Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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"BACK WS FARM" This is the opportune time '"back to the farm" and we are in a position to stock you up with all the necessary farming paraphernal^, the best obtainable at the lowest possible prices. Horse =iMule arness *22 IYIillinery We have only recently received several car loads of builders material and farm implements, ? ^ and we are sure you can find what you want at our store. "It Pays to Deal With" HARDWARE CO rv* 1 "\t ?"? Did Y ou Lver Stop t? Think that one of my best Na tional Banks is located in Camden S. C. It is conservatively managed aitd absolutely safe. Tire First National Bank OF CAMDEN, S.C. Let Us Serve You WITH Fruits, Candies, Nuts, Raisins, Celery, Lettuce, Tomatoes and California Cranberries. : Just Received Large Shipment Lowney's Candies. CAMDEN CANDY KITCHEN We Pay Highest Cash Prices for Hon't give your profits away? ship direct to us by express and get your nancy next day. Wc pay highest prices for green and dry hides of all kinds 3ecswaxt Tallow and old Metals, old Rubber and Furs. 'Try us with a ship Rent now. Send for Price List CAROLINA HIDE & JUNK CO. CHARLESTON, S. 6. PYTHON HAD HAD FULL MEAL No Lasa Than Six Duck* Taken From Stomach of Snake Shot by Hunt ?re In Bombay. The Journal of the Mom bay Na tional Historical Boolety published the following account of the voracity of a python, by Mr. V. R. Cadell, I. O. 8.: "On Noy. 10, 1912, during the Dewall holidays, while shooting at I'opaturpn near Valva, in the Ahmodabad dis trict, I was walking after snipe in company with Mr. J. H. K. Tupper, I, C, S., when one of the beaters call ed out that there was a big snake. We found that it was a large python, lying torpid. We proceeded to shoot It, and as it was lying half colled up, its body was naturally a good deal in jured in the process. Seeing a feath er sticking out of a wound, we told one of our men to extract the bird to which it belonged. He pulled a duck out of the wound, and took out five others, one after tho other, six ducks in all. They were all quite, or recent ly fresh, tholr feathers ?belns, com plete and none far gone in digestion. They looked us If they hud ?*) been swallowed at about the same time. There were gadwall and spotblll among the ducks, but wo did not noto tho description of all the ducks. All had been swallowed head foremost. Tho python, when stretched out and roughly measured, was fully eight feet long- Ib not this an unusually heavy meal for a python to make? i Shortly aftfcr, while wading In the i water after a wounded duck, I saw a; snake swimming near me. It made! little attempt to avoid me, and I shot, It through the head. It was a py- j thon about six feet In length." ? SOURCE OF NAME IS HIDDEN ?8cholara Owa Themselves at a Losa as to Whence Came the Term "Mephlstopheles." There has been much discussion con- ! ;cerning the origin of the word "Mephlstopheles" In the past, which plhas, moreover, as yet ended In no very satisfactory conclusion. Some very bizarre explanations had been propounded before the time of Qoethe, ?who was himself forced to own to tho musician Zelter in a letter of Novem ber 20,1829: "I cannot give any de finite answer to the question 'Whence comes the name Mephlstopheles?' " According to one theory it was a Tiybrid Graeco-Hebraic formation of mephls and tophel (the liar) ; accord ing to another its etymology was en tirely Greek ? very dubious Greek ? ? mephostophllos, "ho who does not love the light." Though this derivation is hardly acceptable, It appears that this was the original form of the name, the second vowel being replaced by "i" at first in England, whence It was taken into the popular German mysteries. In the last number of the "Goethe Jahrbuch" llerr Oelhke gives an en tirely novel derivation, which, if far fetched, has at least the merit of orlg- j lnplity. It is based on two names in ! chapters IV. and XV. of the Second j Hook of Samuel, Mephiboschetu ' and ? Architophel. Do the Dally Task. We often say to ourselves, "I would gladly do my duty, if I Knew what it is." Doubtless there are cases in which it is hard to decide, but a re mark of Goethe on tho subject is well worth remembering. "How can we know ourselves? Never by reflection, but by action. Do your duty, and you will And out the sort of man you are. 'But what Is my duty?' What today asks of you." Do not consider too far, too deeply, too seriously. Do the plain, present task, and do it well. It Is amazing how pleasant you feel when it is done ? and It 1b not wholly unpleasant even" in the doing.? ? Youth's Companion. Care of Pigeons. Rusty iron and stone lime placed In the drinking water once a week will act as a tonic. Every other week the drinking foun tains should bo disinfected by using five drops of carbolic acid to a gallon ! of water. If this acid Is left In the j water all day and the birds drink It, it will not hurt them In the least. Unless one loves tho business ho will not succeed. It is an ideal busl- ! nesB for a Woman provided she has pa- 1 tlnco, common sense and needs the money. Keep visitors away from the lofts during feeding time. ? .) Hainault Forest. Hainault forest, where it has been decided not to tolerate Sunday golf, is now but a shadow of its former self. For Hainawlt was the part of the great forest of Essex, south and east of the river Roding, and that forest once stretched from Waltham to Colchester and the sea. King John cjeared a l^rge part of it, but Hainault remained a considerable forest until 1851, when over 100,000 of its trees were felled, the land drained and what was once wild and matchless "mado generally time and uninviting. ? London Chron icle. It Was Still Hard. Bridget, a green maid, was ..told by her mistress to cook a soft-boiled egg for her mistress* breakfast. Five minutes later she rang for the maid, and, asking if the egg was done yet, received an answer in the nega tive. Thinking Bridget had not boiled the rgg immediately, she wafted a fow minutes longer, and again asked if the egg was ready. "No, ma'am," replied Bridget. "Why not?" aeked her mistress. "To be sure, ma'am, an' the egg la ?till hard, for didn't I just feel of it/* KELLINGER'S INSOMNIA By DOROTHY DUNN. Kolllngtr couldn't sleep, All hit* llfu he had beon bothered' thut way., fr*or uo reason what over sleep would sud denly deport him and when It aban doned KuTllnger It abandoned the rest of the family, moaning Mm. Kellinger and the bulldog. When Mrs. Kellinger would an notrnce sadly to thoir acquaintance* that Tom had begun waking up at one o'clock and staying awake till Hi* or not going to Bleep at all until half past-three it was exactly at* tragic as though she wan breaking the news that ho had fallen a victim to the suicide habit or had begun murdering people again after a short vacation. Those to whom: she spoke always Jiad an. uneasy . i'ecllng that they ought to send flowers or something, Kellinger absolutely refused to go to the doctor about It. Ho said the physician would merely ask him If ho had embezzled any trust funds or had anything else on bin conscience, aiul wou'd appear annoyed because ho hadn't. "It's juat nervoB," Kellinger would say In martyred tones. "I wake up and then 1 begin thinking and I can't Btop. I worry about what would hap pen If ten years from now a long, hard winter Bbould Sot in und I didn't have any work. Then there Is Uncle Dave, who has Just invested all his money in a gold mino, and what If he should loBe ty! And think of the Bufferings of the people over thero In the Hal kap regions during this cruel war!" "If Tom didn't have such an absurd ly tender heart!" Mrs. Kellinger would algh proudly. ? That Ib, sho sighed proudly till the sleepless streak had continued for some time, and then she grew peevish from lack of slumber. At first she "would read aloud to Kellinger or would ariso and, descending to the kitchen, would concoct unholy two o'clock lunches of fried egg sand wiches to lull hhn to Bleep. Later on she took to making remonstrances. Following these heart to heart talks, Kellinger gavo up coffee and cigars and once In a while managed to Bleep the night through, but more often he didn't. "If you were twins, now," Mrs. Kel linger murmured reproachfully one night at three o'clock at Kellinger, who sat propped up sociably against the bedpost with the reading light on full blast. "I suppose I shouldn't mind being awake like this. I'd expect It. But I don't mind telling you secretly that I'm (yawn) getting aw-aw (yawn) fully Jtlred of It! I'm just dead for Bleep!" "Are you sleepy, dear?" Kellinger asked, In hurt tones. "What wouldn't 'I give to feel that way!" Whereupon . Mrs. Kellinger felt ashamed of her desire to sleep and read aloud from "The Theory of Hot Water Heating" until Bho toppled over, sound asleep. Kellinger really suffered. He said if it kept up much longer ho would go crazy, he knew. All the Kelllngers' friends were intensely interested in the situation. By their advice Kel linger drank hot milk before retiring, drank cold milk, put a hot water bag under his head and then an ice bag, stood on hJs head and walked on his hands, breathed in six times and out six times, crossed his fingers and counted Jumping sheep. When they were out in the even ing Mrs. Kellinger had tho habit of watching her husband nervously, and if his eyelid twitched she woukl grab the person next to her and moan: "Tom is going to have another sleep less night!" she would say. "He is getting th9 blinks! Poor man! I don't know what Is going to become of him! Isn t it nwful! Dearie!" to the afflicted one, "sit over here where you won't get tho cigar smoke ? it makes you nervous, I know!" All of this happened before the ar rival of Mrs. Shandle, who had known Kellinger at the disillusionizing age of ten, and had never outgrown tho habit. The first time she was present at one of these sad exhlbltk>ns sho transfixed the Kelllngers with a dis gusted glanqe and spoko her mind. "Stuff and nonsense, Tommy Kel linger!" said she. "I never heard of such tomfoolery! I nover saw a per son put op the airs you do! Aro you any better than any one else that you can't sleep as th<i rest of us do? You say that your life Is without reproach, and if It is there's no excuse for your not sleeping. Tho Idea! Smoke that cigar and drink that cup of coffee and go homo and go to bed and go to sleep! You're a perfect goose! I think the trouble is that your head is only big enough for one idea at a time, and you've grown attached to this sleepless idea and hate to toll it to move on.__ I'm ashamed of you! And your wife is an easy mark!" "I think she Is horribly rude!" Mrs. Kellinger kept saying all the way home. "She doesn't understand your sensitive nature at all!" "Huh?" queried Kellinger ? and yawned. Whereupon he went to sleep when his head touched the pillow and Mrs. Kellinger had to set tho bulldog loose on. Ulm lu tho morning to get him up at all. That ended KelUnger's insomnia. Exchanged. The stealthy burglar took the dia mond set clock off the mantel and re placed It with a sixty-cent timepiece, ! no that the sleeping owner would not j m?R? the familiar t:ck. "How limes have changed," mur? mured the burglar as Le crept o: Sjslo the cold. , - '-j ;-x ;~ -- - r.;>A-Vy.-. Baruch-Nettles Co. "The Store That Seta the Pace" ?Jopy right Hart 6ch?ft'ncr 6c Mats Don't make the mistake of thinking you can't be fitted in ready clothes. You can get just as good a fit in ready clothes as a custom tailor can give you. There's an easy way to prove it; because fit is something you can see for yourself. Ask us to show you a Hart Schaffner / . ? . - - & Marx suit or overcbat at $22.50 or $25; make some comparison of style, material, tailoring, with*the made to measure suit or overcoat at $40. It it doesn't fit, don't buy it. We have their suits and overcoats to sell from $18 to $35 . ? rr Baruch-Nettles Go. "The Store That Sets the Pace"