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Algona, Iowa
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THE flM ; MOiNffiB;;' , tOWjf MABCH 7,. 1891. fttE NAME O* 1 JESUS, It CHEERS tME DOWMt ftOtJDBN -THIS CENTURY. M«* Wai the Gront tibernlo* ot this Jttuuifttt Knee In Horty us tf'clt a* In «oi«—Trtimnire on Christ, the Conqueror of the itnooKt.YK, N. Y M March •!. 1304.— Prom the startling figure of the text •efioscti by Hev. J)r. Talmnge in his sermon in the HrooUlyn Tabernacle to-day, the preacher brought owl the radical truths of the Christian religion. It was Sacramental dny in the Tnber- »ia<ile. The subject of the sermon wns "Christ the Conqueror," the text being Isa. 63 : t: '-Who is this that cometh from Kdom, with dyed garments from Bozrah? this that is glorious in his sipparcl, traveling in the greatness of Ms strength?" Edom and Hostruli. having been (he scene of fierce battle, when those words are used here or in any other .part of the Bible, they are figures of speechsettiftg, forth -scenes, of severe •conflict. As now wj often use the word Waterloo to describe u decisive •contest of any Uitul, so the words Bozrah and Kdom in this text are figures of speech descriptive of a scene <»f great slaughter. Whatever else tlic prophet may have meant to describe, he most certainly meant to dc- X»icfc the fjord .lesus Christ, saying, "Who is this that cometh from Kdom, •with dyed garments from Uozrah, traveling in the greatness of his .strength?" When a general is about to go out to the wars, a flng and a sword are publicly presented to him and the maidens bring flowers, and the young men load the ciiinon, and the train starts amid I .si, huzza that drowns the thunder of the wheels aud the shriek of the whistle. But all this will give no idea of :the excitement that there must have Vl>e*n in heaven when Christ started <ni(, on the campaign of the world's •couquest. If they could have foreseen the siege that would lie laid to him, uind tho maltreatment he would suffer, -and the burdens he would have to •carry, and the battles he would have to tight, 1 think there would have been a. million volunteers in heaven who •would have insisted on coming along •with him: but no. they only accompanied him to the gate, their last shout heard clear down to the earth, the space between the two worlds bridged with a great hosauna. You ilciiow there is a wide difference bc- 'twccn a man's going off to battle and .coining back again. When he goes off ,it is with epaulets untangled, •with banner unspecked, with horses .•sleek and .shining from the -•rroom. AH that there is of •struggle und pain is to come yet. So it was with Christ. He had Tnot yet fought a battle, lie was starting out, and though this world did not .jrivo him a warm-hearted greeting. '.there was a gentle mother who folded lliira iu her arms: and a babe iinds no •difference between a stable and a rpalacc, between courtiers and c-amel- •drivers. As .lesus stepped on the stage of this world, it was amid angelic shouts in the galleries and amid the Irindest maternal ministrations. l!nt soon hostile forces began to gather. They deployed from the Sanhedrim. They.wove detailed from the standing array. They came out from the Ce- .•sarcaii castles. The vagabonds in the street joined the gentlemen of the ; mansion. Spirits rode up%rom hell, .and in long array there came a force -together that threatened to put to rout this newly-arrived one from heaven. Jesus now seeing the battle gathering, lifted his owu standard; but who gathered about it'.' How feeble the recruits! A few shoremen, a blind beggar, a woman with an alabaster box, another woman with two unites, and a group of friendless, •jnoiieylesK and positionless people •came to his standard. What chance was there for him? Nazareth .against him. Bethlehem against him. Capernaum against him. .leru- :salem against him. tialilee against him. The courts against him. The ziiiny against him. The throne against him. The world against him. All hell against !iim. No wonder they asked him to surrender. Hut he could «ot surrender,, he could not apologize, lie could not take any back steps. He had eome to strike for the deliverance of an enslaved race, and he must do tins work. Then they sent out their jiiekcts to watch him. They saw in what bouse he went, and when he eume out. They watched what he ate, and who with; what he ilrauk, und Ii6\v much. They did not dare to make their final assault, for they knew wot but that behind him there might foe a, reinforcement that was not seen, Jkit at last the battle came. It was to Jxi more fierce than Bo/rah, more Moody than (lettysburg, involving tnore than Austerlitz, more combatants employed than at Chalons, a ghostlier conflict than till the buttles of the earth put together, though Kd ajiund Uuvke's estimate of thirty-five thousand millions of the slaiu be ac «urate. The duy was Friday. The hour was between 18 and 3 o'clock. *4.'Ue field was a slight hillock nprth- vvefat of Jerusalem. 'The forces en- yaged were earth and hell, joined as allies on one side, and heaven, represented by a solitary inhabitant, on tho f Other. The hour cuiue. Oh, what a time it g! J. think that that/Jay the universe I, on. Tho spirits that could be ._,.^-,-L from th,e heavenly temple, and .tsau,ld,g«t' conveyance of wing- or chariot, came down from above, and getting f uvlpugH i'roia tancutb > up: and ,they listened, aud they J, »nd they watched. Oh, what i uaevea battle! Two worlds armed i pap »«Je; an unarmed m»n on the Tkp regiment of the how to fight, for they belonged to the most thoflougnly- drilled ? army of all the world. With spears glittering in tho sun, they charged up the hill. The liofses prance and rear ainid the excitement of the populace—the heels of the riders plunged in the flanks.urging them on. The weapons begin to tell on Christ. See how faint he looks! There the blood starts, and there, and there, < and there. If he is to have reinforcements, let him call them np now No; he must do this work alone—alone, lie is dying. Feel for yourself of the wrist; the pulse is feebler, Feel under the arm; the warmth is less. He is dying. Ay, they pronounce him dead. A'nd just at thnt moment that they pronounced him dead he rallied, and from his wounds he unsheathed a weapon which staggered the Roman legions down the hill, and hurled the t-'atnnic battalions into the pit. It wns a weapon of love—infinite love, all- conquering love. Mightier than javelin or spear, it triumphed over all. Vut back, ye armies of earth nnd hell! The tide of battle turns. Jesus hath overcome. Let the people stand apart and make a line, that he may pass down from Calvary, to .Jerusalem, and thence on and out all around the world. The battle is fought. The victory is achieved The triumphal march is begun. Hark to the hoofs of the warrior's steed, and the. tramping of a great multitude! for he has many friends now. The hero of earth and heaven advances. Cheer! cheer! "Who is this that cometh from Edom. with dyed garments from Boxrah. traveling in the greatness of his strength?'' AVe behold here a new revelation of a blessed and startling fact. People talk of Christ as though he were going to do something grand for us after a while, He has done it. People talk as though, ten or twenty years from now, in the closing hours of our life, or in some terrible pass of life, Jesus already. He did it eighteen- hundred and sixty-one years ago. You might as welb talk of Washington as though, he were going to achieve our national independence in lUM), as to speak of Christ ats though he were going to achieve our salvation in the future. He did it in the year of our Lord T!3, eighteen hundred and sixty-one years an-o. on the field of Bozrah, the Captain of our salvation fighting unto death for your and my emancipation. All we have to do is to accept that fact in our heart of hearts, and we are free for this world, and we are free for the world to come. But, lest we might not accept, Christ comes through here to-day, "traveling in the greatness of his strength," not to tell you that he is going to fight for you .some battle in the future, but to tell you that the battle is already fought, and the victory alreadv won. You have noticed that,when soldiers come home from the wars, they carry on their flags the names of the battle- Jelds where they were distinguished. The Kiifrlishman coining back has on lis banner lukermaun and Bulaklava; the Frenchman. Jena and Eylau: the iernian, Yerraillcs and Sedan. And Christ has on the banner he carries as conqueror the names of ten thousand battlefields he won for you an'd for ne! He rides past all our homes of bereavement—by the door-bell swathed n sorrow, by the wardrobe black with woe, by the dismantled fortress of our strength. Come out and greet him, O ye people! See the names of all the .Kittle-passes on his flag. Ye who are poor, read on this ensign the story of ..'hrist's hard crusts and pillowless liead. Ye who are persecuted, read here of the ruffians who chased him from his first breath to his last. Mighty to soothe your troubles.inighty to balk your calamities, mighty to n-ead down your foes, "traveling in the greatness of his strength." Though his horse be brown with the tlust of the march, and the fetlocks be wet with the carnage, and the bit be red with the blood of your spiritual foes, he comes up now. not exhausted from the buttle, but fre^h as when he went into it—coming up from Itoy.ruh, "traveling in the grea'tneas of his trength." You know that when Augustus and Constantino ami Trajan aud Titus came back from the wars, what a time there was. You know they came on horseback or in chariots, and there were trophies before and there were captives behind, anil there were people shouting on all sides, and there wore garlands flung from the window, and over the hisrhway a triumphal arch was sprung. The solid masonry to-day at Beneventum. llimini and Borne still tell their admiration for those heroes. And shall we let our Conqueror go witlrjut lifting any acclaim? Have \ve not flowers red enough to depict the carnage, white enough to celebrate the victory, fragrant enough to breathe the joy? Those men of whom I just spoke dragged their victims at the chariotj wheels; but Christ our Lord takes those who once were captives and invites them into his chariot to ride, while he puts around them the arm of his strength, saying: 1- 1 "nave loved thee with an everlasting love, and the waters shall not drown it, and the fires shall not burn it. and eternity shall not exhaust it." If this be true. I can not .see how any man can carry his sorrows a great while. If this conqueror from Bozrah is going to beat back all your griefs, why not trust him? Oh! do you not feel under tl^is.ffospel your griefs falling back, and your.tears drying up, as you hear the tramp of a thousand illustrious promises led on by the conqueror of Bozrah, "traveling, traveling, iu the greatness of his strength?" On that Friday, which the Episcopal church rightly celebrates, calling it "liopd Friday," your sovil and mine were couttinded for. On that day Jesus proved himself mightier than earth and hell; and when the lances struck fciitt, he gathered them, up into a s>heaf, as a. reaper gathers the grain, and, he tho ages, "traveling hi the greatness of litS stfeflgth," 'Oncthat dft.y yefir sin ftnd mine perished, if \ve Will only believe it. , 'There may be some one here Who may say. "I don't like the eolorof this conqueror's garments. You tell ittc thnt his garments Were not only spattered with the blood of conflict, but also thnt they were soaked, that they were saturated, that they were dyed in it." I. admit it You say> you do not like thnt. Then I quote to you two passages of scripture: "Without the shedding of blood there is no remission. 1 ' "In the blood is the atonement." Hut it was not your blood. It was his own. Not only enough to redden his garments and to redden his horse, but enough to wash away the sins of the world. O the blood on his brow, the blood on his hands, the blood on his feet, the blood on his side! It seems as if an artery must have been cut. There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Emmanuel'!) veins, And sinners plunged beneath that Hood Lose all their guilty stain.s. At B o'clock to-morrow afternoon go among the places of business or toil, It will be no dttHeult thing for you to find men who, by their looks, show you that they are overworked. They are prematurely old. They are hastening rapidly toward their decease. They have gone through crises in business that shattered their nervous system, and pulled on the brain. They have a shortness of breath, and a pain in the back of the head, and at night an insomnia that alarms them. Why are they drudging at business early and late? For fun? No: it would be difficult to extract an.v amusement out of that exhaustion. Itecausc they arc avaricious? In many cases no. Because their own personal expenses arc lavish? Js'o: a few hundred dollars would meet aU their wants. The simple fact is, the man is enduring all that fatigue and exasperation, and wear and tear, to keep his home prosperous. . There is .an invisible line reaching from that store, from that bank, from that shop, from that scaffolding, to a quiet scene a few blocks, a few miles away, and there is the secret of that business endurance. He is simply UK; champion of a homestead, for which he wins bread, and wardrobe, and education, and prosperity, and in such battle ten thousand men fall. Of ten business men whom I bury, nine die of overwork for others. Some sudden disease finds them with no power of resistance, and they are gone. Life for life. Illoud for blood. Substitution: At 1 o'clock to-morrow morning, the hour when slumber is most uninterrupted and most profound, walk amid the dwelling-houses of the city. Here and there you will find a dim light, because it is the household custom to keep a subdued light burning: but most of the houses from base to top are as dark us though uninhabited. A merciful (!od has sent forth the archangel of sleep, and he puts his wings over the city, i'-ut yonder is ;\ clear light burning anil outside on the window casement a glass or pitcher containing food for a sick- child, the food is set in the fresh air. This is the sixth night that mother has sat up with that sufferer. She has to the last point obeyed the physician's prescription, not giving a drop too much or too little, or a moment too soon or too late. She is very anxious, for she has buried three children with the same disease, and she prays and weeps, each prayer and sob ending with a kiss of the pale cheek. Hy dint of kindness she gets the little one through the ordeal. After it is all over, the mother is taken down, l.raiu or nervous fever sets in. and one day she leaves the convalescent child with a mother's blessing, and goes up to .join the three in the kingdom of heaven. Life for life. Substitution: The fact is that there are an uncounted number of mothers who, after they have navigated a large family of children through all the diseases of infancy, and got them fairly started up the flowering slope of boyhood aim girlhood, have only strength enough left to die. They fade away. Some call it consumption; some call it nervous prostration, some call it inter- | mittent or malarial disposition; but I call it martyrdom of the domestic circle. Life for life. Klood for blond. Substitution! Or perhaps the mother lingers long enough to see a son get on the wrong road, and his former kindness becomes rough reply when she eccprcsses anxiety about him. Hut she goes right on. looking carefully after his apparel, remembering his every birthday with some memeuto, and when he is iirought home worn out with dissipation, nurses him till he gets well and starts him again, and hopes, and expects, aud prays, and counsels, and suffers, until her strength gives out and she fails. She is going, anil attendants, bending over her pillow, ask her if she has any message to leave, and she makes great effort to say something, but out of three, or four minutes of indistinct utterance they can catch but three words, "My poor boy!" Tho simple fact is she died for him. Life for life. Substitution! About thirty-three, years ago there went forth from our homes hundreds of thousands of men to do battle for their country. All the poetry of war soon vanished aud left them nothing but the terrible prose. They waded knee-deep in mud. They slept in snow thing, knows the ten thousandth part of theil'eltth, and bre&dthi and depth," and height of anguish of the northern attd southern battlefields. Why did these fathers leave their children and go to the front, and why did these ydung men, postponing the marriage day, start out into the probabilities of never coming back? For the country they died. Life for life. Hlood for blood. Substitution! Hut we need not go so far. What is that monument in Urdenwood? It is to the doctors who fell in the .southern epidemics. Why go? Were there not enough sick to be attended in these northern latitudes? Oh, yes; but the doctor puts a few medical books in his valise, and some vials of medicine, and leaves his patients here in the hands of other physicians, and takes the rail train. Heforo he gets to the infected regions he passes crowded rail trains, regular and extra, taking- the flying and affrighted populations. He arrives in a city over which a great horror is brooding, lie goes from couch to couch, feeling of pulse and studying symptoms, and prescribing dny after day, night after night, tintil a fellow physician says: '•Doctor, you had better go home and rest; you look miserable." Hut he can not rest while so many are suffering. On and on, until some morning finds him in a delirium, in which he talks of home, and then rises and says he must go and look after those patients. He is told to lie down; btit he fights bis attendants until he falls back, a ml is weaker and weaker, and dies for people with whom he had no kinship, and far away from his own family, and is hastily put away iu a stranger's tomb, aud only the fifth part of a newspaper line tells us of his sacrifice—his name just mentioned among five. Vet he has touched the furthest height of sublimity in that three weeks of humanitarian service. He goes straight as an arrow to the bosom of him who said: "I was sick and ye visited me." Life for life. Hlood' for blood. Substitution! Some of our modern theologians who waut to give Uo.l lessons about the best way to save tho world, tell us they do not want any blood in their redemption. They want to take this horse by the bit, and hurl him back on his haunches, and tell this rider from Ho/.rah to go around some other way. Look out. lest ye, fall under the Hying hoofs of this horse; lest ye go down under the sword of this conqueror from Ho/rah! What meant the blood of the pigeons in the old dispensation? the blood of the bullock? the blood of the heifer? the blood of the lamb? It meant to prophesy the cleansing blood, the pardoning blood, the healing blood of this conqueror who comes up from Box.rah, "traveling in the greatness of his strength." 1 catch a handful of the red torrent that rushes out from the heart of the Lord, and I throw it over tliis audience, hoping that one drop of its cleansing power may come upon your soul. O Jesus! in that crimson tide wash our souls! We accept thy sacrifice! Conqueror of Mo/rah, have mercy upon us! We throw our garments in the way'. We fall into line! Kide on, .lesus, ride on! "Travelino-, traveling in the greatness of thy strength. 1 ' Hut nfter awhile, the returninu 1 conqueror will reach the gate, and all the armies of the saved will be with him. I iiope you will be there, and 1 will be there. As we go through the gate and around about the throne for tho review, "a orent multitude that no man can number"—all heaven can tell without asking, right away, which one is Jesus, not only because of the brightness of his face, but because, while all the other inhabitants in glory arc 1 robed in white—saints in white, cherubim in white, seraphim in white —his robes shall be scarlet, even the dyed garments of Ho/rah. I catch a glimpse of that triumphant joy, but the gate opens and shuts so quickly, 1 can hear only half a sentence, and it is this, "Unto him who hath washed us iu his blood!" AS USUAL. He Had «* marched till their cut" the earth. They were banks. They feet tracked cm.- v»><.». -. -—.j » _ . . . . ,, , swindled out of then- honest rations, thoroughly disg-usted with hirn^lf, be retu.-ned to his office, called a mea- tfotton All Al«>ut Wlilit Hlg Wife Wuntml. A few weeks ago a promineni Washington lawyer loft home, to go to his oftice. His wife asked him for the fourth consecutive day to do a certain errand for her at. one of the down-town stores. Her husband said he would attend to tho matter, provided he diil not forget all about it before he got two squares from home, ••Let me lix it so you will not forget it, my dear," said his wife, as she resorted to the old scheme, of tying a string around his finger. About :i o'clock in tho afternoon the lawyer met a gentleman friend on tho street, and in shaking hands tho friend noticed a roll of dirty string o» the lawyer's finger. "What ara you wearing that string for?' 1 inquired the friend. "Hy (icorgc!" exclaimed tho lawyer, '•that's to remind me to do an errand for my wife. 1 must go do it right away, too, and keep peace in the family, ""and ho started off for one of the dry goods store;.. All the. way to the store door the lawyer tried in vain to think what it was his wife had asked him to buy. He walked four blocks out of his thinking of every article he had ever known her to use; still he could not think what it was that she wanted on this particular occasion. Finally, and lived on meat not fit for a dog. They had jaws all fractured, and eyes extinguished, and limbs shot uway. Thousands of them cried for water as they lay dying on the field the night after the battle, and got it not. They were homesick, aud received, no message from their loved ones?. TUcy died in barns., ia bu&heb, Ju ditches, toe ot tke Bummer lieat the only senger and wrote a noto to his wife, asking her what she had put tha string on hU finger for. He waited nearly an hour for the return 'of the messenger, paid the boy sixty cents, aud then had the extreme pleasure of reading this from his lovely little* wife: ."Dcare&t: I did want you to get me some chtaenl, but I knew you would never think of it, sp I fepnt AJary *$ ot it Jo? GHILfc BRIDES tM BOSTON. nt ta mid tiny* At 1.4. How many poopla know that It la lawful in Massachusetts for a littlo girl of 12 to become a brldo? Who would beliovo at first thought that many littlo girls in short, drosses have been legally married in Boston, several during the past year, and that the Uiw, even in the hands of thoughtful and responsible ollloials, was powerless to prevent it:* According to a decision, whinh has novor been reversed, a "marriage between two infants abov'o tho ago of 12 in tho females and 14 in the males is valid without tho consent of their parents or guardians notwithstanding the statutes which prohibit magistrates and ministers', under a penalty, of solemnizing the marriage of a feinalo under the age of 18 ot 1 a male under tho age of 21 without the consent of parents or guardians." The theory r>{ protection which makes tho consent of parents or guardians necessary is really a very flimsy protection for tho young and ignorant foreign girls who are frequently sold into marriage at.a tender age in Boston by parents who arc not sufficiently responsible Tor the state to permit them this privilege of disposing of their daughters before their 18th birthday, when u girl of Massachusetts is of ajrc. Italians. Hebrews, Poles, Syrians, Arabs of most ignorant classes, men unablo to sign their names in their own language and nob understanding j. question asked of them, appear in the city registrar's office seeking licenses to marry girls who arc to bo mothers of the next generation of American uitl/.ons. During one-week recently three inon came into the •agistrar's office for marriage 11- cotisos and gave. 10 years or less as bhe age of tho bride. Jn each case they were, told to bring- the girl, and in one of the oasns-ttic 'fact that tho girl was 10 nnd had her . guardian's oonsonc to her marriage .was established through a trusted interpreter. 1'hts ofton happens when inquiry is instituted. Talk about (irctna Green!" said tho city registrar to a writer for the lYanatiript. "It was difficult to get married in Circtna Green compared with, this city. CJretna Green was hedged about and hard in comparison t.o Boston. The laws as they stand now hero would do very well for a country town where everybody knew ^everybody else, but for a city with a foreign population like ours— well, thoughtful people simply have no idea ot what is going on in this matter. Any girl of l!.' or over and any boy of J4 may be married with consent, and tho marriage is legal without consent if any clergyman or justice of tho peace can be prevailed upon to perform the ceremony, whether they have a license ov not." The records of ISSI.'S show lifty- sevon marriages of girls of 17 or less, three of tlicsu wore 15 and ono a i! hi Id of 14. .She was in the grammar school and wore short drosses. When nor teacher sent to know why she. did not come, to school it secmod to her impossible, to beliovo she was married. Her parents had consented! Tho bridegrooms of the little married girls of Massachusetts arc usually men double that age. Boston women have spent a good deal of thought and time and money for the child widows of India. There is room for a good deal of endeavor In behalf of tho ch-ild brides of Massachusetts. 'I licy Ciuinol Miiko l-'irn. The human race has vastly improved on the method of kindling a tiro that was in vogue when wild in woods tho noble savage ran. And still as then no one of tho lower animals is able of itself to strike a light. This is said to bo one. of tho sig'ns that separates man from the boasts that perish—at least tho tost is accepted by a large number of persons. Yet though animals cannot make afire, they are very fond of it when it has boon made. Pussy will lie on the hearth for hours, and apes have helped many a baker und cook look after ovens and furnaces. Since to natives of tropical countries heat is not a necessity, it lias boon held that some races, liko the Dokos of Abyssinia and tho Mincopios and certain of the South Sea islanders, wore once without knowledge of the means of producing fire. 'I'lie Policu ForcD-ctf New Orlcnm. New Orleans has the smallest police force of any great city in the country, in proportion to its population and area to be guarded, and, though it has the remarkable record of making more arrests than some forces double or treble its sixe, the citizens of tho ancient city want it increased. With a population of 24^,003, New Orleans has a police force of but 2S(i men, and last year these men made 22,008 arrests. St. Louis, with a population of 452,000, has a police forco of 800 men, who made but 20,729 arrests during the saino period, while the Cincinnati police force of 480 men, with a population of 297,000 to operate upon, made but 1(5,944 arrests during tho year. No Doubt About It. "Yes," said the host, as tho company rose from the table, "Kitty takes after her mother in the matter of politics. Her mother is a Kopub- lic a a and I'm aeoufirmod Democrat." ••It would be a groat deal better, papa," said, littlo Miss Kitty, in 4 tone of grave reproof, "if you was it confirmed 'fiscopaliW " Before tHe Quivers! significantly—I wish I wedded only to my work. JVtrs. CJulver§—That is to say, you want a wifo who'd support you. Hood's t is Good Makes Pure Blood Scrofula Thoroughly Eradicated. "C. I. Hood & Co., Lowell, Mass.: "It Is with pleasure that I give you the detail* of our littlo May's sickness and her return to t health by the use of Hood's Sarsaparllla. She was taken down with Fever and a Bad Cough. Following this a sore came on her right side between the two lower Tibs. In ft short ttme another broke on the left side. She would tako spells of sore month and when we had succeed- eTl In overcoming this she would suffer with a.t- tacks of high fever and expel ^ooAy looMog corruption. Her head was affected and matter oozed from her ears. After each attack she be- Hood's 8 * 1 ^ Cures came worse and all treatment failed to gl™ her relief until wo began to use Hood's Sarsaparilta. After she had taken one-half bottle we could sei. that she was better. We continued until sha had taken three bottles. How she looks Ilka The Bloom of Health and Is fat as a pig. We feel grateful, and cannot siy too much In favor of Hood's Harsaparllla." jvlrts. A. M. ADAMS, Inman, Tennessee. ^ Hood's Pills net easily, yet promptly ana cfUoleutly, on the liver and bowels. D5c. In the Early Days of cod-liver oil its use was limited to easing those far advanced in Science soon discovered in it the prevention and cure of consumption. of cod-liver oil with Hypo- phosphites of lime and soda has rendered the oil more effective, easy of digestion and. pleasant to the taste. Prepared by Scott .!• Bowno, N. Y. Alldrugsista. S3 siron ostin£ from r the money and prici in __, Every .c no'substi. icrs for full ir complete 'S :uitl gen. ;cnd for It- Catalog-lit ^sT.nuI-^^^ES: derby; mail. Pnsluifc free. Yon can fjc't the best bargains of dealers who push our shoes. Send for Vreo C.-ita- _ s, (li'Si'i-ibosKvKllVTlltNd used In the .Apiary. JtcHtGoiuU ill J.,n\vc»t Prlc'en. Ad* dress J.;. Kretuliinur, R«tl Oak, loivit. THRESHERSS -„ ... JloriH* 1'ownrH, Self m . „ „ " >-t«. .jo'iiVS. I>AVI»' MOXS, at J)avcii]>oi'l, lo\vsl. t'litulouiin Krce. ; NESS AND HEAP NOISES CURED tit I'ucK'tititv I.IM,- r.itrUiirtliimi". \VmH|uTHlirHni. Kiiivrniiriil wlii-n nil niniinlln M —— I'wur.N.Y. Wilimiirbuakul kinl IMP Mill Inr IIIUUIIlU 'PUKES nnd PADS provontt wire ImekK. Abk your utirnoi-s dealer for them. IJ.\V. roui'Bll.Mf PI so -s CURE:. FOR CUHH3 WHtHt AIL ELSE FAILS. . I Best Cough Syrup. Tauten Good. Uee | in time. Sold by druRgiits. -CONSUMPTION llernusn of the high sfKilat vtlilch Circular Saivj an rat more |,o\ver is wugtcil in friction than is u«d in sawing, whni the hearings of the bhaky, wiituleu taw frame get out of luw, In the Aerutolor Saw >*ranio, ihc only Steel Saw Frania ever made, this tUfttculty i& absolutvly und wholly ure\tut«d bccauseTMK BKilllMili KOK THE SIM FT AUK JIAUli HI HiE H1TTIM) IT I.V THE ENDS OK A P1EIT OF BTKKI. TVHINB. The steel tubing »n«l tmliliiit are then slitteiUo as to til ke np wear with 5 bolt. The. rrume l> all ilrrl, >trj rlilil, and rlttU* together iu that nothing ran get luu.e or out of place. Tint guard so encircle* the *atp an to u,«A'tf it iwyonsitilt for anu onttoget hiit-t, a point oj' Hie gwaleit h»jtortuiut in a ^uic to b« u.vea by ttnakilJi'iJ Jwndn. file swing frame which carries tlm wood to be sawed and which automatically returns to its i>turo lias aUoaguarii ta keep ti pole off f rum the fly wheel und yet docs not cauba itta present very ni ucli ot an angle to the saw. The use of a 1UU Ib. aOinch fl-y whueland. 2U inch buwumkes this easily possible. It is therefore, a very desirable Polo Saw, waking it easy to cut up anylonu material quickly and safely. Another :" ' BinM we offer this very >uperior saw frame with a S8 inch lupenor ww at u much leu nrice than any cheap inipertecl wooden frame can he bought for, we arc suro that the friend, gf the Acrmolor will appreciate tho fnct that wo ha been doing the public u ( service and have f"-•• eracs ru,,i teir u» ulnus nnd UieirQimtaUou. It nuh .very kuiKflor «»»• »t 9 very low pici. SSS" W.wl t fits will be hmifht to drive them. Wherever «ne Geared ££! motor EMS. olUci-a arc »u» to follow ucarea 4W- - y.'e b«liiivo that this Aermotor Steel Saw Frame and's™ WIJI eonfiriu and enhance the fame wind, w TavJ YalSS m ih« nwiuiucture ot Sleel Windmills and Steel To«r? s consumption. a rl icr*f\*Tf*mfA in ' «l

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