, gives an unexpected
turn, and so often mars with an unin
tentional false note. Most fallacies are
fallacies of language. Definitions save
a deal of debate." Restitution.
WORKBASKET TRIFLES.
Three Visitors from the Country Are
Shocked.
The workbasket of the up-to-date
woman of leisure is provided with
many costly trifles, the use of which is
not directly obvious to the uninitiated,
says the New York Tribune. This fact
was recently impressed upon the writer
at the counter of a jewelry establish
ment. A group of women, whose man
ner and appointments indicated that
they were stangers in the city, were
looking at gold thimbles, and, inci
dentally, at various other articles dis
played by the clerk.
"Look here, Mary Ellen," said the
oldest of the three, holding .up to view
a flat little square of gold with richly
chased edges. "What do you reckon
this is?"
"It don't look like anything in par
ticular to me," answered Mary Ellen
after close scrutiny.
"Well! It's a thread-winder, and it's
worth $9."
"Nine dollars for a thread-winder!"
exclaimed Mary Ellen, aghast at the
idea. "Well! I never! I always wrap
my old scraps of thread or silk round
an empty spool or a piece of cardboard,
like the scooped-out piece of wood the
boys at home wind their fishing lines
on. That's right convenient, though,"
she added, examining the pretty bauble
interestedly.
"Here's something else," said the
third woman, balancing between her
fingers a pencil-like arrangement ex
quisitely chased and having a smooth,
oval bulb at either end. "I wonder
what this is for?" And she glanced
appealingly at the clerk.
"That's a glove-darner," he ex
plained, much amused at her perplex
ity. "And how much does it cost?"
"Eleven dollars."
The trio exclaimed in horror at this
revelation of extravagance and Mrs.
Mary Ellen remarked sternly that $11
would supply her with gloves for two
years.
All three examined the glove-darner
critically, and then, pursuing their in
vestigation, speculated in turn as to the
merits of the solid-gold thimble-hold
ers, emery-holders, needle-cases and
other articles that seemed curious to
them. Finally, when a finger protector
was shown, Mrs. Mary Ellen's patience
became exhausted.
"These Idle women ought to be proud
to show a few needle pricks on their
forefinger," she exclaimed. "I'd like to
know how a little needle prick can
hurt."
She did not conceal her amazement
that so Insignificant, everyday affair as
a little round tape-measure could be
contrived to cost $7, and a small ivory
case, equipped with tiny gold-handled
scissors, needle-case, thimble and bod
kin, the value of which was $100, nearly
took away her breath.
"It seems outrageous to squander so
many dollars on nonsense," she de
clared, energetically, as the party left
the shop.
Is Opposed to Rloomer.
A sermon on the new woman, deliv
ered last Sunday by the Rev. Father
Wilson of St. Joseph's Roman Cath
olic church, Terre Haute, Ind., has cre
ated no end of discussion among the
members of his congregation. Father
Wilson does not approve of the bicycle
bloomer. He said it was not becoming
to a young woman, according to his
ideas of a woman, and in the course of
his remarks further said that the wom
en members of his congregation who
preferred to wear the bicycle costume
spoken of would not be recognized by
him on the street, and further, those
who knew him and spoke to him would
be Ignored. It is understood that sev
eral young women who had decided to
come out in the new woman dress have
changed their minds on the strength
of the sermon. Exchange.
Her Deficiency.
The new woman has still one thing
to learn, and that is to sharpen a pencil
without making it appear that she had
used her teeth instead of a knife.
Philadelphia Record.
TEXAS SIFTINGS.
It is queer, but a lively bolt often re
sults in a dead-lock.
Envy is an acknowledgment of the
good fortune of others.
The wool-grower and the editor know
the value of good clipping.
The plant of happiness cannot thrive
without the aid of cheerfulness.
If he were fed regularly the shark
would not be half as ravenous as he is.
A Lost Cause The clubman's excuse
to his wife for coming home at 1 a. m.
"What's a temperance saloon, papa?"
"It's one with a back door only."
Cows are now milked by machinery.
Milk 13 adulterated by hand, as usual.
The politician who wrote an open let
ter wishes now that he had kept it
closed.
It is clever of us to bury an old ani
mosity, but it Isn't the thing to put a
tombstone over it.
A Boston authoress has published a
book which she calls, "My First Loaf."
We'll bet it's heavy.
That was a very conscientious hu
morist who broke dff an engagement
because his girl had chestnut hair.
It doesn't always follow that a jour
nal makes a thundering report because
It is printed on a lightning press.
Those whom we have compelled to
concede our natural advantages are the
ones who are best acquainted with our
feelings.
When a married man buttons his
suspenders on eightpenny nails it is
sure evidence that he has been disap
pointed in love.
If there is anything which will mak
a young man query whether evolution
is not a failure it is to see a pretty girl
kiss a pug dog. Texas Siftlngs.
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Sold by DRUaOISTS EVERYWHERE I
John Carle & Sons. New York.
Healthy
Kidney
make
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Pure
Blood
t D?Hobb's t
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iyPiIIs
O
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Cure all Kidney
DIseaeee.
At all druggists, or by
mail prepaid, for 50c. a box.
Send for pamphlet.
Hobb's Medicine Co.,
Chicago, San Fraaclsce.
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Blindness
Prevented
Cured by the Absorption Treatment
nd
the moat successful and human
Treatment ever devised.
The following diseases, often said to be lnourabla.
ran now be cured or frreatly benefited without the
knife or rlskt Cataracts, y.luu, Paralysis, Glaucoma,
Amaurosis, Atrcpby, Detached Retina, Weeping- Eyes,
Tumors, Icflamatiun, Ulceration and Granulated Eye
lids, prove this by the hundreds who have been
success! u !y treated at their homes and at our Sani
tarium. If It Is age alone that im purs our vision,
thousands are becoming prematurely aed, and the
use Is not equal to tha abieof resorting- to -trongrer
glasses to a'tiflclallr relieve overtaxed or disease!
eye, it snlf leaai is oiiaunrn. uur yumiiuui
Is free, and gives the-eauee of impaired vision and
diseased eye. How prevented and how
cared.
HUNDREDS CONVINCED.
tVThls Offer will not be made a grain.
Addreea
"TlIE EYE" SAMrAAlUJl,
GLENS FALLS, N. Y.
PINE0LA COUGH BALSAM
Ls excellent for all throat inilammatioiiu and for
asthma. Consump
tives will invariably
derive benefit from
its iise, as it quickly
abates tie cough,
retidcis expectora
tion enfy, assisting
nature in restoring
wasted tissues.
Thre is a large per
centage of those who
suppose their cases
to be consumption
who are ocly suffer
ing from a chronic
cold or deep seated cough, often aggravated by
catarrh. For catarrh nse Kly's Cream Balm. Both
remedies are Dleasant to use. Cream Balm, 60c. per
bottle: Pineola Balsam. 25c at Druggista. In qaan-
tltlea of $2.50 will deliver on receipt of amount.
ELY BROTHERS, 55 Warren St., JNew lorn.
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Dealers send for Catalogues, Omaha, Neb.
PACKER'S
HAIR DALSAP.l
Cleanses and beautifies tbe bslr.
Promotes s luxuriant grswth.
Never Fall) to Eestore Gray
Hair to its Youthful Color.
Cures scalp diseases hair falling.
COc, and ai.OOat Druggists
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JLk viOl Wi vl WaaUin-ton, D. C.
Successfully Prosecutes Claims.
si PrinciDsU iiminer U.S. Pension Bureau.
i Syra '-a last war, adjudicating claims, aUy aluoe.
W. N. U., OMAHA, 45, 1895.
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this paper.
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