Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, November 27, 1911, Page 6

f PAGE SIX THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAK ELAND, FLA., NOV. 27, 191L At Twelve 0"Clock By MARION GORDON The Lawton's Hallowe'en party was in full swing at eleven o'clock. A pair of grinning, candle-illuminated pumpkins adorned the gate posts and the plazza was hung with smaller jack o' lanterns. Inside the house, walls and ceilings were hung with cobwebs cunningly fashioned from twine and from every corner there peered glassily-staring owls and evil- looking witches, the latter accompa- nied by broomstick and black cats. From a corner obscured by rough faggots from the forest, came the sound of stringed instruments. The orchestra was concealed there and dancing was going on. It was a cos- tume party and the rooms were filled with whirling forms clothed in gar- ments of fanciful beauty or gro- tesque absurdity of form or color The various mismated couples pro- voked much merriment. Mrs. Law- ton, stout and jolly, was garbed as the unhappy Ophelia while her part- ner, Major Morse, a thin, dyspeptic- looking man, depicted Punchinello. His Satanic Majesty danced with a demure little Quakeress, district messenger boys were paired off with mediseval dames and the Knave of Hearts carried refreshments to Old Mother Hubbard and her faithful dog. Now, contrary to tradition, Old Mother Hubbard was the prettiest girl in the gathering and she was far from being old in spite of the snuff- colored gown she wore with its en- veloping white apron and dangling bunch of keys; for the mob cap sat coquettishly on her sunny halr and she could not keep the dimples from her pink cheeks and white chin, al- though she did try to maintain a so- ber demeanor. “Mother Hubbard,” said the Knave of Hearts as he dropped to one knee and presented a tray of ices, “I have no tarts but here is a biscuit tor toni, if you please.” Elsie Hilyer ate her ice dalntily while the handsome Knave of Hearts, Arthur Beckman, sat down beside her with his own plate in his hand. In his present state of mind it was suf- ficlent food and drink to gaze upon Elsie's loveliness, to watch the changing shadows on her face and harken to the sweet lilt of her voice. “You didn’t find a bone for my poor dog,” she suddenly chided him, to break an embarrassing silence. Arthur picked up the droll, stuffed dog that was perched on Elsie's lap and beat it emphatically against his knee. “Confound the dogs!" he com- plained bitterly. “Every time I've tried to speak serlously with you to- night, Elsle, you've dragged poor Fido into the conversation. Why not klve me a straight answer and—-" Elsie reached over and rescued the dog from his reckless hands. “That belongs to my little niece, Kitty Blair, and | promised Kitty that no harm should come to poor Fido. Is it not enough that poor Fido should be with- out his bone?" “And put me out of my misery?" interrupted Arthur, relentlessly con- cluding his sentence. Her face was rose pink as she bent it over the woolly dog. *“I can't tell you just now—let us wait a while— until after the games. You haven't given me time to think.” Arthur's face lengthened. “If you want time to think it over,” he said gravely, “I'm afraid I'm out of it -bhe- aayse if you really cared, you'd know right oft.” “Wait until after the games?” repeated in a low voice, “Until after twelve o'clock?" “And you will not escape tell me then?” “l will be here at a little after twelve,” she murmured, and then an- other partner claimed her and she was gone without one glance from her soft brown eyes to comfort him or give him hope, That was the last dance before the games and the entire company found seats and prepared to put to test all the legendary charms of Hallowe'en. | Partuers were chosen and once more Arthur Beckman found himself beside the girl he loved. Elsie’s cheeks were deeply flushed and her eyes sparkled with some in- ward excitement. She was merry and gay until the charms were tested. Then a quietness settled down upon her like a filmy veil of sorrow, but occasionally she brushed it aslde to smile or return a merry quip. The charms were provokingly in auspicious for the furthering of Ar- thur Beckman's desires. All the crim- son apple parings that Elsie tossed over her shoulder fell into obstinate. Iy curving W's instead of the A's that would indicate that Arthur was she you will named for Susie. be mated—Elsie’s smile quite faded her! charm, some of the girls taking hand- mirrors and walking around the house backward were rewarded by seeing divers faces reflected in the glass. It was a moonlight night and the shrubbery cast lacy black shad- ows across the path that encircled the house. Outdoors there was much laughter and merriment. Elsle did not join them. This last test she dared not try and so while the others played hide-and-seek in the crisp cool air after the midnight hour had passed, Elsle sought the al- cove in the conservative where she had promised to meet Arthur Beck- man and give him his answer. He arrived almost as soon as she did. He sat down beside her and took one cold little hand in his own. “Now, Elsie?” he asked softly. “Oh, Arthur,” she trembled, “I—I can't.” “Well—never mind—don't cry about it,” he said practically, for her voice was near to tears. His own heart was wrung with the bitterness of the moment. “Don’t let it worry you one instant, dear. You needn't tell me why—I suppose it's another chap—would you like to join the ghost dance? The orchestra is tuning up.” He tried to speak lightly but all the spirit had gone out of his voice. Elsle shook her head. “You don't understand,” she whispered, turning her head half toward him so that the soft fragrant masses of her hair brushed his cheek. “The signs were all against it!" He hardly breathed, so fearful was he of losing this blissful moment, but her remark was puzzling. “The signs? Oh, you mean those charms and all that claptrap busi- ness of apple parings and melted lead and so forth?” he demanded. “Yes—you see | wanted to wait and find out what Fate really had in store for me. I thought if the signs were propitious for my—my being happy with you I belleved that together with—" She hesitated and turned away her head. “Together with your love for me," he prompted softly and he was wild- ly happy when she did not deny it. “Would insure our happiness,” she completed. “Fol de rol!” ejaculated the Knave of Hearts, taking Old Mother Hub: bard in his arms so cuddenly that the boneless dog bounced to the fioor and rolled away. “Fol de rol, darling, I'll risk all the bad luck in the world in marrying you if you'll have me! Compared with the fact that I love you and you say you love me—why, the charm business deosn’t cut any figure at all!” At that instant came Wilbert Lan- sing of mortar and pestle fame; the Fates had decreed that he was to be Elsie's future spouse and he was eager to find her and press his sult once more. He was rather superstl- tious himself and the signs were au- spiclous for him. Through the shielding palms he caught one glimpse of the Knave of Hearts and Old Mother Hubbard and he lost his belicf in signs at once. As he turned away he saw the fat, stuffed, woolly dog of Mother Hub- bard lying at his feet. With a well directed kick he sent the poor beast flylng across the floor, whence it bounded into the fountain and bLobbed serenely around among the startled goldfish. “Nothing in charms!" muttered Wilbert Lansing as he stalked gloom- ily home. Cat's Long Walk to Old Home. The story of a notable journey of & cat from Kingston, Surrey, England, to its former home at Glastonbury, in Somersetshire, a distance of about 133 miles, is now told by an astonished correspondent. In April last a cat, mottled gray and described as half Persian in breed, was sent from Glastonbury, where it had been reared, to the ma- tron of the Kingston Nursing home. 1t was sent in a packing case drilled with alir holes and obviously the ani- mal had no opportunity of marking the points of its journey. Soon after arrival at Kingston the cat was lost, and despite the most diligent search- ing. no trace of it could be found. The matron of the nursing home has now recelved a letter from Glaston- bury stating that the cat has found its way back to its old home. It arrived emaciated and foot-sore and appar- ently had walked the whole of the 133 miles. The letter describes the cat on its arrival as “a mere shadow of its for- mer self” and expresses the belief that althoagh terribly weak through its wanderings, it can be nursed back to a healthy condition. to be her future mate. The melted lead when dropped in cold water took | shape as a mortar and pestle. much ! to the secret satisfaction of Wilbert lansing, who was a wholesale drug- gist and who interpreted the signs 1o wean that his long and heretotore hopeless wooing of Elsie Hilyer was to have a successful ending. Arthur Beckman was an architect and a mor- | His Future Plans. She was a lady visitor to the prisen, kindly and well meaning, and as she chatted with a burglar who had been | o4 | sentenced to six months’ imprisonment | she thought she detected signs of re-i‘ form in him “And now.” she said, any plans for the future, on the expia- and fair little Susie Agnew there was small doubt that his chestnut was It Fate decreed that Elsie’s hero and Susie were to away for all the signs were against Of course they tried the mirror “have vyou| Dr. Leland O. Howard, who coined the term, “typhoid fly,” and aroused universal interest in the crusade against these dangerous pests, holds the distinction of being the only American on the international agri- cultural committee. He is an expert on insects in the department of agri- culture, and it is largely due to his scientific investigations that the world became acquainted with the de- vastating boll weevil and the gipsy moth. In leading scientific societies of the world he is an honored mem- ber, but he can do other things be sides investigate bugs. He likes golf, plays a rattling game of bil- llards, is learned in music, and fairy devours books. In politics he would ’ Many-8ided Scientist. CORRALLING THE ENGINE. l »Can you run an engine?” asked | Pat, a roundhouse workman, of the| yardmaster. “No,” he answered; “Can Oi run an engine!"” sniffed | Pat in derision. “If there's any-! thing Oi'd rather do all day it is to run an engine. Huh! Can Oi run an engine!” “Suppose,” suggested the yard- master, “you run that engine into' the house.” } “All right, Oi kin do that same.': pat blufted, and he climbed intd the | cab, looked the ground over, spat ou1 his hands, grabbed the biggest h::m-l “can you?" | be termed a “good mixer,” baving the rare ahi'ity to fraternize with all classes. J.W.ELLIS «Real Estate Agent... City and Country Property; Im- proved and Unimproved Orange Groves a Specialty: WE HAVE SOME OF THE FINEST TRUCK LAND IN FLORIDA Room 1, Raymondo Bullding. Phone 309. ” G entry Undertaking Co Successors to Angle Undertaking Co. :: EMBALMERS AND FUNERAL DIRECTORS. 'Phones: day or night, 245. S. L. A. CLONTS DEALER IN Real Estate CITY AND COUNTRY PROPERTY— SOME FINE BARGAINS, Office in Clonts’ Building. AN INVESTMENT Lakenland Highlands Will Prove Profitable. We have sub-divided our prop- erty in Lakeland Highlands, centering around Banana, Scott and Seward lakes into Bungalow lots and ten-acre tracts. We are developing this prop- erty as a high class resort: we have sold a large portion of this property to people of means in the northern states, who will build beautiful homes and plant grapefruit, orange and tanger- ine groves on their holdings. A number of sales have been made to residents of Polk county, who realize the investment op- portunity and who further de- sire to take advantage of the pleasure and social features of this high class Club Colony. The Elevation of Lakeland Highlands is 300 feet abuve sea level. The panoramic views are unsurpass- ed in Florida. The land is roll- ing and naturally drained. The climate is pure and invigorating and there are no mosquitoes nor malaria at Lakeland Highlands. The improvements now under construction, consist of a mag- nificent Country Club House, Spanish Mission style of archi- tecture, school and chapel, boat houses, stables and garage. A golf course is now being planned in addition to many oth- er out door and indoor amuse. ments. The approximate cost to be $25,000. With the above improvements and developments it is obvious that property values in this sec- tion will increase very rapidly during the wext few years. An investment made now, at i| the present iow pries and easy {] terms, should yic'd very hand- some commercial returns. It would not be surprising to see this property double in value during the next two years. The social and health advan- tages at Lakeland Highlands will be worth the amount of your in- vestment. dle he could see and pulled it valde, open. Zip! she went into the roundhouse. Pat saw the bumpers ahead, and guessing what would hap- pen, reversed the lever clear back. Out she went—in again—out again. Then the yardmaster yelled: *“I thought you said you could run an engine!” But Pat had his answer “Ol had her in three times. didn't you shut the door?” King's “Fake” Gold Plate. The first point of interest is sug- gested by the title of the volume, “The Gold and Silver of Windsor Castle.” Whenever a royal banquet at Windsor or Buckingham palace i3 described in the newspapers the writ- | er says that “the sideboards were adorned with the famous gold plate.” In point of fact, there are only three pleces of gold plate in the Windsor collection, two of them a small salver ten and one-half inches in diameter and a cup and cover nine and one- half inches high, both dating from the first year of George IV, and it is a, melancholy fact that the former was made from a number of gold snuff boxes presented to the Duke of York by various citles and by the Univer- | sity of Oxford. All the rest of the “gold” plate is really silver gilt, and Mr. Jones' book brings out the curious fact that most of the gilding, even of the silver pleces that had been made a century or two earller, was done by George IV's goldsmiths, Rundell and Bridge.—London Times. ready Why LAKELAND Wednesday MORAL. ENTERTAINING axD SIIOWS 25 YEARS OF HONEST DEALING EVERY LINE OF INSURANCE Carried With the Best Companies P. E. CHUNN Successor to’ Johnson and Cannon. Suite 7, Raymondo Building OOREDOCOC 43000 FOR HOT DRINKS CENTRAL PHARMACY Open after the Shows THIS WEEK oy Hot Chocolate Our Own Brand “QUALITY” Hot Beef with Celery Hot Beef Bouillon Hot Tomato Bouillun Hot Malted Clams SMOKE 66 b/ b2/ Inman’s Blunts A Strictly Union Hand Made Cigar. Look for the Blue Label on every box ' Made by C.INMAN Lakeland, Florids Nov. 20 INSTRU(TIVE. HOW THAT NEVER BROKE A PROMISE. WITH THE PUBLIC. 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