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REV. DR. TALMAGE.
THE BROOKIjN DIVINE’S SUNDA1 SERMON. > Sab)**** •‘Humdrum Abolished.” Tkxti Of Spices great, abundance neither Was there any such Spice as the VU*?» of Sheba gave. King Solomon”—II Okronicles, ix., 0. k AV hat is that building out yonder glitter ing in the sun? Have you not heard? it, is the house of the forest of Lebanon. King Solomon lias just taken to it Ills bride, the Princess of r.gypt. Vou see tho pillars of che portico and a great tower, adorned with on* thousand shields of gold, hung on the outside of tho tower—five hundred of these •hields of gold manufactured at, Solomon’s order, five hundred were captured by David bis father, in battle. See how they blaze in the noonday sun! Solomon goes up the ivory stairs of his throne between twelve lions in statuary, and atts down on tho back of the golden bull, the head of the bronze beast turned toward the people. The family and attendants of tho king are so many that the caterers of the place have to provide every day one hundred sheep and thirteen oxen, besides tho birds and the venison. 1 hear the stamping and pawing of four thousand lino horses iu the royal .stables. There were important officials who had charge or tliu work of gathering Die straw and tho barley for these horses. King Solomon was an early riser, tradition nays, and used to take a rideout at daybreak* and when in bis white apparel, behind the swiftest horses of all the realm, and followed by mounted archers in purple, as the caval cade dashed through the streets of Jerusalem I suppose it was something worth getting up ut /ivc o’clock in the morning to look at. Solomon was not like some of the kings of the present day—erownel imbecility. All the splendor of his palace and retinue was eclipsed by his intellectual power. Wby. he seemed tokuow everything. Hu was the first great naturalist the world ever saw. IVa cocks from India strutted the basaltic walk nud apes chatted in the trees and deer stalked the parks, and there were aquariums with foreign iish and aviaries w ith foreign birds, and tradition says these birds were so well tamed that Solomon might walk clear across tho city under the shadow of their vviuios ms tJijy hovered anr^flitted about him. More than this, he had a great, reputation for the conundrums and riddles that, he made and guessed. He and King Hiram his neighbor, used to sit by the hour and ask riddles, each one paying in money if lie could , answer or guess the riddle. The Solo uiouic navy visited all the world, and tho sailors, of course, talked about the wealth of their king, nud about the riddles and eugiitias that he made and solved, and the news snread until Queen Rnlkis «w«v ,.ir heard of it, and sent messengers with a few riddles that she would like to have Solomon solve, and a few puzzles w hich she would like to have him find out. She sent among other things to King Solomon a diamond with a hole so small that a ne&lle could not pene trate it, asking him to thread that diamond. And Solomon took a worm and put it at the opening in the diamond, and the worm crawled through, leaving the thread in the diamond. The queen also sent a goblet to Solomon, asking him to fill it with water that did not pour rrorn the sky, and that did not rush out from the earth,and immediately Solomon put a slave on the back of a swift horse aud galloped him around and around the park until the horse was nigh exhausted, and from the perspiration of the horse the goblet was filled. She also sent King Solomon five huudred boys in girls’ dress, and five hun dred girls m boys’ dress, wondering if he would be cute enough to find out the decep tion. Immediately Solomon, when ho saw them wash their faces, knew from the way they applied the water that it was all a cheat. Queen Balkis was so pleased with the acuteness of Solomon that she said, ‘‘I’ll just go aud see him for myself.” Yonder it comes—the cavalcade—horses ami dromeda ries, chariots and charioteers, jingling har ness and clattering hoofs, and blazing shields, aud flying ensigns, and dapping cymbals, l’he place is saturated with the perfume. She brings cinnamon aud saffron and calamus and frankincense and all man uerof sweet spices. As the retinue sweeps through the gate the armed guard inhale the aroma. “Halt!” cry the charioteers, as the wheels grinds the gravel iu front of the pil • lared portico of the king. Queen Balkis alights in an atmosphere bewitched with per fume* As the dromedaries are driven up to the king’s store-houses, an i the bundles of camphor are unloaded, and the sacks of cin namon, and the boxes of cpices are opened, the purveyors of the palace discover what my text announces, “Of spices, great abun dance; neither wus there any such spices as th^Bnaen of Sheba gave to King Solomon.” Weflfny friend.", you know' that all the ologttlB agree in making Solomon a type of Chnph and making the Queen of Sheba a type Of pvery truth seeker, and i shall take the responsibility of saying that ull the spikenard and cassia and frankincense which thp Queen of Sheba brought Nto King Solo = v-v^dron are mighti’-y suggestive of the sweet apices of our holy religion. Christianity is not a collection of sharp technicalities and Ly angular facts and chronological tables and & dry statistics. Our religion is compared to R frankincense and to cassia, but never to ^ nightshade. It is a bundleot myrrh. It is a j ■< dash of holy light. It is u sparkle of cool fountains. It is an opening of opaline gates. It is a collection or spices. Would God that we were as wise in taking spices to our Di vine King as Queeu Balkis was w iseiutak txrr 4 tic. citinuu ti\ t lio *i*» i t hlv SniiIi ill 1 VV luit. many of us most need is to have tlio hum drum driven out of our life and the hum drum out of our religion. The American and s English church will die of humdrum unless there be a change. An editor from Ban Francisco a few weeks ago wrote me aayin; he was getting up fur his paper a symposium from many clergy men, discussing among other things, “Why do qpt people go to church:” and he waited my opinion, and I gave it in one sentence, “People do not go to church because they cannot stand the humdrum.” The fact ii that most people have so much humdrum in their worldly calling that they do not want to have added the humdrum of religion. W* need in all our sermons and exhortations and songs and prayers more of what Queuu Bal kit brougnt to Solomon—namely, more •pice. The fact is that the duties and cares of this life, coming to us from time to time, art stupid often aud inaue and intolerable. Hen are uneu who have beeu bartering and ue , gotiating, climbing, pounding, hammering for twenty years, iorty years, fifty years One great long drudgery has their life been Their face anxious, their feeliugs benumbed their days monotonous. What is necessarj to brighten up that man’s life, aud to s weetei that acid disposition, amt to put sparkle inh the man's spirits? The splceryof our hoi; religion. Why* if between the losses of lif there dashed a gleam of an eternal gain; i between the betrayals of life there came tli gleam of the undying friendship or Christ ft in dull times in business we found mini* * tering spirits flying to and fro in our offle ■ ■ grid store and sliop, everyday life, instead o ^ bntog u stupid iuouolouc, would be a gior inspiration, peiidu’nming between cab “ etion and nigh rapture. - keeps house without til > help her is a .mystery t *• breakage inates an will settli » toA.** alono now; Martha pets through fretting am0,"8 Ma,y ar UlB f<*t of Jesus. All day long Deborah is happy because she can help Dapntoth; Hannah, because she can make aeoat for young Samuel, Miriam because she can watch her infant brother: Kns’hel, because she can help her father water the stocky the widow of Sareptn, be cause the cruse of oil is being replenished JJ woman I having iu your pantry a nest of horee containing nil kinds of condiments, why have you not tried in your heart and life the snicery of our holy religion? * Martha 1 Martha! thou art careful and troubled about many things; but one thing is needful, and Mary hath chosen that good part which shall not bo takon away from her.” I must confers that a great deal of the re ligion of this day Is utterly insipid. There is nothing piquant or elevating about it. Men and Women go around humming psalms in a tumor key, and culturing melancholy, and theft* worship has iu it more sighs than raptbre. We do not doubt, their piety. Oh, no. But they are sitting at a feast where the cook lias forgotten to season the food. Everything is tint in their experience and in their Conversation. Emancipated from sin and death and hell, and on their way to a magnificent heaven, they act ns though they were trudging on toward au everlastin g Botany Bay, Religion does not seem to agree with them. It seems to catch in the windpipe and Iwcome a tight strangulation instead of an exhilaration. /Ml the infidel books that have l>een writ ten, from Voltaire down to Herbert Spen cer, have not done so much damage to our Christianity as lugubrious Christians. Who wants u religion woven out of the shadows of the uicrht? Why go growling on your way to celestial enthronement? Come out of that cave and sit dowu in the warm light of the Sun of Righteousness. Away with your odes to melancholy aud Hervey’s “.Medita tions Among tho Tombs.” Then let onr songs abound, And « very tear be dry; We’re marching through Emmanuel's ground To fairer world’s on high. I have to say, also, that we need to put more spice and enliveutnent iu our religious teaching, whether it be in the prayer meet ing, or iu the Sabbath school, or in the church. We ministers need more fresh air and sunshine in our lungs and our heart and our head. I)o yob wonder that the world is so far from being converted when you find so little vivacity in the pulpit and iu the pew? We want, like the Lord, to plant in our sermons and exhortations more lilies of the field. We want, fewer rhetorical elabora tions and fewer sesquipedalian words; and when wo talk about shadows, we do not want to say aduinbratiou; and when wo mean queerness, we do not want to talk about idiosyncracies: or if a stitch in tho back, we do not want to talk about lumbago, but in the plain vernacular preach that gospel whiep. proposes to make all men happy, hou In other words, we want more cinnamon and less gristle. Let this be so in all the different departments of work to which the Lord calls us. Let us bo plain. Let us bo earnest. Let us be common sensical. AVhen we talk to the people in a vernacular they can understand they will be very glad to come and receive the truth we present. Would to God that Queen Balkis would drive her spice laden dromedaries into all our sermons and prayer-meeting exhor tations. More than that, we want more life and spice in our Christian work. The poor do uot want so much to i»e groaned over as sung to. W ith the bread ana medicines and the garments you give them, let there be an ac companiment of smiles and brisk encourage ment. Do not staud and talk to them about the wretchedness of their abode, and the hunger of their looks, and the hardness of their lot. Ah! they know it better than you can tell them. Snow them the bright side of the thing, if there be any bright side. Tell them good times will come. Tell them that-for-th»* vbtWrerr of k«d there-is im mortal rescue. AVake them up out of their stolidity by an inspiring laugh, and while you send in help, line the Queen of Sheba, also send in the spices. There are two ways of meeting the poor. One is to come into their house with a nose elevated in disgust, as much as to say: “I don’t see how you live here in this neighbor hood. It actually makes me sick. There is that bundle; take it, you poor, miserable wretch, and make the most of it.” Another way is to go into the abode of the poor in a manner which seems to say: ‘‘The blessed Lord sent me. He was poor himself. It is not more for the good I aui going to try to do you than it is for the good you can do me.” Coming in that spirit the gift will be as aro matic ns the spikenard on the feet of Christ, and all the hovels in that alley will be fra grant with the spice. VV'eneed more spice and enliveuraent iu our church music. Churches sit discussing whether they shall have choirs, or precen tors, or organs, or bass viols, or cornets. I say, take that which will bring out the most inspiring anisic. It' we* had half us much zeal and spirit in our churches as we have in the songs of our Sabbath schools it would not be loug before the whole earth would quake with the coming God. AVhy, in most churches nine-tenths of the people do uot sing, or they sing so feebly that the people at their elbows do not know they are siug iug. People mouth and mumble the praises of God; but there is not more than one out of a hundred who makes “a joyful noise” unto the Hock of Our Salvation. Some times, when tlio congregation forgets itself, and is all absorbed in the goodness of God or the glories of heaven, 1 get an intimation of what church music will be a hundred years from now, when the coming generation shall wake up tovits duty. 1 promise a high spiritual blessing to any oue who will sing iu church, and who will sing so heartily that the people all around churches from Baugor to San Francisco and across Christendom. It is not a matter of preference, it is a matter of religious duty. Oh, for lifty times more volume of sound. German chorals in German cathedrals sur pass os, aud yet Germany has received nothing at the hands of God compared with America, and ought the acclaim in Berlin be louder than that in Brooklyn? Soft, long drawn out music is appropriate for the draw ing room and appropriate for the concert, Imt tit. John gives an idea of the sonorous and resonant congregational singing appro priate for churches when, in listening to the temple service of heaven, he says: "1 heard u great voice, as the voice of a great multi tude Hildas the voice of many waters, and us the voice of mighty thuuderiugs. Halle lujah for the Ford God omnipotent reign etJoln with me in a crusade, giving me not only vour hearts, hut the mighty uplifting ofvour voices, ami \ believe we oau,turmigii Christ’s grace, sing fifty thousand souls into the kingdom of Christ. Au argument they can laugh at, a sermon they can talk down, 1 bat a vast audience joining in one anthem is i Irresistible. Would that Queen Bulkis would r drive all her spice leaden domedaries into . our church music. -Neither was there any ! guch spice as the Queeu of Hheba gave King ; KtTl want to impress this audience with the fuel that religion is sweetness ami i>or i fume aud spikenard and saffron and r S and frankincense, and nil sweet soloes together 'Oil, you say, 1 l have not looked at it as such. 1 thought it was ,1 Pittance; it had for me * repulsion- I b held mv breath as though it were undo lor, i I have been appalled at its advance, I have I i,11 if l have any religion ut all, 1 want to 1 ’ Lv' e bttle of it as is possible to get t'oih with ’• Oh, What a mistake your Good Blood Is absolutely Essential to Good Health You may have both by taking the best Blood Purifier. Hood’s Sarsaparilla ing like Macaulay when he wrote: “If I bad another month of such days as I have been spending, 1 would be impatient to get down into my little narrow crib in the ground like a weary factory child.” And there have been timps iu your life wheu you wished you could gel, out of this life. You have said, “Oh, how sw.i»t to my lips would be the dust of the volley,” and wish you could pull over you iu your last slumber the coverlet of green grass and daisies. You have said: “Oh. how beautifully quiet, it must be in the tomb. I wish I was there.” i see all around about me widowhood and orphanage and childlessness; sadnes*, disappointment, per* plexity. If I could ask all those to rise in this audience who have felt no sorrow and been buffeted by no disappointment-r-if I could ask all such to rise, how many would rise? Not pne. A widowed mother with her little child went West, hoping to get better wages there, and she was taken sick and died. The over seer of the poor got her body and put it in a box, and put it in a wagon, and started down the street toward the cemetery at full trot. The little child—the only child—ran after it through the streets, bareheaded, crying, “Bring mo back my mother! bring me back my mother!” And it was said that as the people looked on and saw her crying after that which lay in the box iu t'.ie wagou—all she loved on earth—it is said the whole vil lage was in tears. And that is what a great many of you are doiug—chasiug the dead. Deal* Lord, is there no appeasement for all tins sorrow that I see about me? Yes, tlie thought of resurrection aud reunion far be Vf.ml ihu xcpim r»f uf.riiiro-bi nml t***»rm "Ttiuv shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more, neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat; for the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall lead them to living fountains of water, and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.” Across the couches of your sick and across the graves of your dead I fling this shower of sweet spices. Queen Balk is, driving up to the pillared portico of the house of cedar, carried no such puugeucy of perfume as ex hales to-day from the Lord’s garden. It is peace. It is sweetness. It Is comfort. It is infinite satisfaction, this Gospel I commend to you. Some due could not understand why an old German Christian scholar used to be always so calm and happy and hopeful when he had so many trials and sicknesses and ailments. A man secreted himself in the house. He said, “I mean to watca this old scholar and Christian;” aud he saw the old Christian man go to his room and sit down on the chair beside the stand and open the Bible and begin to read. lie read on and on, chapter after chapter, hour after hour, until his face was all aglow with the tid ings from heaven, and when the clock struck twelve he arose aud shut his Bible, aud said: “Blessed Lord, we are on the same old terms yet. Good night. Good night. *’ Oh, you sin parched and you trouble pounded, here is comfort, here is satisfaction. Will you come and get it? I cannot tell you what the Lord offers you hereafter so well as 1 can tell you now. “It doth not yet ap pear what we shall be.” Have you read of the Taj Mahal in India, in some respects the most majestic building on earth? Twenty thousand men were twenty years in building it. It cost about sixteen millions of dollars. The walls are of marble, inlaid with carne lian from Bagdad, and turquois from Thibet. Through obduracy on our part, and through the rejection of that Christ who makes heaven possible, I wonder if any of us will miss that spectacle? I fear! I fearl The queen of the south will rise up in judg ment against this generation and condemn it, because she came from the uttermost parts of the earth to hear the wisdom of Sol omon, and behold, a greater than Solomon is here! May God graut that through your own practical experience you may find that religion’s ways are ways of pleasantness, and that all her paths are paths of peace—that it is perfume now aud perfume forever. And there was an abundance of spice; “neither was there auy such spice as the Queen of Sheba gave to King Solomon.” and jasper from the Punjaub. and amethyst from Persia, and all manner of precious stones. A traveler says that it seems to him like the shining of an enchanted castle of burnished silver. The walls are two hun dred and forty-flve feet high, aud from the top of these springs a dome thirty more feet high, that dome containing the most won derful echo the world has ever known, so that ever and anon travelers standing below with flutes and drums and harps are testing that echo, and the sounds from below strike up, ami then come dowu, as it were, the voices i of angels all around about the building. Thwr« is mround it a cardan of tamarind and banyan ami palm aud all the floral glories of the ransacked earth. But that is only a tomb of a dead empress, and it is tame compared with the grandeurs which God has buflded for your living aud immortal spirit. Oh, home of the blessed! Foundations of gold I Arches of viotoryl Capstones of praise! Aud a dome in which there are echoing und re-echoing the hallelu jahs of the ages. Aud around about that mansion is a garden—the garden of God— aud all the springing fountains are the bot tled tears of the church in the wilderness, and all the crimson of flowers is the deep hue that was caught up from the carnage of earthly martyrdoms, and the fragrance is the prayer of all the saints, and the aroma puts into utter forgetfulness the cassia, and the spikenard, aud the frankincense, and the world renowned spices which the Queen Balkis, of Abyssinia, flung at the feet of King Solomon. When shall these eyes tliy heaven built walls Anil uearly gates behold. Thy bulwarks, with salvatlou strong. And streets of ahiulug gold? the MAKING OF BASIC STEEIr An Important Movement, in Bir mingham. An essay to assure the establishment of the great basic steel works iu Birmingham, Ala. wus taken by the directors of the Elyton ljuid Company, who subscribed *100,U00 to the enterprise. Mr. T. T. Hillman had mads the proposition to raise the money if the Tennessee Coal, Iron and Railroad Company would subscribe *800,000, and the Elyton Laud Company $100,000. Then he and asso -- were to put in half a million more, g *800,000 capital which to start ths ment. The formal action of tlis Company doses the transaction ■k it to said a tele Audrew Qsr Hi be the steel i The Difficulty or living. When I Bee a woman scrubbing or bending over the washtub who was cre ated witli an artist’s tastes and a poet’s song in lior heart; when I see a bright woman, in whom the drollery and sparkle of youth die hard, amid a life of druggery and unrest; whon I see a woman patching trousers and darning socks who was intended by nature to roign the crowned queen of some high vocation when I mark the pallor and the lines of tell-tell care on the cheek that in girlhood outblushod June's sweetest rose, or note how the hands that once drew divest music from obedient keys have warped and twisted in the faithful performauce of homely duties, I feel like kissing the faded cheek and folding the poor hands in a revoront grasp, for, I tell ffou, though she may sometimes falter by the way, though fretful moods may sometimes overtake her, not queens of more royal in the inheritance of their purple robes, not cloistered saints folded away from the world’s turmoil so faithful, not dying martyrs so brave—for it is not dying that tells, says a writer in the Chicago Herakl. To die is easy enough —butliviug! there’s the test. Anybody can die, but ah, the infinite difficulty of livinxr. Not. Entirely Correct. A subscriber writes to the New York Sun as follows: I have a dispute with a friend about the head on she silver dollar^ I say that this Government is bound by a treaty of 1776 to keep the picture of the ruling sovereign of En gland on its coins, and so the present has Queen Victoria’s face on it. My friend says I’m all wrong. Please de cide. To this the editor replies: You’re not entirely correct, Pat; in fact, you’re a little wrong. To tell the truth, Pat, your contention needs considerable changing before it will be correct; in fact, it needs to be altered entirely. 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When the child was first taken sick the father was notified that be must take her away. But where could he take her? Who would consent to re ceive diphtheria into their homes? The father had a brother living here who had an only daughter of about -the same age as the sick child, and he went to see him. The two little girls were much attached to each other, and when the fathers were discussing the situation the sympathy of the well child went out to her little suffering and homeless cousin, and she looked up beseechingly into her father’s face and pleadingly asked to let little Bessie be brought to their home and cared for. It was a start ling proposition. The father loyed his own and he had not thought of assent ing to any act that would endanger his daughter’s life, but there was something in the look and voice of the child neither he nor his wife could resist. They both requested that the littlo sufferer be brought to them, and she was. Under their care she recovered. A few days elapsed and their owa loved one, Hhe little angel of their hearts, was stricken down. It was a malignant attack and from the very first seemed hopeless. Oh, the agony of the mother, the grief of the father 1 Their only child, their idol, brought to the portal of death through the consent they themselves had given to the child’s re quest made in behalf of her little cousin. What remorse, what regrets forced their way with dark despair into the souls of each as they watched hour by hour over the couch of tlieir darling and realized the steady and certain approach of the | messenger oi aeatn. At last the moment came when hope stole out aud all was dark, so dark. The mother stood beading over the suf fering form of her child; the hot, scald iug tears from a heart that was break ing dropped like a rivulet of anguish upon the cheeks of despairing sorrow. The child was passing into a state of unconsciousness, from which it could only awake with a farewell to its tene ment of clay, when a light shone down upon the dying face, and the eyes opened, and the lips moved. An ex pression of divinity crept over the traces of pain which the malady had drawn over every feature of youthful beauty in the childish couuteuauce. The mother bent down to hear the message. It came in looks as well as words, and was this: “Dear mamma, don’t cry for i me. Bemember, little Bessie will be with you. We have made a home for her. You know she had none, mamma. By-by, dear mamma, dear papa; an angel is waiting for me,” and the little one forgot the world in a sleep that lasted till the angel took her. What a message this was to the mother, the father, and the world. 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I.a bibs needing a tonic, or children who want building up, should take Brown’s Iron Bitters. It is pleasant to take, cures Malaria, Indigestion,Biliousness aud Liver Complaints, makes the Blood rich aud pure. Whenever you hear a man say that all men are alike, it is an apology for some very con temptible scoundrel. glTO] stopped free by Dr. KlinbW Ontt XRvx Hbstokbr. No fits after first day’s use. arvelous cures Treatise and (2 trial bottle free. Dr. Kline, 981 Arch 8t., Phfia., Pa. The Lord never inteudad grief lo spread; you can cry in secret, but you can’t enjoy a joke alone. Many persons are broken down from over work or household cares. Browu’s Iron Bit ters rebuilds the system, aids digestion, re moves excess of bile, anl cures malaria. A splendid tonic for women and children. A man can do no better tkiug than to try to live up to his mother's estimate of him. Beecham’s Pills cure Sick Headache. Children are like grown people in one par ticular—they never tell on themselves. B AADFtELD’S FeMALE REGULATOR As a Tonic For Females, nothing better eon be found; and we advise all delicate or debilitated women, whether suffering from any irregularity or not, to take it. Every ingredient possesses superb tonic properties and exerts a wonderful influence in toning up and strengthening her frame. Its effect is almost magical, and soon it causes the blood to course healthily through her veins, driving through the proper channels all impurities of her system. Health and strength always result from its continued use. “My wife has suffered for six years from suppressed menstruation. Has beeu treated by the best physicians without benefit. Two bottles of Bradfikld’s Fe male Regulator relieved her, a thing I thought impossible. Her health is much improved. I believe your remedy has no equal. W. A. Simmons, McNutt’s, 8. C.” “ Have suffered |>eriodicaliy for years—been treated by the beat'physicians without relief—Bkadfikld's Female Regulator did me more good than uli the other remedies. Mas. Ej.i/.a Davis, Charlotte, N. C.” “ Have used Buadfikld’s Female Regulator and can recommend it to all my friends. Mies C. 8. Wikmeykr, Denver, Col.” Sold by ail Druggists. Price $1.00 per bottle. Bradfield Regulator Co., Atlanta, Ua. Talk’s cheap, but when it’s backed up by a pledge of the hard cash of a financially re sponsible firm, or company, of world-wide reputation for fair and honorable dealing, tt mcajis business / Now, there are scores of sarsaparillas and other blood purifiers, all cracked up to be. the best, purest, most peculiar and wonderful, but bear in mind (for your own sake), there’s only one guaranteed blood-purifier and remedy for torpid liver and all diseases that come from bad blood. That one—standing solitary and alone—sold on trial,is Dr. Pierce’s Golden Med ical Discovery. If it don’t do good in skin, scalp and scrofulous diseases —and pulmonary consumption is only lyng-scrofula—just let its makers know and get your money back. Talk’s cheap, but to back a poor medicine, or a common one, by selling it on trials as “Golden Medical Discovery” is sold, would bankrupt the largest fortune. Talk’s cheap, but only “ Dis covery ” is guaranteed. | if you have a iCOLDorCO ) acute or leading 1NSUMPTION, I COW’S EMULSIO 1 OF PURE con LITER -; AND IirPOPHOSPHITES i OF LIME AND SODA 1 IS SURE CURB PO ( This preparation contains the ) ting properties of the Hypo | ami lino Jioruerjian Cod Lt reiki J by physicians all tho world ovet. It law 5 palatable as milk. Three timedaa etllca ( clous as plain Oml Liver OIL A perfect 7 Emulsion, better than all others made. For 2 all forms of Wanting Diseases, Bronchitis, CONSUMPTIOIT, I Scrofula, as * Flesh Producer % there Is nothing like *CBn’S EMULSION. ] It la sold by all DruenUu. Let no on* by ( profuse explanation or impudent entreaty j induce you to accept a substitute. “August-' Flower There is a gentle- >< Dyspepsia, man at Malden-on-. ' the-Hudson, N. Y., named Captain A. G. Pareis, who has written us a letter in which it is evident that he has made up his mind concerning some things, and this is what he says: ‘‘I have used your preparation called August Flower in my family for seven or eight years. It is con stantly in my house, and we consider it the best remedy for Indigestion, and Constipation we Indigestion, have ever used or known. My wife is troubled with Dyspepsia, and at times suffers very much after eating. The August Flower, however, re lieves the difficulty. My wife fre quently says to me when I am going to town, ‘Weareotat Constipation of August Flower, and I think you had better get another bottle. ’ I am also troubled with Indigestion, and when ever I am, I take one or two tea spoonfuls before eating, for a day or two, and all trouble is removed.” R r vbi KIN OP ALL GOUGH 0 ^DOOW