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.
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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."
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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
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Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach
and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Cas'.
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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.
"Castoria is Sowell adapted to children thab
I recommend it as superior to any prescription
known to me."
H. A. Alienate, M. D.,
111 So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. Y.
"Our physicians in the children's depart-
ment have spoken highly of their experi-
ence in their outside practice with Castoria,
and although we only have among our
medical supplies what is known as regular
products, yet we are free to confess that the
merits of Castoria has won us to look with.
favor upon it."
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