News and Miscellany

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 30, 1872

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 40, No. 7.

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News and Miscellany.

“Can ye not discern the signs of the times?”

Cancer Cure.

I wish to tell how I cured my cancer last Summer, without pain or money. Eight years ago, a cancer came on my nose. It grew slowly for several years; the last two years it grew very fast. It became frightful. It had begun to eat out at my left eye. I had paid out hundreds of dollars, and had tried doctors far and near, without finding any relief. Last summer I drank Wild Tea, putting the tea-grounds on my cancer every night as a poultice; and in six weeks my cancer was cured. I am now 62 years old. I gave this remedy to several persons who had cancer. I know of two that have been cured since. I believe Wild Tea grows over the country generally, always on high land.
CHARLES YARDLEY. Pittsburg, Pa.,

EVIL RESULTS OF TRASHY LITERATURE.—The Hartford Post says that an elderly gentleman from Brooklyn, N. Y., has been traversing this State for several days in search of his son, who recently ran away from home. It seems that some time ago, the lad, who is about seventeen years old, formed an intimate friendship with another boy of about his own age. The two boys were together a great portion of the time, and got to reading novels and sensational newspaper stories about boys going off and living on their own “hook” and doing great things, such as hardly ever happen except in stories. The reading of this trashy literature, led the boy who is now missing, to leave his home, where he was well treated, without letting his father know anything about it. When the father found that his boy did not return home, he searched out the chum and questioned him in regard to the matter. At first, the aider and abettor of the runaway held his peace and refused to give any further information whatsoever. He was thereupon arrested on a complaint preferred by the father of the missing boy and locked up. This brought him partially to his senses, and he disclosed the fact that he had received letters from his chum, who had taken the alias of William Smith. These letters were mailed at New Haven, but sent from some town between New Haven and Hartford. The father has been looking for his boy, but has not found him as yet.