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Signs of the Times, Vol. 27, No. 23.

THE TEMPORAL AND THE ETERNAL
Earlier text: THE RAILWAY AND THE DRINKER

SCOLDING AND NO SCOLDING—A CONTRAST.

By Mary M. Currier

“What makes you talk so loudly, mother?” said Alfred, impatiently.
“Well, you don't pay any attention to what I say if you do hear me!” retorted his mother, in the same tone as before.
Alfred went out, shutting the door not very gently behind him. Mrs. Baker went on with her sweeping.
“How rough Alfred is!” she sighed. “And he's getting to be so saucy! I don't know what I shall do with him!”
The door opened and two rosy girls of eight and ten appeared.
“Here—look out; don't get in my dirt!” she called out, sharply, as they ran across the room and began to take off their hats and rubbers. Nellie stopped with one rubber off and looked at her mother soberly for a moment.
“Are you cross?” she asked.
“Why, no,” said her mother, “but I shall be if you bother me; I've got an awful lot of work to do, an' it's enough to make anybody cross to have folks running over the floor when they're sweeping.”
“Scoldin' seems awful queer when I first get home,” mused Nellie. “We don't have any scoldin' at school only when some horrid girl gets mad, an' then Miss White makes her so 'shamed. Miss White don't scold; she's always talkin' low and nice.”
“Humph! I should like to see her here talkin' low and nice to you girls and Alfred; I'll bet you don't act so bad at school as you do at home! I hope you don't anyway, for shame's sake!”
After the children had gone to bed Mrs. Baker did a great deal of thinking. Was she getting ill-mannered herself? Had she lost the sweetness of her young womanhood?
She had seen Miss White once, and she recalled her pleasant face and easy, quiet ways. The children were getting old enough to make comparisons and to see things with eyes of their own. She was aware that in comparison with Miss White she would not appear very refined or womanly. She felt angry and spiteful at first.
“I'm as good as she is if I don't dress quite so well and have such company manners!” she said to herself.
Then regret and shame crept into her heart, and finally she fell to crying. After she had had a good cry, she felt better, and she went to bed resolving that her children should not be obliged to give her a second lesson.
A week later, as Nellie was giving her mother the usual good-night kiss, she said, “I like home better'n school. Miss White loves us all a little, but there's a lot of us, and it isn't much apiece; but here there's only us, and you can love us a good big lot.”
Mrs. Baker's reward had come sooner than she expected.—Mary M. Currier.

TAKE ’EM, JACK.

The following incident occurred on one of our busy streets during the heated term, and is told by the Temple Magazine as an illustration of the fact that princely generosity is not confined to those who give by the millions.
“It was a fatiguingly hot day, and only those whose business was urgent were found upon the scorching streets. Presently a little newsboy appeared in sight. He was not alert and bustling as is the ideal newsboy; on the contrary, he moved along as if each step he took was painful to him. Meeting an acquaintance, he stopped to exchange greetings under the friendly shade of an awning.
“‘What’s the matter, Jack? You get along ’bout as fast as a snail.’
“‘So would you, I guess, Jim Ragan, if your feet were full of blisters walking on the hot sidewalk. Every time I put my foot down it’s like to set me a-cryin,’ the other answered.
“Jim looked down at the bare feet in question, and glanced at his own, encased in a pair of shoes that had certainly seen duty, but which still afforded protection from the heat of the dazzling pavements. Quick as a flash he dropped down on a step, and the next moment was holding out his shoes to Jack.
“‘Here, you can wear them till to-morrow. My feet ain’t blistered. Take ’em, Jack, it’s all right.’ And away he went, crying, ‘3 o’clock edition of the Post!’ at the top of his voice, seemingly unconscious that he had performed a praiseworthy deed.”
—Exchange.

THE TEST OF TRUE LIVING.

It will do you good to study carefully as to the results of your present life. One can not always know what his influence is, nor what the fruit of his living will be, but in general it can be known by each one whether his life, as a whole, helps the world upward, leaves it without marked influences, or draws it downward. The only true test for any life is its fruitage. Christ’s words, “By their fruits ye shall know them,” form a universal standard. It is not enough that one’s theories of life be correct, neither is it enough that one’s purposes be right, in an easy-going way. Correct theories must be forced into correct action. Right purposes must be vigorously woven into righteous character.
Do not shrink from this examination of your own life. Better know of your faults, and so be enabled to correct them, than to remain in blissful ignorance concerning them. Each man can become a critic of himself, in the better sense, so as to learn what his life is doing and what his influence is. You are responsible for the results which come thru your life and influence. To disregard that responsibility or close your eyes against what it demands is evidence of folly, and is the beginning of failure. You do not need to seek praise or blame from other men in order to arrive at some just estimate of what you are. If you do not shrink from becoming acquainted with yourself, God will help you to know yourself sufficiently well; and such self-knowledge will enable you to see what fruit your life is bearing. You are quick to discover what other lives produce, and most of us are not slow to condemn that which we do not approve. One ought to be better acquainted with the result of his own life and sharper in criticizing his own faults than he is in criticizing the faults of others. Such self-criticism may not be as agreeable, but it is far more valuable than the criticism we are likely to bestow upon others.—Sabbath Recorder.

THE REASON.

When Minnie and Mamie are both at play, Everything runs in the smoothest way; Each dear little face is so sunny and sweet To watch them together is surely a treat.
They never quarrel and disagree, Nor snatch the playthings, nor come to me With pitiful stories, as Jennie and Sue, When they play together, are sure to do.
I wondered what the reason could be, Since they all are sweet little girls, you see; So I called them up and the case made plain, And asked if they could the riddle explain.
And Minnie looked puzzled and shook her head, But our wise little Mamie quickly said, With a wee, droll smile, “I think it must be ’Cause I ‘let’ Minnie, and Minnie ‘lets’ me!”
—Selected.

A HANDSOME SOUL.

ONE day—so runs a story that we need to repeat when we find everything going wrong—one day a boy, who was taking his first lesson in the art of sliding down hill, found his feet in too close contact with a lady's silk dress. Mortified and confused, he sprang from his sled, and, cap in hand, commenced an apology.
“I beg your pardon, ma’am; I am very sorry.”
“Never mind that,” exclaimed the lady; “there’s no harm done, and you feel worse about it than I do.”
“But your dress is ruined. I thought you would be angry with me for being so careless.”
“O, no,” she replied, “better to have a soiled dress than a ruffled temper.”
“O, what a beauty!” exclaimed the lad, as the lady passed on her way.
“Who, that lady?” returned his comrade. “If you call her a beauty, you shan’t choose for me. Why, she is old, and her face is wrinkled.”
“I don’t care if her face is wrinkled,” replied the other; “her soul is handsome, anyhow.”
So when we grow impatient and tired and cross, let us remember how physical beauty fades, but how the handsome soul leaves its impress upon all observers.

INASMUCH AS UNTO THE LEAST.

A BLIND and crippled old man sat at the edge of the icy stone pavement grinding out his few tunes on a wheezy old organ, and holding in one hand a tin cup for pennies.
The cold wind blew thru his rags, and he was indeed a very pitiable object. Yet few of the passers-by seemed to pity him. They were all in a hurry, and it was too cold to stop and hunt for pennies in pockets and purses. A sudden gust of wind blew the old man's cap off. It fell by the side of the pavement, a few feet distant.
He felt around for it with his bare, red hands, and then with his cane, but he could not find it, and finally he began playing again, bareheaded, with his scanty gray locks tossed about in the wind. People came and went—happy, well-dressed men and women, in silks and velvets and sealskins, in warm overcoats and gloves and mufflers; but none of them paid any attention to the old man.
By and by a woman came out of an alley—an old woman, in rags and tatters, with a great bundle of sticks and boards on her bent back. Some of the boards were so long that they were dragging on the ground behind her; and it had evidently taken her a long time to tie all the boards together on her back. She came along, bending low under her burden, until she was within a few feet of the old organ-grinder.
She saw him sitting there bareheaded and his cap lying a little distance away, close by the pavement. She stopped, untied the rope which bound the bundle to her back, and in a moment the boards were lying on the ground.
Then she picked up the cap, put it on the old man's head, and tied it down with a ragged string of a handkerchief taken from her own neck. “Cold, hain't it?” she said. He nodded. “Hain't gitting much to-day?” were her next words. He shook his head again. She fumbled in her ragged skirts for a moment and finally brought forth a copper. She dropped it into his little cup, hoisted the great bundle on her back, and went on her way.—Selected.

THE OTHER SIDE.

A GENTLEMAN once said to us, “I do not favor prohibiting the sale of liquor; it would be an injustice to the men in business; besides, it would throw thousands out of employment.”
We replied: “You do not look at the issue from the right side. You take a contractor’s view. “Just before the war closed, a government contractor said in a car, ‘I hope the war will not close under two years. I will lose thousands of dollars; besides, many men will be turned out of employment from the government works.’ “A lady passenger, clad in weeds of mourning, rose to her feet, and with tearful voice, said, ‘Sir, I have a brave boy and husband sleeping the sleep of death in a soldiers’ cemetery. I have only one boy left, and he is in front of the foe. O God, I wish the cruel war would close now.’”
He saw the point. Do you?
It may be your boy or your girl that will fall the next victim to the drink “industry.”
Would you consider the “trade” worth such a price? If not, for your own sake, and for the sake of other fathers and mothers, stop the murderous traffic.

MISSIONARY FARMING AND GARDENING AGAIN.

By John Harvey Kellogg

Several years ago the writer presented the plan of planting a crop for the Lord as one of the means of raising money for carrying forward missionary enterprises, especially for helping in the development of medical missionary work, which at that time was in its infancy. Thru the kind co-operation of missionary farmers and gardeners, many thousands of dollars were raised, and this money has been used in planting missionary enterprises which have been the means of accomplishing untold good. Comparatively little has been said on this subject recently. Quite a number, however, of those who enlisted as missionary farmers several years ago have continued each year to raise a crop for the Lord, and have sent in the proceeds to the Medical Missionary Board. Others have devoted a portion or all of the income from the acres devoted to the Lord to various other charitable and missionary enterprises. Every one who has engaged in this work has reported himself as abundantly blessed in his labor.
Missionary farming and gardening is a line of work in which the laborer is certainly doubly blessed. In addition to the physical blessing which comes from the outdoor employment, he has the satisfaction of knowing that the energy which he is putting into the soil will re-appear in a glorified form. What a marvelous transformation it is! Energy is worked into the soil, by means of which the humble earth is converted into corn, or wheat, or other products; these are in turn converted into cash, and this into books or papers or live missionaries, that will carry the Gospel of healing to thousands of hungry souls, and may be the means of saving scores or even hundreds of lives.
In bringing forward the subject of missionary farming and gardening at the present time, we have a special and most important object to present. At the last meeting of the General Conference it was decided that the denominational school now conducted at Battle Creek, known as the Battle Creek College, should be moved elsewhere for the purpose of developing a model missionary training school, and that the buildings now occupied by the Battle Creek College should be turned over to be used by the Medical Missionary College and the Sanitarium Training School for Missionary Nurses. The Medical Missionary College now has 120 students in attendance, but no building of its own. The Sanitarium Training School for Missionary Nurses has an enrolment of nearly 300, and is likewise without a suitable building to be used for dormitories for its students or as recitation rooms for its classes. In these two classes more than 175 class recitations are held weekly, in which instruction is given by sixty-five lecturers, professors, and demonstrators. All of this work has been carried on for a number of years with increasing difficulty, because of the lack of room, and it has been impossible to do justice to the students in instruction, or properly to care for them.
Appreciating this fact, and also to assist the Battle Creek College to carry out the plans which are evidently best for the future development of the school, the General Conference has arranged that the buildings should be purchased for the use of the Medical Missionary College, but to do this not less than $100,000 will be required. It is proposed to secure this money by means of missionary farming and gardening. By the action of the General Conference Committee this plan of raising funds has been especially designated to be managed by and in the interests of the Medical Missionary College. To raise the amount of money required within a reasonable length of time will demand the services of not less than ten to fifteen thousand missionary farmers and gardeners. The co-operation of this number of persons, with the blessing of a kind Providence, will, within two or three years at the longest, raise a fund sufficient to purchase the college buildings, and put the college work on a sound basis and without a debt.
The Medical Missionary College receives only missionaries for training, and charges no tuition; hence it has practically no income. The Battle Creek Sanitarium pays the salaries of the teachers, which is no small burden. There being no income, there is no hope that the institution can ever earn the money required for the purchase or erection of the college buildings. The money must be donated. There are many charitable enterprises calling for money. It is proposed, by means of missionary farming and gardening, to secure the means for this worthy object without detracting from the income of other equally important missionary enterprises.
We have a great task before us. One hundred thousand dollars must be raised within the shortest possible space of time. Battle Creek College needs every dollar of this money at once to pay for the new buildings which it must erect in its new location, so it is important that we plant a big crop, and we must take hold of this matter in earnest, and right away.
We earnestly request every farmer among us to plant at least one missionary acre. If possible, donate two, three, five, or even ten acres to the Lord, but do not fail to mark out one acre at the very least, the full crop of which will be sold when harvested, and every cent of the money received forwarded to the treasurer of the Medical Missionary and Benevolent Association for the purpose of paying for the buildings heretofore occupied by the Battle Creek College, to be used for the training of medical missionaries . There may be those who can afford to dedicate a whole farm to the Lord. Five hundred or a thousand such farms would buy the college in one season, and leave a good sum for endowment besides. We are just in the beginning of our medical missionary work. This people is intended to be a medical missionary people. There are greater things before us than we have dreamed of. We want doctors and nurses by thousands to go out as good Samaritans along the highways and byways and the Jericho roads of the world, to give a knowledge of Christ and salvation for soul and body. The whole world is reaching out its hands for this. We have mighty principles for saving and healing that no other people possess. We owe a duty to the world which we can not neglect. Here is a chance for every man, woman, and child to take part in it.
You say, “I have no farm; I live in town.” Very well, plant a crop in your garden. Plant peas, beans, onions—anything that can be converted into cash, except tobacco or some other positively harmful thing. We draw the line on tobacco and pigs. If you have no garden, you may be able to get the use of a vacant village lot, or induce some farmer to give you the use of an acre of land free of charge, or perhaps you can get some one to pay the rent and help you with a day's work with a team and plow. You may keep a cow and sell milk, or keep chickens and sell eggs (don't kill the chickens). Perhaps your crop is already planted, as orchards, wheat, berry patches, etc. Stake out a certain part for the Lord, or count off certain rows to be designated as sacred to the Medical Missionary College fund. Here is a chance to raise the biggest crop you ever cultivated. By exercising a little personal effort and enterprise, you may convert soil into strawberries, strawberries into cash, cash into a medical missionary college, and, thru the medical missionary college, into medical missionaries; and, thru the blessed ministrations of the medical missionaries who may be thus trained, within the next few years you may be represented in the most distant parts of the earth, and may be instrumental in relieving the suffering of thousands, and leading hundreds to a knowledge of the way of life.
We want, right away, the name of every one who is willing to join us in this plan. Send us your name and address right away. Tell us what you will do, how much you will plant, and what you will plant, and we will put your name on our list of missionary farmers, and send you, free, a little monthly which we are getting out in connection with this work, which will be entitled the Missionary Acre. In this will be reported the interesting experiences of missionary farmers, and the names of all who engage in this effort, and a report of the results. We would like to have about ten thousand names within the next thirty days. All letters should be addressed the Missionary Acre, Battle Creek, Mich.
J. H. KELLOGG,
President Medical Missionary and Benevolent Association.

The Passing Hour

By Heber

BUT what are past or future joys? The present is our own; And he is wise who best employs The passing hour alone. —Heber.

DEATH OF A PIONEER.

It seems proved that Rev. James Chalmers and Rev. Oliver Tompkins of the London Missionary Society, together with the men in their party, were killed by New Guinea cannibals in April. A search party sent from Brisbane, Queensland, reports the discovery of the half-eaten remains. It was done by the tribes of the Fly, the largest river in New Guinea,—tribes with whom Dr. Chalmers was well acquainted and whom he had repeatedly overcome by sheer force of personality in circumstances as difficult as the encounter in which he and those with him were slaughtered. He had indeed established, as it appeared, friendly relations with them. Dr. Chalmers had been for more than thirty years a missionary in the South Sea Islands, and he had done more than any other man in the exploration of New Guinea, the largest island in the world, except Greenland. He had surveyed the great mountains from 10,000 to 12,000 feet high, for 200 miles parallel with the south coast, and he had done more than any or all other men to open the way for the now nearly complete knowledge of New Guinea, while his great influence had secured safety to those who came after him, tho it finally failed to save himself. Dr. Chalmers was fully aware of the practise of cannibalism among the natives of the Fly region; in fact, he had been offered a choice cut of human flesh by a chief who was an admirer of him, as the best meat he could give him. He had described these cannibals as “rather a jolly set of fellows.” —Springfield Republican.

A SPLENDID OPPORTUNITY.

READ, and see if this does not mean you.
ARE you aware that the Sanitarium Medical Missionary Training School has a correspondence department connected with it, and weekly sends out lessons to those whose duties keep them at home? This is the third year this course has been carried on, and scores are availing themselves of it. Studies on eleven subjects are given, missionary work and care and treatment of the sick being prominent.
The tuition fee is $3.00 which barely covers the cost of sending out the lessons and correcting and returning the copies sent in by the students. The books required for this work are furnished at actual cost-price. We shall organize a new class in July, which will continue one year, and shall be glad to hear from all those interested. A descriptive circular, giving full particulars, also testimonials from those who are taking the course, will be sent free on application.
Address Cor. Dep't Sanitarium Training School, Battle Creek, Mich.

Mr. Duncan’s Work Among British Columbia Indians

“A WHOLE tribe of Indians on the western coast of British Columbia have been civilized and Christianized thru the influence of a single man, Mr. Duncan. All except sick people, and those who care for them, go to church regularly.”

Faithful Stewards Rewarded with Responsibility

“God’s rewards are generally the giving of more responsibility. The faithful steward over the household is made the ruler over all his Lord possesses.”

OUR WORK AND WORKERS.

The date of the Minnesota camp-meeting is June 4-12; the place Anoka.
The Wisconsin camp-meeting will be held at Grand Rapids, June 12-23.
The brethren at Saranac Lake, N. Y., are taking initial steps in the erection of a house of worship.
A church of fifteen members was organized at Clinton, Iowa, on the 4th of May, and one week later six more were added.
A Catholic priest in New England bought a copy of “Christ’s Object Lessons,” and offered no objection to its circulation among his flock.
An Indian brother was recently baptized in Syracuse, N. Y., by Brother A. O. Berrill. This new recruit has connected with the church at South Onondaga.
On the 4th ult., twelve candidates were baptized by Brother J. E. Tenney, at Bethel, Wis. These persons were students in the school at that place. One was an Oneida Indian girl.
At San Pasqual, Cal., April 6, after a union Sabbath-school service, three candidates were baptized by the local elder of the church. The gathering was composed of the local school, the school of Escondido, and some from Rainbow and San Diego.
Brother A. D. Westcott, who has been laboring at Fennimore, Wis., says, in the Reporter, “The other day a preacher of another denomination handed me a small sum of money, saying that it was the Lord’s money—a tithe, and he was going to give it to me.” He had been reading some of our publications.
The Bible Echo (Melbourne) says that “Mr. and Mrs. Piper, who recently left Australia to take up school work among the natives of Raratonga, report interesting and encouraging work among the children.” The same paper says that “on Sunday, April 14, a baptismal service was held at Brighton by Pastor G. B. Starr, when seven persons were baptized.”
The late General Conference came to a recognition of the fact that “the field is the world,” and dropped out the word “Foreign” from the title of the Mission Board. Hereafter there is to be no such distinction. The field is one, the work is one. There is no need of more than one field, for there is only one kind of seed to plant—the truth; there is to be but one harvest—the harvest of souls at the end of the world.
The American Medical Missionary College is just starting a little paper, a copy of which they wish to send to every Seventh-day Adventist farmer. The subscription price will be ten cents a year. The first number will be sent free to every farmer who will send his name and address within the next thirty days. The publishers have a special proposition to make to missionary farmers. Address, Missionary Acre, Battle Creek, Mich.
In some of our little conference papers items that would be of interest are sometimes marred because some essential point is omitted. Brevity is commendable, but brevity at the expense of an important fact is too brief. For instance, one paper had four notices of a camp-meeting, not one of which gave the date; another gave information concerning a meeting, but omitted the place; and a third had the report of a laborer giving the good news that six heads of families had accepted the truth, but the place where it occurred is not given.
The academy at Keene, Texas, makes a good report for the year just closing. The graduating class numbers twenty-eight, and five students of the academy have been called to distant fields for missionary work. Brother and Sister G. F. Jones will go to the Society Islands. The Educator says: “Their first work will be to have charge of the missionary ship which is to be purchased with the proceeds of the sale of the Pitcairn. Brother Jones will have charge of the ship, and will teach the science and art of navigation to some of the Pitcairn Islanders, so that in about two years they will be able to sail their own ship. A training school will be held on the ship, the products of Pitcairn Island will be taken to market, missionaries will be taken to their fields of labor, and missionary work will be done while the ship is lying in port.” Brother and Sister A. G. Bodwell have been called by the General Conference to labor in Mexico. Brother George Beckner is to go to the island of Raiatea, and to have charge of the industrial work of the boys in Brother B. J. Cady’s school.

PERIODICALS WANTED.

SIGNS, Sentinels, and tracts for missionary work. Address, post-paid, Wm. Brain, Morrillton, Ark.
SIGNS, Reviews, Instructors, Sentinels, and tracts. Address, post-paid, George Rice, White Horse, Yukon Territory.

CALIFORNIA CONFERENCE AND CAMP-MEETING.

By Clarence Santee

The thirtieth annual session of the California Conference of Seventh-day Adventists, and the state camp-meeting, will be held at Oakland, Thirtieth and Grove Streets, June 4-16, 1901.
It is earnestly desired that all delegates arrange to be at the first meeting of the Conference, which will be called June 5 at 9 A.M.
Many important questions relating to different branches of the work, must be considered, and we hope so to arrange the business that it will be out of the way early in the meeting, so that the time can be given entirely to the camp-meeting.
We are assured of acceptable laborers in the different languages at this meeting.
Mrs. E. G. White expects to be with us if her health will permit.
All come expecting the blessing of the Lord, and you will not be disappointed.
CLARENCE SANTEE, President of California Conference.

ANNUAL MEETINGS.

By Clarence Santee; J. J. Ireland

THE thirtieth annual meeting of the California Conference of Seventh-day Adventists, and the fifth annual meeting of the California Conference Association of the Seventh-day Adventists, a corporation, will convene at 9 A.M. June 5, 1901, on the camp-ground of the California Conference of Seventh-day Adventists, Thirtieth and Grove Streets, Oakland, Cal., for the purpose of electing the officers of the Conference, a board of seven directors of the California Conference Association of the Seventh-day Adventists, and the transacting of such other business as may properly come before the meeting. Each organized church will be entitled to one delegate and an additional delegate for every twenty members.
CLARENCE SANTEE, President. J. J. IRELAND, Secretary.

NOTICE OF ANNUAL MEETING.

By W. T. Knox; E. E. Parlin

THE Fourth Annual Meeting of the California Medical Missionary and Benevolent Association, for the purpose of electing four or more members of the Board of Directors, and transacting such other business as may properly come before the meeting, will be held at Crystal Springs, St. Helena, Napa County, Cal., Wednesday, June 19, 1901, at the hour of 12 o’clock M.
For the California Medical Missionary and Benevolent Association.
W. T. KNOX, President. E. E. PARLIN, Secretary.

Missionary Acre for Adventist Farmers

WANTED.—The name and address of every Seventh-day Adventist farmer. The American Medical Missionary College is just starting a little paper, a copy of which is wished to be sent to every Seventh-day Adventist farmer. The subscription price will be ten cents a year. The first number will be sent free to every farmer who will send his name and address within the next thirty days. We have a special proposition to make to missionary farmers which they can not afford to miss. Something good to think about; something good to read about; something good to eat; something they all will appreciate. Send us at once a postal-card bearing full name and post-office address including State. Address Missionary Acre, Battle Creek, Mich.

VIRGINIA HOMES.

You learn all about Virginia lands, soil, water, climate, resources, products, fruits, berries, mode of cultivation, prices, etc., by reading the Virginia Farmer. Send 10 cents, for three months’ subscription, to Farmer Co., Emporia, Va.

THE PERFECTION Peanut Blancher

(Pat. Applied for)
Is the missing link in the conveniences for making nut butter

NO NUT MILL IS COMPLETE WITHOUT ONE

Reduces labor nearly one-half. Will remove the skins and thoroughly clean fifteen pounds of peanuts in five minutes. Weight, boxed for shipment, 20 to 25 pounds.
Regular Price, $5.00 But in order to quickly introduce these machines, we will make a Special Introductory Price of $3.75. Good until June 30.
Send money by Post-office Money-Order, Express Money-Order, or Registered Letter. Be sure to write name and address plainly. Address
B. B. NEWMAN, 503 Harrison St., Tampa, Fla.

TESTIMONIALS

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Respectfully, JNO. A. BRUNSAN. 243 So. Boulevard, Atlanta, Ga.
For the blanching of peanuts I have never seen anything to equal Newman's Perfection Peanut Blancher. I have seen the skins removed from twelve quarts of peanuts in five and one-half minutes, the work being done perfectly. It is self-feeding and can be operated by a child.
C. P. WHITFORD. Box 508, Orlando, Fla.
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