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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1894-11-22, Page 6THE HEAVENLY CITY, no LORI OYER FAIL A Yivid Word Pasture of the Joys of Itii- mortality-.-Ofeasolation for the Sore rowful and Weary --- The Pains of Living' and Joys olfalfeaven, Bev. Dr. Talmage,who is now nearing, the close of his globe -circling tour, and, will shortly reach American shores, has selected as the eubjeot of to -day's sermon through the press --"Victory over pain," the text ehosen being Revelation 21, 4* "Neither shall there be any more pain," The first questions that you ask when about to change your residence to any eity are, " What is the health of the place ? is it shaken of terrible disorders ? what are the bills of mortality? what is the death rate? how high rises the ther- mometer ?" And am I not reasonable in asking, what are the sanitary conditions of the heavenly city into which we all hope to move? My, text answers it by saying "Neither shall there be any more pain." First, I remark, there will be no pain of disappointment in heaven. If I could put the picture of what you anticipated of ' 'fe when you began it, beside the pie- ttt_of what you have realized, I ,would find a great difference. You have stuns - bled upon great disappointments. Per- haps you have expected riches, and you have worked hard'enough to gain them; you have planned and worried and per- sisted until your hands were worn ance your brain was ranked and your heart fainted, and at the end of this long strife with misfortune you find that if you have not been positively defeated it has been a drawn battle. It is still tug and tussle -this year losing what you gained last, financial uncertainties pulling down fast- er than you build, For perhaps twenty or thirty years you have been running your craft straight into the teeth of the wind. Perhaps you have had domestic disap- pointinent. Your children, upon whose education you lavished your hard-earned dollars, have not turned out as expected. Notwithstanding all your counsels and prayers and painstaking, they will not do right. Many a good father has had a bad. boy. Absalom trod on David's heart. That mother never imagined all this as twenty or thirty years ago she sat by that child's cradle. Your life has been a chapter of disap- pointments. But come with me and I will show you a different scene. By God's grace, entering the other city you will never again have a blasted hope. The most jubilant of expectations will not reach the realization. Coming to the top of one hill of joy, there will be other hights rising upon the vision.. This song of transport will but hft you to higher anthems ; the sweetest choral but a pre- lude to more tremendous harmony ; all things batter than you had anticipated — tha robe richer, the crown. brighter, the temple grander, the throng mightier. Further, I remark, there will be no pain. of weariuees. It may be many hours since you quit work, bat many of you are unrested, some from overwork and some from dullness of trade, the lat- ter more exhausting than the former. Your ankles ache, your spirits flag, you want rest. Are these wheels always to turn ? these shuttles to fiy ? these axes to hew? these shovels to delve? these pens to fly? these books to be posted? these goods to be sold ? Ah ! the great holiday approaches. No more curse of taskmasters. No more stooping until the back aches. No more calculation until the brain is bewildered. No more pain. No more carpentry, for the mansions are all built. No more masonry, for the walls are all reared. No . more diamond cutting, for the gems are all set. No more gold beating, for the crowns are all completed. No more ag- riculture, for the harvests aro sponta- neous. Further, there will be no more pain of poverty. It is a hard thing to be really poor : to have your coat wear out and no money to get another ; to have your flour barrel empty and nothing to buy bread with for your chi aircn ; to live in an un- healthy row and no means to change your habitation ; to have your elxild sick with some mysterious disease and notbe able to secure eminent medical ability; to have son or daughter begin the world and you not have anything to help them in starting ; with a mind capable of re- search and high contemplation, to be perpetually fixed on questions of mere livelihood. .Poets try to throw a romance about the poor man's lot; but there is no romance about it. Poverty is hard, cruel, un- relenting. But Lazarus waked up with- out his rags and his diseases, and so all of Christ's poor wake up as last without any of their disadvantages—no almshouses, for they are all princes; no rents to pay, for the residence is gratuitous •; no gar- ments to buy, for the robes are divinely fashioned; no seats in church for poor folks, but equality among temple wor- shippers. No hovels, no hard crusts, no insufficient apparel. "They shall not hunger no more, neither thirst any more, neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat." No more pain. Further, there will be no pain of part- ing. A11 these associations must some time break up. We clasp hands and talk together, and talk and laugh and weep together ; but we must after awhile separate. Your grave will be in one place, mine in another. We look each other full in the face far the last time. We will be sitting together some even- ing, vening, or walking together some day, and nothing will be unusual in. our appear- ance, or our conversation ; but Glod knows that it is the last tame; and messengers from eternity, on their errand to take us away, know it is the last time. Oh, the long agony of earthly separa- tion! It is awful to stand in your nurs- ery fighting death back from the eolith of your child, and try to holdfast the little one, and see all the time that he is getting weaker, and the breath is short- er, and make eatery to God to help us, and the doctors to save him, and see it is of no avail, and then to know that his spirit is gone, and that you have nothing left but the casket that held the jewel, and that in two or three days you must even put that away, and walk around about the house and find it desolate, somes'':nes feeling rebellious, and then to rev a ve to feel differently, and, to resolve self-control, and just as you have come to what you think is perfeet self- control to suddenly come upon some little coat, or pieture, or shoe half worn out, and how all the floods of the soul burst inn one wild wail d agony ! Oh, and it is to art m Goa, how h to close the eyes that never can look Merry at our codling, to kiss the hand that willnevet againldo us a kindness. 1 know religion gives great consolation in such an hour, and we Ought to be comforted.; but auy how and anyway you make it, it ie. aw- ful, On steamboat wharf and at rail ar window we may smile when we say fare- well; but these good-byes at the death- bed, they just take hold of the heart with iron pincers, and tear it out by the recite until all the fibres quiver and curl in he torture and drop, thick blood, These separatious are wine -presses into wh ch our hearts, like red clusters, are thrown, and . then trouble turns the windlass round and round until we are utterly crushed, and have no more oapaoit to suffer, and we stop crying because we have wept all our tears. On eve street, at every doorstep, by every couch. there have been partings. But once past the heavenly portals, and you are through with such scenes for- ever. In at land there are many hand- elaspings and embracing:,, but only in recoguitia . That groat home circle never breaks. Once filed your comrades there and you have them forever. No crape float from the door of that blissful residence. No cleft hillside where the dead sleep. All awake, wide awake, ani forever. o pushing out of the emigrant ship for foreign shore, No tolling of bell as the funeral passes. Whole genera- tions =glory.. Band bo hand, heart to heart, joy o joy. No creeping up the limbs oft death chill; the feet cold. until hot flannels minuet warm them. No rattle of sepulehral gates. No part- ing, no pain. Further, tlis heavenly city will have no pain o body. The raee is pierced with sharp distresses. The surgeon's knife mus cut. The dentist's pinchers must pull. Pain is fought with pain. The world is a hospital, Scores of dis- eases, like vultures contending for a car- cass, struggle as which shall have it. Our natures areinfinitely susceptible to suf- fering. The eye, the foot, the hand, with. immense capacity of anguish. The lite child meets at the entrance of life manifold diseases. You hear the shrill cry f infancy as the lancet strikes into the s, oileu gum. You see its head toss in consuming fevers that take more than half t them into the dust Old age passes, dizzy and weak, and short - breathed, and dim -sighted. On every north-east wind come down pleurisies and pneumonias. War lifts its sword and hacks away the life of whole gene- rations. a hospitals of the earth groan. into the ear of God their complaint. Asiatic choleras and ship fevers and typhoids d London plagues make the world's knees knock together. Pain has gone through every street, and up every ladder, and down every shaft. It is on the wave, on the mast, on the beach. Wounds from elips of elephants' tusk, and adder's sting, and crocodile' tooth, and horse's hoof, and wheel's revolution, We gather up the infirmitiesof our parents and trans- mit to o children the inheritance aug- mented b our own sicknesses, and they add to them their own disorders, to pass the inheritance to other generations. In A.D. 262 a plague in 'tome smote into the dust 6,000 citizens daily. In 544, in Constant. ope, 1,003 grave -diggers were not enoughto bury the dead. In 1818, ophthalm a seized the whole Prussian army. A times the earth has sweltered with suffering. Count up the pains of Austerlitz, where 80,000 fell; of Fontenoy, where 100,000 fell ; of Chalons, where 300,000 fell ; of e tragedy at Herat, where Genghis an massacred 1,000,000 men, and of Ni hag, where he slew 1,747,000 people; o the 18,000,000 this monster sacrificed in fourteen years, as he went forth to d as he declared, to exterminate the entire Chinese nation and make the empire a pasture for cattle. Think of the death throes of the 5,000,000 men saerifieed in one campaign of Xerxes. Think of a 120,000 that perished in the siege of tend, of the 800,000 dead at Acre; of ,1000,000 dead in the siege of Jerusalem; of 1,816,000 of the dead at Troy, and then complete the review by consideringthe stupendous estimate of Edmund Burke, that the loss by war had been thirty-five times the entire then present population of the globe. c a a vi a t h i w 1 lex 3' every c th u al,, s N t he f 1 t . g h 1 0 ns 0 i m Th an ne a v e s ev ler Y en t th n i At r a ,0 th Pah s f 0 x th Os 1 ty p Go through and examine the lacera- tions, the gunshot fractures, the sabre wounds, the gashes of the battle-axe, the slain. of bombshell and exploded mine and falling wall, and those destroyed un- der gunearriage and the hoof of the cavalry horse, the burning thirsts, the camp fevers, the frosts that shivered, the tropical suns that smote. Add it up, gather it into one line, compress it into one word, spell it in one syllable, clank it in one chain, pour it oat in one groan, distill it into one tear. Ay, the world has writhed in. six thousand years of suffering. Why doubt the possibility of a future world of suffer- ing when we see the tortures that have been inflicted in. this ? A deserter from Sebastopool coming over to the army of the allies pointed back to the fortress and said, "That place is a perfect hell." Oar lexicographers, aware of the im- mense necessity of having plenty of words to express the different shades of trouble, have strewn over their pages suck words as "annoyance," "distress." ``grief " " bitterness," " heartache," " misery," "twinge," '" pang," " torture," " afflic- tion," " anguish," " tribulation," " wretchedness," " woe." Bat I have a glad sound for every hospital, for every sick room for every life-long invalid, for every broken heart. "There shall be no more pain." Thank God ! Thank God ! No malarias float in the air. No bruis- ed foot treads that street. No weary arm. No painful respiration. No hectic flush. No one can drink of that healthy foun- tain and keep fainthearted or fainthead ed. He whose foot touches that pave- ment becometh an athlete. The first of that summer air will take the wrinkles from the old man's cheek. Amid 'the multitude of songsters, not one diseased throat. The first flash of the throne will scatter the darkness of those who were born blind. See, the lame man leaps as a hart, and the dumb sing. From that bath of infinite delight we shall step forth, our weariness forgotten. Who are those radiant ones? Why, that one had his jaw shot off at Fredericksburg ; that one lost his eyes in a powder blast; that one had his back broken by a ball from the ship's halyards; that one died of Sangrene in the hospital, No more pain. ure enough, here is Robert hall, who never before saw a well day, and Edward Payson, whose body was ever torn of dis- tress ;; and Richard Baster, who passed through untold physical torture, A.11 well. No more pain. Here, too, bre the Theban legion, a great host of 6,666, put. to the sword for Christ's sake. No dis- tortion on their countenances, No fires to hurt the m, or floods to drawn them, or racks to tear theni. All well, here are the Scotch Covenanters, none to hunt thein now. The dart: (Ave and impre- cautions of Lord Claverhouse exchanged for temple service and the presence of Him who helpedo'b. Latimer out of the fire. All well, to more pain. I set .open the door of heaven�x,n'til there blows on you this rofreg'hing breeze. The fountains of God have made it cool, and the gardens have made it sweet. I do not know that Solomon ever heard, on, a hot day, the ice cluck in an ice -pitcher, but he wrote as if he did when he said, "'As cold+ waters to a, thirsty soul, so is good news from a fele country." Clambering among the Green Moine, tains I was tired and hot and thirsty, and I shall not forget how refreshing it was when, after a while, I heard the mountain brook tumbling over the rocks. I had no cup, no chalice, so 1 got down on my knees and face to drink. Oh, ye climbers ou the journey, with cut feet and parched tongues and fevered tem- ples, listen bo the rumbling of sapphire brooks, and flowered bens, over go)den shelving's, Listen! "The Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall lead them unto living fountains of water." 1 donot offer it to you in a chalice. To take this you must bend. Get down on your knees and on your face, and drink out of this great fountain of God's con- solation. wend In ! I heard a voice from Heaven, as the voice of many waters." Xis the Family Circle.. Train up a child in the way you should have gone yourself. Let me give you the re ipe, father, how to keep your son right. Be his friend now and always, My sou, be careful how you look at what belongs to another ; for fro m an: ill look there may coma a lining, then touch in¢, then taking. An honest eye is a princely heritage. 13y giving Elis Son Jesus only plain clothes to wear, and only an ordinary house to occupy, and a cheap shed to be born in, He shows us that it is always the boy He thinks of first, and not the sumptuous dwelling that the boy has his h>me in., It is the bay first, and not the fancy cradle the baby is rocked ia. No one can keep the innocsuce of a little child, because it is founded on ig i>o- ranee ; this must be replace i by holi u ea. by the conscious, deliberate choice of tht, true and the good. B it the child's fresh- ness of affection, a child's pity, a child's hope for the best, and a child's joy in God's world we should try to keep• Many a good father has destroyed his influence with his boy with a "bet." "You were a bey of promise—but." The boy's spirit is broken. He feels that his father does not believe in him. The ideal has vanished. The indentive is gone. No use in. trying, he says, nobody believes in me. Fathers, '>slieve in your boys, without the "but." A mother's prayer: 0! Almighty and Most Merciful Father, be pleased to be a Father unto my ohiLdrn. Give then healthful bodies, good understandings, and sanctified spirit,, that they may he Thy children and Pity servants all th •ir days, and joint -heirs with Jesus in t1.3 glories of Thine eternal king lom, throdgh the same Thy Son oar Lord.—Amen. A letter from a schoolfellow was found among the papers or the late Mr. Cyril Buxton. roe have be >a the best fri ui, it says, I have ev+r had. It was from knowing you that 1 came to see what worthless fools setae tallows are. Yoe were always so unsalti,h and straightf>r ward in evarythin;, add you mala ,n> feel I was exactly contrary. You hive done me more good than yeti can .magi and I am vary ea isle > bI igs l to you foe it I received a lesser from I lad, a king me to fiat him se ,a;>rth. Co this l replied: `You Cana be an edit s; do not try the law; to not think of th ministry; let atone ail ships, shops tie I msreha:ale ae; abhor pa. itios; .i.o>i t pr ,c• tics rnedicias; be a .t a farmer or •na- chauic; neither he .i aolii;>r nor a i tilor. Don's work. D aa't Stu iy. Don't think —none of these ,ir> +,sy )h, ay s>a! You 'ewe c > me i leu a h.ird ramie L know of only Olen i:y -)lace t2 it, that is the gra" i." The Old loan's Story. There were a., •v •u twenty people— men, women and chi! area -on a 8415 Liles car the other tityraoou wrieu ae oldish enan, who hurt `>:,an sitting aro.s legged about the Mid, Ile of the car. s td- denly leaned for war t t ,d said to the male. opposite : "Why she bleach., I her bbir ri:m nee could say, but an i 'v stigatiea shy we t that it was bleach 1." There were eigla w. in. n in t e oar. 'Five of them stare ii ru surprise us they heard the man's w•e f 4..en!i of the eine men at least six wink t as each other au I smiled. "Yes,"continua . sIi mean with s,ro.tch of patkos in his votes, "her soul hal passed from earth a.s•ay, but the bo y was still there. Th. c ,roller corcbi not understand why a awn>naa with btoek eyes and dark complexion shoal i waut to bleachher hair and c>m out as a blonde, and no ons r,un- forward to ,..n: lighten him. The same five wutn••u gave live more starts, and the segue six wicked men winked and smiled sunie rriore. "But there she was," said the erose legged many "the seal f death upon herr brow, and her heart :stilled forever and her wealth of strawy rr" ..-blonde hair mit]` wet with the waters of the m,'reil,•ss river. It was a sight t. touch the harde.' heart," The five women did more than start in surprise this time, E.ieh one locked to the rear of the car, as if to signal th,: eon, doctor, Of the six men who had winked. and smiled two hadto.go out an the plat- form to see a man. ' `Had she a husband ?" asked the man in a lonesome voice. "Was she 'i mother? Was her home a happy one ? Then why did she bleach her hair and become a strawberry-hloude? Was it to enhance her beauty? Was it to make her husband love her the more? As a strawberry -blonde, would her dear child- ren cling---" At that instant five different women signaled the conductor to stop both ends of the car at once, and as he rang the bell five women rose up and made for the platform and stepped off. Each one of them was a strawberry -blonde. The iron had struck home. "What about the clinging children?" of the old man after the aSkog # car moved on. "Nuthin'," hersplied—"nuthin' about the children 'tall." "But there must be." ao � i --• let i tall That o n hn s all the l�' 1 story llas anybody heard if the Saps have licked the Chinese again er not in another great battle?" Uncle Jerry and the Free Nigger "Koss.. Old Uncle Jerry field used to live in the oeuntry near Raleigh, His good old. wife, Aunts Polly, was a "cake woman," by which I simply mean to state that she ]rade Oakes—ginger cakes, or "gingers," as we boys used to call them, They wore mostly flour (or "English dough,' as it. was called when mixed with water), the darkest of dark molasses, and a good sprinkle of ginger, which not only gave them the fia'vor but also the name. Aunt Polly was always on hand on evert days, election days, or when there were public smelting, militia musters, or other public gatherings ; and when she opened up her tempting "gingers" at the tail -end of her horse -cart the boys stood around with wistful eyes and watering lips. Sometimes a candidate, with lav- ish generosity, would walk tip. and treat the erowd, and on such occasions it was a marvel to see how much gingerbread could be consumed by the small boys present. Aunt t Polly was much liked, and seldom took any of her 'lasses cook- ery back home with her. Uncle Jerry, her liege lord, usually drove the cart, and when he had unhitch- ed "Ball" and tied him to an adjacent bush, he would run his thumbs under his. "genuses," shoving them up higher on his shoulders, and move around miscel- laneously, accepting treats of 'simmon beer, hard cider, apple brandy, or any- thing else that was drinkable—always excepting water. It was therefore noun- common thing for 'Uncle Jerry suddenly to become immensely wealthy. Be it said to his credit, however, lie always drank "good-natured" liquor, and each drink made him the more kindly dispos- ed toward his fellow -men. You could readily see from his benignant grin, like President Taylor, "at peace with all the world and the rest of mankind." "Ball" was a four-year-old colt. He was a sort of dingy, brindle, sorrel color, wish a white spot in the middle of . his forehead—hence his name, which cor- rectly spelled would be "Bald." But Aunt Polly and Uncle Jerry called him "Ball." In his early days he had been "turned out to greas." A proper regard for the truth, however, compels me to say that there were more broom straw, cockle -bias, sassafras bushes and other non -edible growths in the pasture than there was grass. As a browser "Ball" was a success, and if the cockle -burs were persistently stuck in his unkempt mane and tail could ]lave been accounted unto him for fine points, he would have triumphantly carried off the prize at the horse show, for their name wan legion. He hail never made the acquaintance of a curry -comb or horse -brush, or had his hoofs pared or revelled in the luxury of an iron shoe. Such was "Ball"—the living illustra- tion of a free, "nigger hoss. No one acquainted with the tribe would ever mi take him for anything else. He had none of the elements of the vicious, batt when he was left for an 'ia- definite time tied to a bush, without fc 1 or water, ho would sometimes lose that docility which is usually expected of a half-starved quadruped, and would mani- fest his impatience by sundry switches of his remarkable tail, prick up his flea- bitten ears, ehamp his rude bit, and show other signs of restlessness. On one occasion Aunt Polly had disposed of her cakes, Uncle Jerry, had become rather mellow, and "Ball," from long confine- ment, want of provender, and the too constant attention of horse-fliss, had be- come more than usually restless, Late in the afternoon "Ball" was hitched upthe to lit tie cart by the aid. of the hook> on the dogwood harness, which was held in place by the home-made shuck collar. This cart was free from the suspicion of paint embellishment. Its rustic wheels revolved on ungreased and wooden axles, and when it passed a stone or other impediment in the road it carne down wish' a bump that sent a shock up the innocent spines of its oc- cupants. Uncle Jerry, Aunt Polly and their half- grown son, Addison, mounted the cart, U oleJerry feeling his importance more than usual, and believing himself fully competent to handle the plough -lines which were then doing duty as reins. "Ball" behaved beautifully until he reached a long lane about a mile from home, when he suddenly seemed to be- think himself of the savory fodder await- ing him and dashed off at a breakneck speed. Aunt Pony was not an expert driver, but she kept an eye on "Ball," and as she realized his increased speed it dawn- ed on the good old soul that "Ball" was going entirely too fast. She further saw that .Uncle Jerry was entirely oblivious to the situation and was giving "Ball" full rein. "Ole man," cried Aunt Polly, "'Ball' is a rennin' away !" "Oh, no, he ain', old 'oman," replied Uncle Jerry; "'Ball' he jes' feelin' good and wants to play wif us." But about that time 'Ball" increased his speed, and the accelerated pace served to bring the old man to a realizing sense of the situation. Slowly opening his half- closed eyes he said : "Polly, dog my eats of I doan' b'l'eve 'Bali' is a. ruunin' away. ' Look-a-heah, Addison, yo' jes' junip out'n dis keart, jump ober de fence, an' run down to de 'poley bridge' and head 'Ball' off when he tries ter cross." Addison, who was not particularly bright, could not exactly understand how he could jump out of the cart, run half a axile to the "poley bridge," and go; there before "Ball" did. Just then, however, as luck would have it, "Ball" espied a freshly husked and very tempt- ing ear of corn just ahead of him, drop- pesi from some grain -laden wagon. He stopped to pick up that ear of corn, and thus the family carriage was saved from wreck and Addison did not have to at- tempt his imposiible task. Ile Pante for Fame. A boy in the Hamilton schools has been suspended for reading the following essay on "Pants" ; "Pants are made for men and notmen for pants. Women are made for men and not for pants. When a man pants for a woman and a women. pants for a elan they are a pair of paints. Such pants don't .last. Pants are like molasses they are thinner in hot weather and thicker in cold. The man in the moon Outages his pants during the eclipse. Don't go to the pantry for pants ; you might be mistaken. Men are often mis- taken inants. p Such mistakes make breeches of promise There has been much discussion as to whether pants is singular' or plural. Seems to me when. men wear pants they are plural, and when theyany P don't wear ante itis singular. Men go on a tear in their pants, and it is all right, but when the pants go on a tear his all wrong." What is ;elle\\ \'' . sw \lsee�\\,\\�' �\\ N» Castoria is Dr. Samuel Pitcher's prescription for Infants awl Children. It contains neither Opiuln, Morphine nor other Narcotic substance. It its a harmless substitute for Paregoric, Drops, Soothing Syrups, and. Castor 011. It is Pleasant. Its guarantee is thirty years' use by Millions °Mothers. Castoria destroys Worms and allays feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd, cures Diarrhoea and 'Wind Colic. Castoria relieves teething troubles, cures constipation and flatulency. Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Cas'. Coria is the Children's Panacea—the Mother's Friend. Castoria. "Castoria is an excellent medicine for chil- dren. Mothers have repeatedly told me of its good effect upon their children." Da. G. C. Os000n, Lowell, Masa. " Castoria is the best remedy for children of which Ism acquainted. I hope the day is not far distant when mothers will consider the real interest of their children, and use Castoria in- stead of thevariouaquacknostrumawhichare destroying their loved ones, byforcing opium, morphine, soothing syrup and other hurtful agents down their throats, thereby sending them to premature graves." Da. J. l?'. Krxoaeaos, Conway, Ark. Castoria. 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We Guarantee to Cure Nervous rmc'bllity, Failing 111ranhool, syphilis, varicocele, mtricture, Gleet, than ftural niacharges, Weak Darts and All Sidney and Bladder m,iseases. Drs, Kennedy ea Kergan are the leading specialists of R E M E M R E R erica. They guarantee to care or no pay. Their re�ps- tation and fifteen years of business are at stake. You run no risk. Write them for an honest opinion, no matter who,treated yon. It may save yon years of regret and suffering. Charges reasonable. Write for a Question hist and Book Free. Consultation Free. 15 YEARS IN DETROIT. 150,000 CURED. "1 am ss years of age, and married. When youngI led a gay life. Early indiscretions and later excesses matrouble for me. I became weak and nervous. My kidneys became affected and I feared Bright's disease. Married life was unsatis- factory and my home unhappy. I' tried everything—all failed till I took treatment from Drs. Kennedy. and Kergan. Their New Method built me np mentally, physically and sexually. 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