Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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No matter how small 01 num warv, Household got ever to serve early shopp Make your boy happy t Useful Oh] know that ^ most improv VERSE WORTH READING. Childhood. My child. we two were children. Little and merry were we. We wriggled Into the henhouse And hld ourselves there with gie*. "Cock-a-doodle!" lt sounded 'j The regular farmyard cry, "Cock-a-doodle!' lt cheated The ears of the passersby. In the yard there were packing cases; We papered them blt by blt. And there In our elegant mansion The pair of us loved to sit. One of our resrular callers Was the cat from over the wall. We met here with bowings and curtsey And thanked her each time for ber cal We fruited her cold .iras better. Our speeches were smooth and pat. Since then we have said the same thini To many an ancient cat. Sometimes we sat discoursing Like graybeards ever so wise. Sighed as we thought of the present. Wished that the past could rise. Sorrowed that trust, and faith And love had departed hence. Groaned at the price of coffee And the scarcity of pence. Gone aro the days of childhood As ali things turn to dust. The world, the years and the pennie? And love and faith and trust. Education. Our Johnny is a pupil In a public school, you know; His class he leads In stringing beads All In a fancy row; At writing he's deficient. He can't spell even "cat," But ah! he knows Each flower that grows. So what care we for thatT } " ". In mathematics Johnny Is hardly any good, L But he can'knit M A wooten mitt ' ? j As well as granma could; He doesn't know one hero Or dato In history, ! " ! But hip hooray! His blocks' of clay ] Are beautiful to see. . Before he's graduated An' awful lot he'll know, And ho can turn The th ?rps he'll learn To profit-maybe so; But yet, somehow or other. Before ho quits, we hope. He'll karn enough "Old-fashioned stun*" To drown this modern "dope." -Paul West In New York World "If Love Were Always Laughter." If love wore always laughter And griof wore always tears, With nothing to come after To mark the walting years, "*<* pray a life of love to you, 8<?nt down from heaven above to you, And never grief come near to you, To spread its shadow, dear, to you If love were always laughter And grief were always tears. But srritf brings often laughter, And love. ah. love brings tears; \nd both leave ever after Their blessings on the years; Jo I. dear heart, would sue for you, A mingling of the two for you, That grief may lend tts calm to you, And love may send its balm to you For grief brings often laughter And love brings often tears. -Annie J. Crlm, in the ?entury. The Changed Hills. The -hills on which the cattle grazed Are strange today unto my eyes; The plough has severed as a sword All the appealing, olden ties; The apple trees are blossoming I see their promise gleaming there. And smell their perfumo, heavy, sweet. Whore once the wild sage Ulled the al The hills on which the cattle grazed Were once the battlegrounds where me Far from the haunts of womankind. Wan cr v.-era hon.to,n-'ll?** -IUX?I??MKI th' to _ ga ical ? large the amount you inter )ks, Sleds, Skates, Boys' Wag ers. Come to-day and look >?* giving him a bicycle or gc rcstmas gifts f< re make a stu ed implement* STEW J With'meanings TiT? "unknown tod?y. Where once the roundup campfire blazed The ranch light shines like star upon The hills on which the cattle grazed -Denver Republican. Blessings. Ifs what I thank God for each night A little cabin that's mine by right. The strength of a man for work or flghx And food and light. It's what I thank Goa for each day A wife with never too much to say. A wife, a dog, an' a child for play, For those I'd pray. I thank God for the land I tread, A pipe to smoke, and an easy bed, The thatch I made that's o'er my bead And dally bread. h L I thank God for an Irish name, And a son of mine to bear the same. My own to love me and none to blame, No more I'd claim. rs -- Kisses. "Oh, kiss me and go," Said the maid of my heart. And proffered her Hp As a hint to depart "The midnight approaches, My mother will know. My kindest and dearest, Oh. kiss me and go." She gave me the blessing In such a sweet way. The thrill of Hs pleasure Enticed mo to stay; So we kissed till the morning Came In with tts glow, For she said every, moment, "Oh. kiss me and go." Rose-Time. What though love require no test! In this rose-time after rain. Let me touch your hand again st nee caressing reassures Lovers that their love enduies! Now. whatever dark may come. Now. before our mouths are dumb, While away the twilight slips Celia, let me kiss your lips-! Until dawn shall be as blue As the little veins of you At the temple and the breast -Witter Bynnw, In Hampton's Magazine Second-Hand. Dan Cupid. bolnfj very sick. And never known to miss a tiirk, Now manases, pray understand. A shop for love at second-hand HP has a line of damaged hearts. And an array of shopworn arts A goodly lot of hopeful smiles. And ev'ry sort of fadsd wiles. He'? doing very well Indeed. For ho supplies a lonp-felt need; B-lteve mo. thex<- is groat d"mand I or love, e'en though at socond-handl -Town Topics. WAS A NARROW ESCAPE. I am often asked what is my nar rowest escape. Perhaps the following ls the closest shave I have had. I was superintending the dispatch of some animals at the railway station in Ham burg, when a half-grown elephant, which was standing in one of the trucks with its legs chained, sudden ly turned round and tried to pin me to the wall. I was at that moment ex amining a cage containing monkeys. When I entered the car I knew the elephant was cross and should have kept my face towards him. Instead of doing so I turned round to lock at something and at that moment the brute went for roe. He tried to pin me to the wall; but fortunately for me his tusks wore too wide apart for him to properly grip me. The tusks Just grazed my skin on each ?Ide of my back. One ol mir men rushed to the reecue and pulled ure down between the animal's bead and ibo wall. Then they stood me cm my feet to if my back was brok?*. With the excep tion of torn- clothing and a grazed skin, I was all right-Carl Hagenbac? In the Wide World Magazine. id to spend for a gift, you wi ;ons, etc., are more appr?cia overjour complete holiday s ?at wagon and harness. Lai 40c to 80c ?r everybody dy of their in 3 from us. LRT & It is interesting to trace the origin of festival customs to those connected with Druidical superstitions of classic observances, and it will surprise many to learn tn at present-day sports very closely resemble the celebrations ob serv?e" of old in honor of Saturn or Bacchus. The Roman Saturnalia, which oc curred in the winter solstice, were a season of great festivity and rejoicing, honored by many privileges and ex emptions. The spirit of gaiety had free charter, and even quarrels were suspended, to be resumed aft?r the holidays. As a manifestation of the gratitude felt at the renewed prospects of the returning march of the sun, gifts were exchanged and special hymns were Bung. These latter were really the Roman representatives of the modern carol. At the Saturnalia the Roman feast ed, sang and danced, as we do at Christmas. A ruler or king was ap pointed, who enjoyed certain preroga tives. He presided over the sports of the season. Probably he is the an cestor of the lord of misrule, who ex ercised a similar power in more re cent times. Merriment was a matter of general concern, and the joyous spirit of en tire districts is now narrowed to fam ily parties. It is the touch that makes the whole world kin, and lt is a pleasant reminder that, after all, history re peats itself. Not Blessed. Tho presents you forget to give to| others who don't forget to give to you. are not so blessed. ' KNEW NAME AND ADDRESS Three-Year-Old Wanderer Had Them Down Pat and Was Not Afraid. Arrived at the mature age of three, Casper H. Miller, Jr., of 10,623 Ta coma avenue, has taken to exploring the neighborhood. Sometimes he strays. But since everybody, along with his sisters, his cousins and his aunts, knows the young gentleman, he is never allowed to get out of sight. That is, almost never. The other day was one of those ex ceptional days when all hands were busy and the youngster wandered away, fetching up at McVeigh's the dairyman, in Hathaway avenue. He didn't seem a bit afraid, either. "What's your name, little manf asked Mr. McVeigh. "Casper Hart Miller," was the re ply. Only, he pronounced it "Hart miller," McVeigh hunted In vain through the city directory and the telephone book for any Hartmiller. 'fwTiere do you live, Casper?" was the next inquiry. "Eddy 391X," was the immediate reply, and with the aid of the chief operator of the Eddy exchange the street and number were quickly fixed. The name Hartmiller looks so good to the boy's father that he contem plates adopting lt for family use. Cleveland Leader. ill find something suitable h< ited than some novelty soon tock. We wish to call speci *ge assortment of bread and in the home, terests and th KERNi IT MADE A DIFFERENCE. Mike-Don't yez hate to hov th' alarm clock wake yez up mornings? Pat-Thot deplnds on whither Ol've been dreaming av me mother-in-law or heating the races! AFTER THE HONEYMOON. Mr. Newwed-I shall never, never lore another woman as I love you. Mrs. Newwed-I should hope not Mr. Newwed-You needn't to get ?o sore about IL I guess I could If I wanted to. VERY STUBBORN. r First ii uie-Them o utos ls taklui .ll our glory. SfC?'n.-1 Mal?-Thar's so; they'va ;<><.:) i:yii:g ?o* au dour lo ?ot lt lo Uti?? ugges are. Carvers, Tools, Lamps laid aside and forgotten. \ al attention to our brass fire cake boxes. $1.75 to 2.50 We want tl at they canal ^GHAN WORST PENMEN IN CONGRESS Sparkman of Florida and Adamson of Georgia Share That Honor Between Them. "I'll bet you a dinner for ten peo ple," said Representative Frank Clark of Florida one day last spring, ac cording to the Popular Magazine, "that the worst penman in congress is Sparkman of my state." "I'll take that bet," replied Hard wick of Georgia. 'The man who writes the WOT . hand in the world ls Adamson of ni y delegation." Sparkman is chairman of the com mittee on rivers and harbors and Adamson is the head of the commit tee on Interstate and foreign com merce. The two congressmen who had made the bet selected a commit tee to pass on the handwriting in question, and then secured letters written by Sparkman and Adamson in their own penmanship. Those let ters were something horrible to see, and the judges decided that the writ ing of both was so bad that the writ ers, not the men who had made the bet, must pay for the dinner. While the banquet was in progress Adamson told this story: "Last winter a constituent of mine wrote to me and asked for a speci men of my handwriting, explaining that he bad heard it was the worst In the world, and that he was making a study of bad penmanship. I com plied with the request. In a few days he returned my letter to me, with thia note: '"Fine! Am enthusiastic. Didn't know such handwriting was possible. Please send me a typewritten copy of the Inclosed. I need a key to lt'" EXERCISE ON THE DECLINE Medical Journal Says That Automo- j bile? and Motor Boats Are Mak ing People Lazy. Anyone who takes an outing, par ticularly at the seaside, can hardly fall to notice the revolution that has taken place during the last decade In the methods of enjoying a vacation, says the New York Medical Journal. The automobile whizzes by on the roads and the motor boat sputters noisily within sight of the shore, each bearing its crowd of pleasure seekers, while even the swimmers are support ed, a large proportion of them at least, by an artificial contrivance de signed to keep them afloat without exertion. Rowing, walking and swimming are the three ideal exercises, all demand ing the open air and all having defi nite objects apart from their excellent effect on bodily health. But the mod ern amusements, such as motoring and motor boat racing, have nothing to recommend them save that they too require outdoor space. Golf seems to be Increasing the number of its devotees, even If the latter go to the links In high pow ered cars. But the writer would like to see the immense audiences of base ball and football games playing on numerous diamonds and gridirons of i:heir own, and would welcome a regu lation that prescribed a playground ten times Its size to adjoin every, new library. It is not only the rich who become lazy; the omnipresent trolley car embodies the favorite recreation of the poor. fio , Nickel plated and Aiml Ve are better equipped hi sets and coal vases? 50c to 1.00 o iq o to M1 ie farmers ti ways get tb NATURALLY. Mrs. Jones-No wouder she looks tired; she's up most all night with a sick baby. Mr. Jones-What's the matter with ber husband? Mrs Jones-He's busy all the time trying to get an eight-hour day for workmen. HIS REMUNERATION ?: Poet-Do you think I will ggjt much from the editor for this poem? Friend-Not much; you will be able to be around again in a few days, I Imagine. DECIDED NOT TO OPEN IT. Caller-1 was thinking about open ing a drug store in this neighborhood. Do you think one is needed around here? Resident-Great idea. There's no place within ten blocks where a man can buy stamps or see the city direc tory.