Crawfordsville Review, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 27 March 1897 — Page 2

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©no Year, in tbo county ?1.0l One Year, out of the couaty .10 Inquire At Office ior Aiivortlsin^ Iia'es.

They are trading halters out West nowadays. If by chance a horse happens to be attached by the headstall he is thrown in for "boot." The owner of the halter does not take the brute into consideration at all in making the "swop."

New York City will build thirty miles of asphalt pavement this year, and for a wonder the Department of Public Works is credited with having dealt fairly by all sections of the city. The millenium is surely at hand when no "kick" is entered against a Board of Works in such a case as this.

The Canadians are getting ready to "come over," the Dominion Government having recently decided to bridge the St. Lawrence at Quebec at a cost of $3,000,000. True, both ends of the structure will be on Canadian soil, but the majority of the Canadian people are "over the Rhine." These improvements may as well be done now wniie we wait "till the band begins to play."

Some alleged statesmen of national reputation who "run the machine" in New York State are said to be responsible for a law likely to pass the Legislature which will prohibit the publication of any caricature of a public man or candidate (or other person for that matter) and also prohibits the publication of cartoons of any character in the Empire State. This is a blow at the freedom of the press worthy of Weyler himself. "Dem fellers must 'a' bin hit hard" in the last campaign.

A crusade against the wearing of feathers and stuffed birds on women's headgear is to be inaugurated at a special meeting of the Chicago Woman's club, March 31. At the request of Miss Ada Sweet, this session is to be devoted to the nuestion of whether women shall,

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shall not, wear feathers on their hats. Miss Sweet and Mrs. Sarah Hubbard will speak, and a general discussion of the question' will follow. These good ladies have ordered their Spring hats with a caution to the milliner that not even the tip of a humming bird's wing is to appear on their "chapeaux." It is also proposed to boycott feather-beds an the near future as soon as public sentiment is sufficiently "ripe."

One of the last acts of Mr. Cleveland was to sign the bill recently passed providing for a limited indemnity to owners of parcels lost from the registered mail. This bill provides that the owners of registered packages may recover

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maximum of $10 for any lost package, the indemnity in no cose to exceed the actual value of the lost article. The only thing now required to put the law into effect is the promulgation of rules for the guidance of the department by .ihe new postmaster general, which will undoubtedly be done within a very ihort time. This is the twenty-seventh country of the Universal Postal Union 'to adopt a limited indemnity feature in •connection with the registry of letters and parcels.

It really seems that English military men have not abandoned the idea o\ finally whipping the South African Boers. General Wolseley is paid to have recently stated that an army of .0,000 Englishmen would finally accomplish the feat that Cecil Rhodes inspired and Dr. Jameson attempted and Paul Kruger frustrated. The gold and diarnonds of Witwatersrand seem to furnish an irresistible attraction to John Bull and it is safe to predict that he will in due time appropriate the famous territory by fair means or foul. And yet, speaking in a dispassionate and judicial manner, we may hope that Paul Kruger and an unnumbered line of his successors may defer that evil day to an indefinite period. The Boers have conquered that far-off wilderness after repeated imigrations from their original settlements. It is their Canaan—their land of promise, waited and worked for .... for many years. Why should not their descendants enjoy it for all time?

Consistency is a jewel we have all read about and know the scarcity of. Personal consistency is not expected of average people. 'Twould rob existence of its chiefest charm. The right to change is one that very few men would care to relinquish. And yet there is a golden mean even in inconsistency that saves the individual who apparently faces about on trivial or even important matters. Impelling causes for the change are frequently obscured by the apparent contradiction so largely in evidence, yet in a majority of such cases people have some good reason for their change of heart. With nations the charge of inconsistency seldom "lies. In the crucible of diplomatic intercourse facts and figures are so calmly and judicially weighed that a position once asserted with vigor is seldom revised. A striking exception to this rule is the action of England in the Cretan crises. Not three months ago English diplomatists were thundering

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gates of Constantinople and demanding' of the Sultan that the Armenian outrages should cease and that British subjects should be allowed the protection of a British armored cruiser. Something in this line was accomplished and humanity at large was to an extent benefitted. The world applauded and the Sultan quaked. And yet today England —so civilized and humane—that shuddered at the recital of the Armenians' wrongs in far-off Asia Minor, closes her eyes to atrocities—quite as barbarous and several thousand miles nearer home —in Crete and arrays herself on the side of the unspeakable Turk and against the heroic and chivalrous

Greeks. Such a monumental specimen of "going back on the record" is seldom witnessed either in private or international affairs.

"ON THE BRINK OF WAR.*

This statement is a stereotyped saying when speaking of European affairs. "On the brink of war" seems to be the normal condition of the great Powers. That actual hostilities have not followed the long strain in diplomatic circles is a mystery to the average American newspaper reader—and possibly to European diplomatists themselves. Modern war equipments of every character are undoubtedly at the bottom of the long continued peace. War is really too costly for ?.ll concerned—and too dangerous for contending forces 00 matter what their numerical and proportionate strength may be. Even little Greece has become valorous and blasters like a giant of old in the face of overwhelming odds—a natural result of superior military equipments, a just cause and a comparative insignificance. Greece has little to lose and much to gain by her vigorous policy. In the end King George may be subdued, but at a fearful cost to the conqueror who dares to invade the ancient fastnesses of his race, made doubly secure by modern guns and methods. "Thrice armed is he who hath his quarrel just" very accurately describes the situation in Greece. Going to the rescue of Cretan rebels driven to frenzy by Turkish misrule of an island almost within $ght of the ancient capital of civilization the Grecian King is told by the Powers—themselves ready to exterminate the Turk for other crimes at any moment—to hold off. Backed up by the enthusiastic and unanimous approval of his countrymen he persists—until at last we ar" told th3t

Europe is really "on the brink of war"—a crisis brough on by a most trivial outbreak in an unexpected quarter. That the refusal of the Grecian King to permit Turkish murders and outrages, pillage and incendiarism to continue on the Island of Crete, immediately off the coast of Greece, was eminently correct few will deny. That the course of the Powers in practically upholding the Turkish rulers in Crete was unjust, inconsistent and indefensible, all Americans will believe. And yet, the situation in Greece with regard to Crete is strikingly similar to the position of the United States as to Cuba. Crete lies about 40 miles from Grecian shores, Cuba is only 100 miles from the

Florida coast. The most diabolical crimes have been of daily occurrence for over a year in Cuba. Long before the beginning of the Cretan insurrec tion our people were fully aroused to sympathy with the Cuban insurgents., but we were forbidden to extend prac tical aid. Only a few months ago the Cretan Christians rose in revolt against Turkish oppressors. Their blood was freely shed—and not in vain, for already Grecian troops are landed, hostilities have practically ceased on the island awaiting the solution of the greater questions raised by King George's summary and practical methods by dealing with crime at his threshold. Verily we may yet learn wisdom from the effete monarchies of the East and learn, even in the Ninteenth century, lessons of humanity and liberty from beneath the shadows of Mars Hill quite as practical as that promulgated from the same locality by Paul in the first century when he said: "God that made the world and all things therein hath made of one blood all nations of nen to dwell on the face of the earth and hath determined the bounds of their habitation."

Shopping in China.

How would you like to go shopping in China? In the first place you would have to have a stout servant to carry your money, and then you would have to have a second seiVant to protect the first from thieves and to see that he didn't run away with the treasure. Chinese money is all in silver or copper, and even a small sum is very heavy to carry. The shops, many of them, are not much larger than dry goods boxes, and each of them has a silver room, or great safe, where the money is kept. It takes a long time to pay a bill, because the storekeeper is very particular about every piece of money which receives. He weighs it carefully, and your servant does the same with the change, so that you will not be cheated.

When a Chinese lady desires the pleasure of shopping, she sends a servant to her favorite dealer, with instruc tions as to her particular desires. The dealer thereupon takes down enough material to load anywhere from four to ten porters, and goes around with the invoice to the lady's home. A European lady can enjoy the same privilege without extra charge or any increase in the prioe of goods.—Chicago Record.

VICARIOUS SACRIFICE

WITHOUT THE BLOOD OF CHRIST THE UK IS NO ATONEMENT.

Through HIb Death on the Crogg 'Ho Became Our Substitute—I)r Tuluiage't Sermon,

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conditions of life Dr. Talmage, in is draws graphic illustrations of one of the sublimest theories of religion—namely, vicarious sacrifice. His text was Hebrews ix. 22, "Without Shed­

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ding of Blood is No Remission." He said: In order to understand this red word of my text we only have to exercise as much common sense in religion as we do in everything else. Pang for pang, hunger for hunger, fatigue for fatigue, tear for tear, blood for blood, life for life, we sec every day illustrated. The act of substitution is no novelty, although 1 hear men talk as though the idea of Christ's suffering substituted for our suffering were something abnormal, something distressingly odd, something wildly eccentric, a solitary episode in the world's history, when I corld take you out in this city, and before sundown point you to 500 cases of substitution and voluntary suffering of one in behalf of another.

About thirty-six years ago there went forth from our northern and southern homes hundreds of thousands of men to do battle for their country. All the poetry of war soon vanished and left them nothing but the terrible prose. They waded knee deep in mud: they slept in snowbanks they marched until their cut feet tracked the earth they were swindled out of their honest rations and lived on meat not fit for a dog they had jaws all fractured, and eyes extinguished, and limbs shot away. Thousands of them cried for water as they lay down on the field the night after the battle and got it not. They were homesick and received no message from their loved ones. They died in barns, in bushes, in ditches, the buzzards of the summer heat the only attendants on their obsequies. No one but the infinite God. who knuws everything, knows the ten-thousandth part of the length and depth and breadth and height of the anguish of the northern and southern battlefields. Why did these fathers leave their children and go to the front, and why did these young men, postponing the marriage day, start out into the probabilities of never coming back? For the country they died. Life for life. Blood for blood. Substitution

But we need not go so far. What is that monument in Greenwood? 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 medicines and

leaves his patients here in the hands 'n£ ^or

of other physicians and takes the rail train. Before he gets to the infected regions he passes crowded rail trains, regular and extra, taking the living and affrighted populations. He arrives in a city over wh'ch a great horror is brooding. He goes from couch to couch, feeling oi the pulse and studying symptoms and prescribing day after day, night after night, until a fellowphysician says: "Doctor, you had better go home and rest. You look miserable." But he cannot 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, but he fights his attendants until he falls back and 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 in a stranger's tomb, and only the fifth part of a newspaper line tells of his sacrifice, his name just mentioned among

Yet he has touched the farthest

fiv 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. Blood for I blood. Substitution!

In the lealm of the fine arts there was as remarkable an instance. A brilliant but hypercriticiscd painter, Joseph William Turner, was met by a voiiey of abuse from all the art galleries of Europe His paintings, which have since won the applause of all civilized nations —"The Fifth Plague of Egypt," "Fishermen on a Lee Shore in Squally Weather," "Calais Pier," "The Sun Rising Through Mist" and "Dido Building Carthage"—were then targets for critics to shoot at. In defense of this outrageously abused man. a young author of twenty-four years, just one year out of college, came forth with his pen and wrote the. ablest and ftiost famous essays on art that the world ever saw. or ever will see—John Ruskin's "Modern Painters." For seventeen years this author fought the battles of the maltreated artist, and after, in poverty and brokenheartedness, the painter had died, and

the public tried to undo their cruelties Christ achieved our liberty!

toward him by giving him a big funeral and burial in St. Paul's cathedral, his old-time friend took out of a tin box 19,000 pieces of paper containing drawings by the old painter, and through many weary and uncompensated months assorted and arranged them for public observation. People say John Ruskin in his old days is cross, misanthropic and morbid. Whatever lie may do that he ought not to do, and whatever he may say that he ought not to say between now and his death, he will leave this world insolvent as far as it has any capacity to pay this author's pen for its chivalric and Christian defense of a poor painter's pencil. John Ruskin for William Turner. Blood for blood. Substitution!

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leads one to suffer for another! Nothing so kindles enthusiasm, or awakens eloquence, or chimes poetic canto, or moves nations. The principle is the dominant one in our religion—Christ the martyr, Christ the celestial hero, Christ the defender, Christ the substitute. No new principle, for it was as old as human nature, but now on a grander, wider, higher, deeper and more world-resounding scale. The shepherd boy as a champion for Israel with a sling toppled the giant of Philistine braggadocio in the dust, but here is another David, who, for all the armies of churches militant and triumphant, hurls the Goliath of perdition into de'l'eat. the crash of his brazen armor like an explosion at Hell Gate. Abraham had at God's command agreed to sacrifice his son Isaac, and the same God just in time had provided a ram of the. thicket as a substitute, but here is another Isaac bound to the altar, and no hand arrests the sharp edges of laceration and death, and the universe shivers and quakes and recoils and groans at the horror.

All good men have for centuries been trying to tell who this substitution was like, and every comparison, inspired and uninspired, evangelistic, prophetic, apostolic and human, falls short, for Christ was the Great Unlike. Adam a type of Christ because he came directly from God. Noah a type of Christ because he delivered his own family from the deluge, Melchisedec a type of Christ because he had no predecessor or successor, Joseph a type of Christ because he was cast out by his brethren. Moses a type of Christ because he was a deliverer from bondage, Samson a type of Christ because of his strength to slay the lions and carry off the iron gates of impossibility, Solomon a type of Christ in the affluence of his dominion, Jonah a type of Christ because of the stormy sea in which he threw himself lor the rescue of others, but put together Adam and Noah and Melchisedec and Joseph and Moses and Joshua and Samson and Solomon and Jonah, and they would not make a fragment of a Christ, a quarter of a Christ, the half of a Christ or the millionth part of a Christ.

He forsook a throne and sat down on His own footstool. He came from the top of glory to the bottom of humiliation and changed a circumference seraphic for a circumference diabolic. Once waited on by angels, now hissed at by brigands. From afar and high up He came down past meteors swifter than they by starry thrones, himself more lustrous past larger worlds to smaller worlds down-stairs of firmaments, and from cloud to cloud, and through tree tops and into the camel's stall, to thrust His shoulder under our burdens and take the lances of pain through His vitals, and wrapped himself in all the agonies which we deserve for our misdoings, and stood on the splitting decks of a foundering vessel amid the drenching surf of the iea, and passed midnights on the mountains amid wild beasts of prey, and stood at the point where all earthly and infernal hostilities charged on Him at or.ee' with their keen sabers—our substitute.

When did attorney ever endure so much for a pauper client, or physician for the patient in the lazaretto, or mother for the child in membranous croup, as Christ for us. as Christ for you, as Christ for me? Shall any man or woman or child in this audience who has ever suffered for another find it hard to understand this Christly suffer-

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Shall those whose sympa­

thies have been wrung in behalf of the unfortunate have no appreciation of that one moment which was lifted out of all the ages of eternity as most conspicuous when Christ gathered up all the sins of those to be redeemed under His one arm and said: "I will atone for these under my right arm and will heal ail those under my left arm. Strike Me with all Thy glittering shafts. O eternal justice! Roll over Me with all thy surges, ye oceans of sorrow!" And the thunderbolts struck Him from above, and the seas of trouble rolled up from beneath, hurricane after hurricane, and cyclone after eye'one, and then and there in presence of heaven and earth and hell—yea. all worlds witnessing—the price, the bitter price, the transcendent price, rhc awful price, the glorious price, the infinite price, the eternal price, was paid that sets us free.

That is what Paul means, that is what I mean, that is what all those who have ever had their heart changed mean by "blood." 1 glory in this religion of

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thrilled as I sec the sug-

gestive color in sacramental cup, whether it be of burnished silver set 011 cloth immaculately white, or rough hewn from wood set on table in log hut meeting-house of the wilderness. Now I am thrilled as I see the altars of ancient sacrifice crimson with the blood of the slain lamb, and Leviticus is to me not so much the old testament as the new. Now I see why the destroying angel, passing over Egypt in the night, spared all those houses that had blood sprinkled on their doorposts. Now I know what Isaiah means when he speaks of "one in red apparel coming with dyed garments from Bosrah," and whom the Apocalypse means when it describes a heavenly chieftain whose "vesture was dipped in blood," and what Peter, the apostle, means when he speaks of the "precious blood that cleanseth from all sin," and what the old, worn-out, decrepit missionary Paul means when, in my text, he cries, "Without shedding of blood is no remission." By that blood you and I will be saved or never saved at all. Glory be to God that the hill back of Jerusalem was the battlefield on which

The most exciting and overpowering day of one summer was the day I spent on the battlefield of Waterloo. Starting out with the morning train from Brussels, we arrived in about an hour on that famous spot. A son of one who was in the battle, and who had heard from his father a thousand times the whole scene recited, accompanied us over the field. There stood the old Hougomont chateau, the walls dented and scratched and broken and shattered by grapeshot and cannon ball. There is the well in which 300 dying and dead were pitched. There is the chapel, with the head of the infant Christ shot off. There are the gates at which for many hours English and

French armies wrestled. Yonder were the 160 guns of the English and th 250

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guns of the French. Yonder the Hanoverian hussars fled for the woods. Yonder was the ravine of Ohain, where the French cavalry, not knowing there was a hollow in the ground, rolled over and down, troop after troop, tumbling into one awful mass of suffering, hoof of kicking horses against brow and breast of captains and colonels and private soldiers, the human and the beastly groan kept up until, the day after, all was shoveled under because of the malador arising in that hot month of July. "There," said our guide, "the highland regiments lay down on their faces waiting for the moment to spring upon the foe. In that orchard 2,500 men were cut to pieces. Here stood Wellington, with white lips, and up that knoll rode Marshall Ney on his sixth horse, five having been shot under him. Here the ranks of the French broke, and Marshal Ney, with his boot slashed of a sword, and his hat off, and his face covered with powder and blood, tried to rally his troops as he cried: "Come and see how a marshal of France dies on the battlefield!' From yonder direction Grouchy was expected for the French reinforcement, but he came not. Around those woods Blucher was looked for to reinforce the English, and just in time he came up. Yonder is the field where Napoleon stood, his arm through the reins of the horse's bridle, dazed and insane, trying to go back." Scene from a battle that went on from 11:35 o'clock 011 the 18th of June until 4 o'clock, when the English seemed defeated, and their commander cried out: "Boys, can vou think of giving way? Remember old England!" and the tide turned, and at 8 o'clock in the evening the man of destiny, who was called by his troops Old Two Hundred Thousand, turned away with broken heart, snd the fate of centuries was decided.

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No wonder a great mound has "been reared there, hundreds of feet high—a mound at the expense of millions of dollars and many years in rising—and on the top is the great Belgian lion of bronze, and a grand old lion it is. But our great Waterloo was in Palestine. There came a day when ail hell rode up, led by Apollyon, and the captain of our salvation confronted them alone. The rider on the white horse of the Apocalypse going ou£ against the black horse cavalry of death, and the battalions of the demoniac, and the myrmidons of darkness. From 12 o'clock at noon to 3 o'clock in the afternoon the greatest battle of the universe went on. Eternal destinies were being decided. All the arrows of hell pierced our chieftain, and the battle-axes struck hini, until brow and cheek and shoulder and hand and foot were incarnadined vvith oozing life, but he fought on until lie gave a final stroke, and the commander-in-chief of hell and all his forces fell back in everlasting ruin, and the victory is ours. And on the mound that celebrates the triumph we plant this day two figures not in bronze or iron or sculptured marble, but two figures of living light, the lion of Judah's tribe, and the lamb that was slain.

Hints For Spring.

A good rule for hangings is to have semi-transparent stuffs at the windows to admit light and medium weight portieres to admit air.

The very high bouffe for dining-room use has been relegated to obscurity, and low board ones, with swell front, are now considered very much better form.

A late fancy is to have fancy chairs in wood or wicker enameled a bright green. This would be a good scheme to rejuvenate soiled porch chairs of last summer and make them look like the latest style.

Fret work or grille, with pendant cur tains over the doorway or in an arch, adds much to the looks of a room Agra, denim or Siberian line drape nicely and are very suitable as hangings for this purpose.

The very latest way to hang curtains is to have a double rod and have each half across the other to about six inches from each side they are then tied back about two-thirds of the way up, much higher than formerly.

Bear in mind when selecting your spherical lamp globe that yellow is absorbed by licht, and consequently looks much lighter with a light behind it. so select a deep shade. Blue, on the other hand, gets much darker and intensifies in effect at night.

In the spring renovating, now beginning to agitate the mind of the average housekeeper, if any decoration is to be done make the walls and floors your first consideration. They are the background that your whole decorative scheme rest on. and if they are rich and in harmony half the battle is won.

Dignity in Business.

The code of ethics in some professions forbid those practitioners .in their vocation from advertising, claiming it to be undignified arid unprofessional, and those who use the newspapers .to inform the public where they ma.f be found and of their capabilities of looking after and performing a".y work tlut may be entrusted to them in their line, are termed quacks and shysters. It is an unwarranted position. It is a false pride, and hems in many an able young practitioner. It unjustly insinuates and classes many able and proficient gentlemen, men who are the most skilled, as incompetents, and .t the same time throws a cloak of falsity around a*.d protects some of the worst quacks, malpractioners and shysters in the community who. to appear "professional." remain in the ban of the code. It is all right to maintain your dignity in business—never do otherwise —but when it comes tc» following some uncalled-for fancy, an untenable code, to the sacrifice and detriment of business, that is another thing, and while he who is so ethical is in many cases sitting in his office trying to keep up appearances, and without practice sufficient to make both ends meet, his more pushing and modern brother is crowded with business and is thought none the less of, but stands just as high in the eyes of the community and is called a,pushing, enterprising, go-aheaditive fe low. Judicious advertising pays and no mistake.—The Indianapolis Union

Is made a ne- a cessity by the VI6 UIC impure condition of the blood after ter's hearty foods and breathing vitiated air in home, office, schoolroom or shoo "When weak, thin or impure, the blood cannot nourish the body as it should. The demand for .cleansing ami invigo. rating is grandly met by Hood's Sarsaparilla, which gives the blood just the quality and vitality needed to maintain health, properly digest food, build up and steady the nerves and overcome that tired feeling. It is the ideal spring Medicine. Get only

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SIXTY-TWO YEARS IN BED.

Remarkable Life of a Connecticut Woman Who3e Death Occurred Recently.

Miss Chloe Laukton die.l in New Hartford Jan. 17, in her 77th year, lihe was born in 1812. At the age of IG she was attacked by a raaiadj which had kept her in bed ever since, Bhe lived sixty-two years in bed. The siclc-room was cozily arranged, so Bho could help herself to many things. About thirty years ago the storv 0! her life was written and published io the Sunday-School Union. When her parents died she was cared for by friends. She never complained, and was ever cheerful and patient. On* of her {rreat troubles was the difficulty of having her bed made. The late John C. Smith of New Haven invented a little derrick. The patient would have a strouar canvas placed beneath her, which was attached by a simple. tackle to the derrick, and she could b« swung off from the bed as if in a hammock. Mr. Smith also built for her an ingenious cupboard, which was a great comfort to her, as she made it hold nearly everything she wanted.: About a year ago an attack of erysipelas destroyed the sight of one eye, and added greatly to her infirmities, but did not affect her sunny disposition. Opium in one form or another] Has beeD her chief medicine.

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Prof. Molbius has proved, as latelri stated to the Berlin Physiological so| ciety, that the anatomical arrangw ments of the flying fish's fins and mu cles make flight impossible. The !uJ| simply shoots up out of the water wna® frightened, and is carried along by ibr8 wind. The buzzing of the tins, whidi has been urged as proof of real fligblJUj is produced when a strong currentof air strikes tbo fins of even a dead fisk|| ana the rising over tliecrestof a wan|gj or the bulwarks of a ship is explainei by the ascending currents of air pro duced whenever a strong hori/.onU wind strikes an elevated object liketlitj wave or ship

BRYAN'S PAPER.

The Editor Again Restored to Health. Mr. George W. Hervey, editor of tte| Weekly Omaha World-Herald, Is a pei-j feet picture of health and looks more liktg the Hervey of other days. To see hlu| now, one can hardly believe that lie hai| been such a great sufferer. He writes his failing health and recovery, in hi characteristic way as follows: "For several years I was troubled wMI indigestion so severe as to make it im*| possible to take more than two mealig a day without intense suffering. I SreT| worse gradually until July, 1S95, I waJ® suddenly attacked with increased pai»| and soreness over the pit of my stomack| and sharp pains in my right side wh:rt| rapidly increased until I could scarce^! get my breath. A physician was callwJ for immediate relief and hypodermic ifrfl jections of morphine were resorted to Ml relief. I was able to be out in about »I week but had a second attack the folio*| ing August, more intense than before, was reduced from 156 to 134 lbs. in ni»l dajfe and left wholly unable to take any nourishment. I lived on lftne water and| very little milk for several days aWl For one year carried morphine pellet*! in my pockets ready for an emergonfJjl All this time my stomach was sore a»l very sensitive. I discovered that *ls| would agree with my stomach this 'ef would probably no^ 'next week and tha I was getting nearer and nearer to a fl collapse. I consulted three of the physicians in the state and two

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to Chicago to be treated when boy chanced to get a sample package• Dr. Kay's Renovator which he broug I me. I was induced to try it. not the least faith in its virtues. I I the sample relieved me and Purc jl a 25-cenf box. Before it was all

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