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Show "Are n't you ever going to grow old, like the rest of us?'' asked a man of an acquaintance he hndu't seen for some time. "Well, not so long as I can purify puri-fy my blood with Ayer's Sarsaparilla," was t. e apt reply. This man knows whut he was talking about. Mr. J. 0. Cahoon has just received a !ull and complete line of white burial robes and suiK He wants it emphatically emphatic-ally understood that" these goods are full backed nut complete in every respect, re-spect, and that he can furnish them ready made for less than the material can be bought for. These good i with coffins aud caskets will he sent to any part of the county at Salt Lake prices. Both air and water abound in microbes or germs of disease, ready to infect the debilitated system. To impart that strength and vigor necessary to resist the effect of these pern ciois atoms, no tonic blood purifier equals Ayer's Sar3a parilla. |