Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, December 2, 1911, Page 7

e : ] Your pearance depends just as much on Yyour complexionason the style of your gowns and hats. All your Spring finery Wil lose its attractiveness 1 vou have not a fresh, fair implexion to go with it. We do a large trade in et requisites, because i preparations never fail i llent resultsand [§ =1 goilet Cream » most popular Jdlent toilet requi- 1. Addlicatecleanserand t, very cffectivein all cases i rouzhness and redness of the skin, chapped and lips, cold sores, cte. Free from rapidly absorbed. Scld with the Ter bottle, antee Rexi ake Pharmacy when Jifes December: (omes, and Come 1f must our' money will be a Jure Worm sriend N As a man grows older his earning power dwindles away. $o THE SAFE THING to do is to BANK money while ydung manhood lasts, and earning power is great. COMFORT late in life can come only from ECONOMY early in life. Let OUR Bank be YOUR Bank. We Pay 4 Per Cent. on Savings Accounts. first National Bank Lakeland Under Control of U. 8. Government. Job Printing 0\\'1.\'(; to the enlargement of our newspaper and publishing business, ! s been necessary to move The News Job Office p-stairs where it will be found in Rooms Tand 12, Kentucky Building, in the com- ittent charge of Mr. G. J. Williams. For ‘"ything that can be printed, if you want “i best work at the right prices. call on Mr Williams, The News Job Office Rooms 11 and 12 (upstairs) Kentucky Building. YOPQPQPQEOP QPP APAPAY OO QPO OPAPAPOHEQ OFOHO$O PO Q e —— Necklet Ry lsola Forvester 1 of the major. He was glorious morning—with me?" He came up to the pony. and stroked its velvet nose gently. “l cannot, dear, this morning There's trouble over at the camp. :!lne man has lost his squaw's neck- et.” nably obstinate over these things. It vey miraculous pow to its sesgor. The last chief therefore his d: iter Kept it, | married the medicine man.” “And he “Theveby acquired part of the gift. Broken Iow has been trying to ex plain it to me. The whole tribe is up in arms over it. It that the woman's cousin, brave named Flying Fox. Las stolen it. and will rally the tribe against is “Aren’t they just like children?” “Hardly mals that rush paniestricken into un- known danger. This foolish necklet affair may bring on a tribal war, and already the colonel has ordered me out to settle it, with force if need be." “And you cannot ride?” her shoulder as she let the pony go. rode, choosing the river road as her favorite. The post lay in the valley. and she loved the trails that led over the farlying buttes up to the purple reaches of the foothills. Mile after Her Compartion Waited. white and yellow houses of the post on the plain. There was water at a certain turn, Vivien remembered, and she wanted a drink berself. As she reached the pool she slipped from the saddle, giving the pony its chance to drink first. The nolse of other hoofs beating up the opposite path startled her, and instinctively she| drew her own pony back from the| water into the shelter of the trees. They were both Indians. She knew that as soon as she saw their rough, ungraceful ponies. One was a wo- man, and she was young. She slipped from her saddle before her pony came to a full stop, let It go free and scrambled up the bank above the drinking pool. while her companion waited Vivien watched, holding her breath, one hand over the pony's nose. The squaw bent over the stump of a light- ning-blasted pine tree, remained for perhaps a minute and returned, mounting In silence, and both depart. ed as they had come. “Well, upon my word!"” sald Vivien with the calm assurance of a Ver mont girl. born and bred. “I think you are up to some mischief, my Minnehaha Stand steady a minute, Belle.” She went up to the pine stump and reached down into its hollow. There were dry leaves, and beneath small rocks, freshly placed there, but under both her hand came in contact with something foreign, something sharp | and queer to the touch. She lifted it , out, held it up to the light and gave | & quick gasp of amazement. Then, | returning, she turned about and made ! for the post It was midafterncon before she | reached the post, too late to stop the ! | detachment that bad already started for the reservation to head off thej | war parties. Signal fires must not| | be lighted that night on distant hills| | or by morning there would be open | war and bloodshed. When Vivien ar- | is (Copyright, Ml by Assoclated Literasy Press.) , Vivien reined in her pony at sight | visibly dis- turbed. She could see that from his troubled. uneasy gaze as he watched the stumbling, ungainly figure of old | Broken Bow pass down the road that led from the post to the reservation. “Now what?" called Vivien, anx- lously. “Aren't you going to ride this Broken Bow tells me that their medi- “Lost what?" laughed Vivien. “How interesting!" “It may become more so. They are very superstitious, and most abomi- is a necklet of elk teeth and eagle claws, a sacred afiair that has been | handed down from chief to chief for | generations, and is supposed to con- ! pos- | had no son. ! and ! belfeved | a young | the peaceful rule of old Broken Bow." More like frightened an!- | mile the pony cantered, untll the| FLED FROM CONGO CANNIBALS looked llke mere tiny boxes set up Superintendent of Rubber Plantation THE BVENING TELSGRAM LAK ELAND, FLA., DEC. 3, 1911, st0d she thzem ha- bridie te the et widier she mer, and Nmped oward the colonel's quarters, lame and al most dared after her race; but clasped in her hand was the necklet. “Can you ride with me to the res- ervation?" asked the old fellow, ! watching the flushed girl face nar- | rowly. “I ghall need you.” ! “l could ride anywhere now.” she: sald. | Fifteen minutes later, on a fresh borse. she rode with the colonel and | escort straight out toward the reser- vation. | “Whoever carries that necklet bears power to sway the whole tribe.” the colonel told her. “That brave you | 8aw at the spring must have been Flying Fox himself, but who was the woman? The wife of the medicine | man is over thirty-five. and is fat and | already old.” | *Ob, this girl was voung. and al- most handsome, colonel.” protested | Vivien. “And she wore two eagle} l feathers behind her ear.” “We will find her Whoever Is, she is the thief." It was almost sundown when lho_\‘i came in sight of the tepees of the | 1 resenation. On a small hillock an 1 \ she ‘ arrow’s flight from the entrance to 1 *owere the major and i the going down of nal to Up »the tepees raced on their war ponies tahtly painted il thud of the Iv over the plain ched the main o himselt did the colonel dismonnt poVivian from Ler horse The palloped to meet them, his | and hageard as he realized | wn five | yelli . ! tomion | Not tepae helo | and 1t major | face | their neril | #The truce I colonel,” itdly came until they wher e Prolen ourt ends sundown Le shouted. “It is not sundown yet. my boy.” | gaid the old man, and he kd the way | im0 the tent where Broken Bow waited, with the medicine his wife and the old men of the The chiel returned the colonel's tation gravely “It is too late,” at ribe salu | he said; "1 have “No. Best not venture far your el e sell.” no power to quell them. Flying Fox |« .' ” as hoee acels i g pf, ¢ \l Vivien luughed back at him over has been acelaimed their chief, and rides to light the signal fires to call { Danger? There was no danger, she :h':\ other tribes. 1 have w0 power was sure “)A 1 high wail came from the & me 4 il i ? { J Stralght away from the post she SgEll e | medicine man, and his wife looked at | Vivien, us one women stares at an- other she has never seen. Suddenly she gave a shriek and sprang at the | girl. tearing at the necklet that rested about her throat. Vivien threw off the clinging hands. and held necklet high above her head out reach to the hands of Rroken Bow “The white squaw holds the bal- ance of power in her hands.” sald the old chicl. “Send messengers to say we have the necklet, and the gift re- y turns to our side, not Flying Fox's.” Suddenly Vivien heard a low gasp behind her, and turned to find the girl who had hidden the necklet at the spring. She caught her wrist, and held fast, as she called to the major what she knew of her “It is Evening Star.,” said Broken Bow, sternly, “my own daughter. She had stolen the necklet for him, to glve him victory. What shall her punishment be at the hands of the great white father?’ He looked at the old colonel. and the colonel looked at Vivien, standing beside the major. Aad Vivien, reading the look in the Indian girl’x eyes, gave sen- tence. “Let her be banished with PFlying Fox to the North éountry.” “Thou hast sald,” replied Hroken Bow, but the girl smiled back at Vivien as they led her forth to her exile, and understood of Saw a Cauldron He Feared Might Be for Him, It is not every day that a man ar rives in this town who has looked Into a bolling cauldron which cannibals held in preparation for him. But such a man came here the other day from Antwerpon the Red Star liner Vader- land. He was Emile Van Baelen, a Belglan, who was in charge of a rub ber plantation in the Congo and had the small task of bossing ten thousand blacs men. Mr. Van Baelen knew all about the rubber business, but he wanted to learn something of the mineral treas- ures of the interior of the Dark Con- tinent, so he ventured one day with three servants on an expedition that led two hundred miles from his camp. He found gold and other rich depos- its in the interior, but as he was about to return to camp he was surrounded by a hundred dusky Dongalese, big savages, who consider human flesh a food dellcacy. ‘The servants fled and were captured. Mr. Van Baelen stood his ground, and as the savages approached him bhe drew his revolver and dropped a cou- ple of them. The others were held at bay. Strategy becoming his only hope new, he sald, he raised his hands, and addressing ‘hem in their own tongue declared that he was a white god. The blacks took him a! hic word and inetantly salaamed. He did many things mysterious to the tribe, such as lighting a match and rolling a great stone hy a lever, and suddenly he found himself their adored guest He was invited to sleep in the hut of the king of the tribe. and a feast was prepared for him. Fearing that he might have to sample a part of one of his missing | servants, he escaped in the night and got back to his camp. He is on his war to Mexico to raise coffee | man and the |« Bargains and Bargains Only! | Offered By OHLINGER & ALFIELD v Opposite New Depot NO. 134.—Great bargain in a five-room house, all plastered and newly papered throughout. City water, two porches, two fire places. Three $3,500 houses on same block. Price $1,000, Easy terms. NO. 122.—House of six rooms and hall, newly plastered. Lot 100x140, set to grapefruit and oranges. Fine lake view. Good location, and a very desirable piece of property. $2,400 buys this, $1,600 cash, balance as rent. 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