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Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-07-31
AN ENCOUNTER WITH BEES
Man is Held Prisoner Up a Tree by
Wild Honeymakers.

Wild Honeymakers.
Milton Robb Of Colesville, had a
thrilling experience, says the Pitts
burg GaZette-Times, when a swarm Of
wild honey bees he was attempting to
capture, settled on him after he had
dislodged them from the limb of
tree, and two and a half hours he
clung with one arm to the tree, forty
feet above the ground, while his BROTH
er ran two miles for ladder and help.
Robb and his brother, Sherwood,
went two miles up the mountain to a
tree bearing a big swarm. Milton
climbed the tree to the bee limb and
began to saw it off, holding the limb
with one hand so 1t would not drop
too suddenly.
He miscalculated the weight Of the
bees, for when the limb was about
severed he could not hold 1t with one
hand and it swished downward against
his body before it broke and dropped
to the ground.
The queen bee was knocked off and
took refuge under his left arm, which
he had flung around a limb of the
tree to hold himself from falling. In
stantly the bees followed their queen
and swarmed on him, covering his left
side, shoulder and arm and partly en-
eircling the tree. He did not move for
fear Of being stung to death or insen-
sibility, as in the latter case he would
fall to death on the rocks below.
Sherwood Robb started on a run
down the mountain. He returned with
a ladder and Oscar Hendricks and
Elmer Broom.
They assisted Milton, bees and all
to the ground. There one Of the men
threw the blanket around him and
pulled away as many bees as possible,
while Hendricks tore off Robbs shirt
with the rest Of the bees and told him
to run. He could not run, however,
and after all the bees had been switch
ed off with towels, the men started
down the mountain, supporting Robb
between them. A physician had to be
summoned, as his face, hands, arms
and legs were swollen. Both Broom
and Hendricks were stung, but did not
require medical attention.
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ward. The white fawn kept closer to
its mother today.
AS the days went on, they came with
marked regularity. And it got so /
could walk about the camp and talk
with them while they drank and fed
around the spring.
They were great company! The
white fawn was a beautiful creature.
Such animals are freaks of nature and
are the most prosecuted inhabitants OF
the forest. Their conspicuous color is
a mark for every other animal of the
woods, as we'll as for the hunter.
The regularity with which animals
come to the places like this is most re-
markable.
In the days that followed 1 had
many interesting conversations with
these woodland creatures. Even the
white fawn had grown used to me.
There is something more to tell
about these animals, but just at pres
ent l want to describe how 1 obtained
a welcome change in my diet.
Monday it had rained on and off, but
Tuesday it began to clear and get
colder. l left my lean-to early in the
morning on another exploring expe-
dition. l followed the trail of least re-
sistance, striking off occasionally into
the tangles and deadfalls to cut off
a bit and then winding back to the
;rh
in that direction. When l say Il
knew" l do not mean that had seen
it before, but / could tell when such
a trail would swing to the right or left
by the lay of the land.
/ made another turn in the trail,
which led down a little incline toward
another spring. / caught sight of a
fox sinking off into the bushes just
beyond the spring. 1 gave a little
squeak to try to bring him back, but
he was too far ahead. So l kept on
down to the spring. where l rested on
a fallen log.
l picked a spruce bud and began to
chew it. | chewed buds and barks a
great deal during my two months in
the wilderness and feel sure that for
this reason alone 1 was able to go for
long periods without eating solid food.
There is unquestionably a great deal
of nOurishment in these things.
chewed the alder cedar, maple, birch
and the bark of the mountain ash.
also ate roots which were tender
and palatable Every one knows what
goldthread is. There was a lot of this
in the woods 1t is nOurishing and
healing for the mouth.
Sitting there on that fallen tree, I
Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-07-31
FOOTSTEPS OF The Fathers
As Traced In EARLY Files Of The
YOfkVlIIe Enquirer
news and Views OF YESTERDAY
Bringing Up Records of the Past and
Giving the Younger Readers of To-
day a Pretty Comprehensive knowl.
,dse of the Things that Most Con-
cerned Generations that Have Gone
Before

The first installment Of the notes
appearing under this heading was
published in our issue Of November IA,
1913 The notes are being prepared
by the editor as time and opportunity
permit Their purpose is to bring
into review the events of the past for
the pleasure and satisfaction Of the
older people and for the entertainment
and instruction Of the present genera
ton.
Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-07-31

]. F. Wooten, farmer, No. /, Glover.
w. F. Wood, merchant, Glover
N. F. Wooten, farmer, No. 2, Glover.
A. NJ. Wallace, farmer, No. l. Glover.
r. L. Wallace, mill work., Glover.
w. R. Warren, farmer, Glover.
f. NJ. Whistnant, farmer, No. 2, Glover.
NJ. T. Williams. banker, Glover.
]. r. Walker, farmer, No. /, Glover.
A. S. Wells, farmer, No. /, Glover.
A. w. Whisnant, farmer, Glover.
c. S. Whitaker, farmer, No. 3, Glover.
II. c. Williams, farmer, No. l, Glover.
T. E. Wilson, teacher, Glover.
o. N. Youngblood, mill work., Glover.
s. d. Youngblood, policeman, Glover.
Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-07-31
YORK COUNTY Voters.
Who They Are, What They Do and
Where They Live.
AUTHENTIC DIRECTORY FOR Whites.
These Are the People Who Will Noni-
nate Public Officers In the Approach
ing Primary Elections, Beginning
August 18th.
YoRkvILLE No. 1-AdditionaI.

VIM. Anderson, mill work, Yorkville.
r. w. Barnes, farmer, No. 4, Yorkville
S. L. Courtney, mechanic, Yorkville.
M. R. Dickson, farmer, No. l, Yorkville
]. ]. Faris, mill work., Yorkville.
D. H. Gaulden, farmer, 3, Yorkville.
E. T. NJ. Galloway, farmer, 4, Yorkville
S. c. Garrison, bookkeeper, Yorkville.
r. Y. Grist, clerk, Yorkville.
j. w. Kirkpatrick, merch., Yorkville.
w. C. Latimer, merchant. Yorkville.
w. T. McClain, farmer, 5, Yorkville.
F. c. Riddle, farmer, Yorkville.
Jeptha NJ. Smith, farmer, 4, Yorkville.
E. N. Stephenson, farmer 5, Yorkville
J. F. Stewart, farmer, No. S, Yorkville
B. F. Smith, merchant, Yorkville.
E. L. Stewart, clerk, Yorkville.
H. G. Talent, farmer, No. 4, Yorkyille
l. A. White. farmer. No. 4. Yorkville.
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r. 4 farmer living near Brentwood,
England, went to a moving picture
show in that town during visit and
learned by a picture shown on the
screen that a fire had in his absence
destroyed the stables and sheds at his
farm.
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when he beheld a giraffe in circus: There ain't no such animal.''
 Even then duckbills were not only very numerous in their native land, but were as common as household pets as kittens were in other parts of the world. The duckbill, which is slightly larger than a jack rabbit, doesn't look nearly as graceful as a COW; but it is astonishing how nimbly he can climb over furniture and swim and dive in tanks provided for his recreation when in captivity.
 With a body and tail much like a beaver, but lacking the beavers hab- its of industry, the duckbill has fore feet and beak exactly like a duck. Instead of continuing the bird-like characteristics to include quack the duckbill growls like young puppy.
 When at home MT. and Mrs. Duck bill dwell in harmony and content ment in burrow made in river bank with one entrance above and one be- low the water. In their tunnelled home, made comfortable by lining of soft grass, they sleep most of the day rolled up like balls of glossy fur.
 It is not until evening that the duck bills venture forth, and then it is that their proficiency as swimmers and div CTS Is displayed. The webbed fore feet carry them rapidly through the
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 othy, and it is the worst form. of in- gratitude to criticize anything that a person has been kind enough to give you"
 "But it's so small-so teeny-weeny!'' insisted Dorothy. 'Why, Mamma, when try to nurse her and sing her to sleep I feel like Pm holding a. a-well. a string bean!"
 Mamma laughed; she couldn't help it. for her little daughters comparison was so absurd. But presently she be- came serious again.
 Tt Is not as small, Dorothy" she said, "as some of the little dolls Mex lean girls make and nurse and, yes, sing to sleep. Now what would you think of doll no longer than my thunb-from the joint to the end of my nall. about one inch in all? Oh. yes. indeed there are dolls as 'teeny- weeny' as that. And they are fully dressed, too, in most marvellous fash ion. But let me tell you how certain ones of the little Mexican girls-only the clever and the industrious ones. mind you-make them.
 First of all, they take a piece of wire and bend 1t in the form of n doll; that is. with part for the bodv. several strands for the arms and the feet, etc. Then they wrap the wira very carefully and very tightly with silk thread. The whole is not more than an inch in length.
 This done, the doll must be dressed Brightly colored pieces of cloth ara cut to fit this diminutive fran,ar,o,,- and very painstakingly attached to it blouse and skirt. You can imagine how delicate this work must be when you remember what very small par ticles of cloth are used for the gar ment. But that Is not all. Often inc tiny dress in beautifully embroidered with very, very thin silk and the tin- fest of needles. And this embroidery is perfectly and exquisitely done.
 Then comes the making and at- taching of the head to the wire frame work. The face-eyes, nose. ears. mouth, etc-is formed of a kind of paste, with each feature most carefully molded. Dolly must have hair. 90 short strands of human hair are at- tached to the paste head and then this hair is braided and dressed in a most perfect coiffure.
 And when finished, Miss Doll is- well, I'm quite certain, Dorothy, you would think her just the cunniest of dollies. And the very fact that she is so tiny is her greatest charm. Why, bless you. little Mexican girl would think the doll your Uncle VIII gave you a huge onel"
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boys made lemonade with cool water carried from nearby spring. They enjoyed the bacon and potatoes more than the sandwiches and cake, while MT. Stillman seemed to relish town food for a change.
 The hermit" explained why he lived alone, saying that he was bot anist, scientist who studied plants. and wanted to live among them to un- derstand them better. He told the boys many interesting facts about plants, and showed them many queer specimens.
 Towards evening the boys departed by path MT. Stillman pointed out to them, promising to come again. They did come again, many times, and all ways brought some dainties along to brighten the old mans life.
 Returning one evening from one of their frequent trips. Morris mischiev- cusly asked:
 "John. whats your definition of a hermit?"
 John drowned gravely. "A hermit" he said, "is a genuine. all-around good fellow that makes you feel at home"
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down was impossible. They had al- most given up their search for water when Earl espied log hut through the trees.R It was in the center of a small clearing, and seemed more like somebody's jwood-shed or corn-crib than home. Yet there were win dows in it and smoke was issuing from the chimney.
 Wonder who lives in it." said Nor ris.
 One thing is sure" laughed Rod ney, "it must be someone who doesn't care for water"
 As they approached the house. tb ev saw an old, gray-bearded man ssittin g Tn 1ront of the hut, reading/a book.
 Oh" said John. Now know who It IS. It is the hermit. I have heard iots of talk about him in town.'
 What do you, mean-hermit? in- quired Morris,y
 A fellow" John explained "who o aoesn. n.tfcare for society and lives bv n1lpSelf, off somewhere in forests or deserts-" Lester. 1p'eo
 Let's go up and make his acoua,nt- ance," suggested Morris.
 Not on your life!" objected Jobn "Hermits are dangerous people let ma tell yos." '-'
 How are they dangerous?" asked Morris.
 "Oh, they're usually crazy and vou can't tell when they'll cut your throat or poison you"
 T don't believe they'd do that.r
 Yes they would, too," said John The folks that told me about this hermit advised me never to go near him."
 We'll" said Morris decidedly. "I don't care about that. I am dying for drink of water and that hermit can't kill me any quicker than thirst can. I am going over and ask him for drink"
 Me, too," said Rodney.
 Same here,' said Earl.
 If he starts to kill us," said Les- ter, T guess we can run"
 Reluctantly John followed in the rear, assuring the others that they would all certainly be killed. The pro- cession approached the hut cautiously.
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' N W your cup of cocoa in the morn
 Z ing; and-what is even more
 certain-you find it almost im- possible to refuse piece of chocolate candy. Indeed, there are so many good things made of cocoa, after 1t has been pulyerized and transformed into chocolate, that it seems quite a com mon commodity.
 And so it is. But 1t is also an in- teresting one-especially a method of treating the cocoa bean as used by those who gather and sell it. Can you imagine such a thing as coating a cocoa bean with clay or. to express little differently, washing it in clay? Strange. isn't it? And yet it is done.
 Down in the British West Indies, from which much of our cocoa comes, thls form of coating the cocoa bean is regarded as the best method of pre- serving it. Indeed, the object of this process is to keep moisture from reaching the kernel and so prevent decay and loss of aroma.
 While in its pod, cocoa bean is enclosed in a layer of thick, white tissue which, after the bean is removed from the pod, becomes discolored and shrunken and even slimy It is possi- ble, of course, to wash this fermented tissue off the bean; but this was found to be injurious to the kernel
 So the growers conceived the plan of coating the bean with clay. About one hundred pounds of these cocoa beans. fermented as to outside tissue but partially dried. are spread out on huge drying platform. Then about one pound of pulverized earth, brown ish-red in color and freed of organic matter. is mixed in with them and the whole stirred around with long wooden shovels until particles of the earth have fastened themselves upon the sticky outside coverings of the beans.
 They are then spread out on the platforms and allowed to dry in the sun. And when nearly so, the labor CTS pile them up in heaps and sprinkle enough water on each heap, to make it sticky mass.
 And then what do you suppose they do? Why, they dance upon the beans with their naked feet, walk around on them and mix them so thoroughly that the seed-coats of the beans become glossy.
 Then they are spread out again to thoroughly dry in the sun. After that they are ready to be sent to the manu- facturer to be made into chocolate or used as cocoa.
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The Kite Fight A Battle in the Air

" N HEN Arthur and Bob arrived
 IA U that afternoon at the field
 A8 where they had arranged to W fight their kites, they found at least a half-dozen youngsters on hand to witness the battle-royal in the clouds. Some of them wanted Arthur's kite to win; and others were enthusiastic for Bob's sky-fier to prove the victor.
 But. you may be sure, all of them were standing on tip-toe to watch the contest, for a kite fight is indeed a thrilling spectacle. What? You've never heard of such thing? Well, well, read on a bit and you'll soon understand.
 Very carefully, each lad unwound his string and let out his kite until it had mounted high in the heavens. And then. at a signal, the fight was on. And the antics of the two boys straightway became unintelligible- except to the initiated.
 First one boy would run forward. then backward. grasping the string to his kite very firmly; suddenly he would pay out the string like mad, ard few moments later begin pull ing it in for dear life.
 And the other boy would follow suit until, indeed, both lads seemed to be bobbing around and darting as wildly as were the kites aloft. But 1t was not madness on their part; in- stead, their method was a deadly one, as you shall see later.
 Whenever Arthur, for example, would pull In his cord swiftly, run ming backwards at the same time, his kite would suddenly mount high in air like a rocket, climbing higher and higher the more he pulled on the cord. And when, on the other hand. Bob would suddenly pay out his cord. his kite would drop and fall like a sinker at the end of a fishing line. So now, you see, you have the two fundamental principles of kite fight ing-pull in on your cord to make your kite climb; pay 1t out to make it drop.
 A close study of the actions of the boys in the duel, presently revealed the fact that each seemed to be en- deavoring to get his kite in a position cord of the others. And so the boys jockeyed for position, their kites noFs,, rising, now falling, according t1 tbeir manipulation of their strinFes
 After while, the crucf,aI arrived. Bob's kite was seon 1,io,e ta ,ae poised with its tail hp, inst aboue % ue the cord to ArthWf,s Kite and abo,,t
 eet from fsthe kite itself. h.
 po' san to pay out his string
 @ u $lnd his kite dropped like
 1.nfnet. Down, down, down it
 until the tip of its tail was a
 fleet below Arthur's cord
 hen, as suddenly, Bob began pull ing in his string desperately and his
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Sdhc, tHree oranges anu three bananas
 Rodney Poole was counting the things that were to go into his lunch basket, which was to contain approxi- mately one-sixth of the "eats' to be consumed on the afternoons hike. For there were just five other boys going along.
 And don't forget the lemons and the sugar" cautioned Rodney as his mother tucked an extra banana in the basket for good measure.
 T really don't see how you're go- ing to make good lemonade without ice," declared Mrs. Poole.
 "Oh, that's easy" replied her son. 'The place we're going to contains a spring that is cooler than ice water"
 Mot cooler" smiled his mother.
 Tt may not taste freezing cold, but it will be cool enough. Just so we have plenty of lemons and sugar Nt will be all right The other boys are going to bring some, too.''
 When the boys had gathered for their cross-coug.ry tramp, each showed well7dgled basket containing six of everything.
 .%I guess we'll have to go some to Stow away this grub," said Earl Wat terson.
 We have so many 'eats,'" said Rodney as he fastened the lid of his basket more securely, cit looks like we are prepared for march across the Sahara desert or a trip to the North Pole."
 q should say the Sahara desert,' " laughed Lester Barrows. Tt doesn't look much like snow."
 At last the boys were off. At first their baskets seemed light, and they swung gaily along, cross pastures, un- der fences, over brooks and through stretches of forest and plowed ground. But after time their baskets grew Eurdensome.
 Wish we hadn't brought along so much," complained John Tillett.
 q don't suppose we would starve," said Morris Wood, If we had brought one basket instead of six.'
 "Oh, don't worry, Norris" spoke up Rodney, you won't be the first to complain that there's too much when we sit down to dine"
 Morris was the fat boy of the bunch, but he always protested when refer- ence was made to his eating powers.
 After travelling about a mile the boys entered the big forest that cov- cred several sections of land. Though they had been in it before they were unable to find the spring discovered on a former hike.
 "I am getting thirsty" said John.
 Believe me, am too," said Lester. After our trip to the North Pole I mean the Sahara desert-it seems to me like a drink of nice, cool lem onade would be in order."
 "Stop, Lesl" protested Morris. quite flushed with heat. Don't tantalizc us."
 Where in the world could that spring be?" muttered George Ransom, getting impatient.
 "Guess it's dried up, or off on a va cation- maybe" suggested Rodney.
 Search as they might, 1t was im- possible to find that spring; and to eat hard-boiled eggs and peanut sand wiches without something to wash 1t
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mains. This bottom is then struck sharply against a hard rock, and the glass chips off in little flakes about an inch long and generally in cres- cent shape. And the inner edge of each flake is razor-sharp.
 About a dozen of these little glass crescents are then pushed through the slits in the twig, about an incL apart and an equal number in each slit, all of them with the sharp edge up. This done the twig is tightly bound with strong cord so that the glass cres- cents will be held in place. Then this
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f1ier is ready for battle.
 The idea is to get the cutter against the cord of the enemy's kite which, being taut, is very easily cut by the sharp glass crescents. Once the cut ter is below the cord of the enemy as was the case with Bobs cutter-a swift pull on the string sends the kite darting upward, dragging with it, of course, it's cutter which passes over the enemy's cord and snips it clean as whistle. The victor, naturally, is entitled to the defeated kite when 1t comes futtering to earth.
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''I say, Mister" said Morris Gan you give us a drink of water?"
 Certainly, young man." was the an- swer. 'I shall be delighted to as- suage your thirst.'
 My, doesn't he use big words!" whispered Earl.
 The boys approached the hut, reas- sured by the hermits politeness, and were given all the cool, spring water they could drink from gourd dip- per.
 I'm sorry, indeed" said the hermit, that there is only one dipper from which to drink. But I don't have many callers; hence feel the need of only one utensil for such purpose"
 No longer afraid, the boys made themselves at home, and the hermit was so gentle and polite they really began to like him.
 Wont you have some lunch, Mr."
 "Mr. Jacob Stillman," the hermit supplied, with a smile.
 'Mr. Stillman?" asked Rodney. "We were out on a hike and lost our way. This seems like such a nice, cool place we'll have our lunch here if
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kite, responding, darted up into the air. The tail of Bob's kite was seen to slide along the cord to Arthur's kite-and as the tip of the tail touched the cord 1t parted and Arthurs kite seemed to double up, lifeless. It made few despairing darts and then came floating down to earth. Bob's kite had cut the cord attached to Ar thurs and so had won the battle.
 But how?
 That is the interesting part of It.
 You see, attached to the tail of each of the two kits was what is known as a cutter, and thereby hangs the story. This cutter looks like lead pencil with glass fins to it. It is made in this fashion: straight twig, about six inches in length and as thick as a pencil, is secured and both ends are bound tightl. with cord. Then the twig is split from end to end, but the two cords, of course, prevent the twig splitting entirely apart. The twig is then turned little and another and similar split is made in it.
 bottle with a heavy glass bot tom, such as is found in a beer or a wine bottle, is secured and broken up until only the thick bottom re-
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LIKE BEAVER AND DUCK BUT
 GROWLS LIKE A PUPPY.

water and they dive gracefully after their favorite food. They swim for hours with only their noses out of water, and they are then said to re- semble lot of floating bottles. When alarmed they sink quickly and swim under water until they feel they are cut of danger. Duckbills have no ears that can be seen, but their hearing is acute and their small bright eyes are keen. In captivity the disposition of the duckbill is gentle.