Christian herald and signs of our times . rm around her neck would say, Now tell me about my mother. Andwhen the old tale had been repeated,she would ask, softly, Take me intothe parlor, I want to see my mother.The request was never refused; andthe affectionate child would lie forhours contentedly gazing on hermothers portrait. The parting hourcame at last; and weeping friendsassembled to see the little child die. Do you know me, darling? sobbedclose to her ear one of her relations;but it awoke no answer. All at oncea brightness, as if from the upperworld, burst over the childs color-less coun

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Christian herald and signs of our times . rm around her neck would say, Now tell me about my mother. Andwhen the old tale had been repeated,she would ask, softly, Take me intothe parlor, I want to see my mother.The request was never refused; andthe affectionate child would lie forhours contentedly gazing on hermothers portrait. The parting hourcame at last; and weeping friendsassembled to see the little child die. Do you know me, darling? sobbedclose to her ear one of her relations;but it awoke no answer. All at oncea brightness, as if from the upperworld, burst over the childs color-less coun
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Christian herald and signs of our times . rm around her neck would say, Now tell me about my mother. Andwhen the old tale had been repeated,she would ask, softly, Take me intothe parlor, I want to see my mother.The request was never refused; andthe affectionate child would lie forhours contentedly gazing on hermothers portrait. The parting hourcame at last; and weeping friendsassembled to see the little child die. Do you know me, darling? sobbedclose to her ear one of her relations;but it awoke no answer. All at oncea brightness, as if from the upperworld, burst over the childs color-less countenance. The eyelids flash-ed open, the lips parted, the wan sub-siding hands flew up, in the littleones last impulsive effort, as shelooked piercingly into the far above. Mother! she cried, with surpriseand transport in her tones; and pass-ed with that breath to where thatmother had gone before. Said agodly man; who stood by that bedof joyous death, If I never believedin the ministration of departed onesbefore, I could not doubt it now.. mm TURN IT OUR WAY. WE HAVE A CLEANRECORD OF 21 YEARS AND WOULD LIKE TOHAVE YOU LOOK AT IT. A RECORD OF HEALTHRESTORED AND DISEASES CURED BY COMPOUND OXYGEN. COMPOUND OXYGEN IS A CONCENTRA-OF OZONE. IT IS CHARGED WITH ELECTRICITY, ANDCOMBINED WITH OTHER POWERFUL REMEDIAL AGENTS.RELEASED FROM THE INHALING APPARATUS, WHICH>MPANIES EVERY TREATMENT, BY HEAT. YOU INHALEAT ONCE A WARM, OXYGENATED VAPOR PENETRATESCRY PORTION OF THE LUNGS, AND A GENIAL GLOW OfIRNING STRENGTH PERVADES THE SYSTEM. NOTTRANSIENT STRENGTH ; FOR THE GOOD AND THE GAIN OFCOMPOUND OXYGEN REMAIN WHEN THE TREATMENT IS DISCONTINUED. INTHIS NATURAL WAY, THAT IS: BY THE MSE OF NATURES OWN VITALIZEDNOURISHMENT, A ROBUST CONDITION OF VIGOR IS MAINTAINED. THAT IS THEBEST SPECIFIC KNOWN FOR ANY FORM OF DISEASE. IT IS BETTER THAN THEBEST MEDICINE. A BOOK OF 200 PAGES WILL TELL YOU WHO HAVE BEEN RESTORED TOHEALTH AND STRENGTH BY THE USE OF COMPOUND OXYGEN. IT IS FILLEDWITH THE SIGNED

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