Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 25, 1912, Page 6

i - *HE EVENING fELEGRAM LAl ELAND, FLA.,, JANUARY 25, 1912. STATE STATL. LUTS AND SELLS REAL E ORANGE GROVE PROPER. T{ A S2ICIALTY. . it wni! come in han _)'.fome da ay Are you satisfied with your NET RESULTS of last year? Unkep resolutions weaken you; DOING what you deteimine to do will build your character. Bring the mon:y you have in your pocket to our bank RIGHT NOW, and begin sensibly stariing to l\y SAVE and GET AHEAD. If you do, one year from teday you will thank us. Saving only 25 cents a day—3$7 50 a mouth-—and interest amount to over ELEVEN HUNDRED DOLLARS in 10 years. FIRST NATIONAL BANK| LLAKELAND U:der Control of U. S. Government. IR R I XS (TR GO e en. o 1n o FOR SALE Timber, Turpentine, (:ut-over lands cnolce t,olllllatlol Tracts at Low Prices, "Florida Homes and Groves on High Rolling Land, Situated on Beautiful Lakes, Paying Straw- berry and Trucking Farms. @ 0 LR N) L1 ane WITH 38 YEARS EXPERIENCE WITH FLORIDA SOILS, CROPS AND CITRUS GROVES. WE GUARANTEE ALL PROPERTY JUST AS REPRE SENTED BY US. t 9 tne FOR RELIABLE INFORMATION SEE Ohlinger @ § Alfield Opposite New Depot, FLORIDA. Mayes Grocery Company Wholesale Grocers E————————————— HAY : GRAIN : AND : FEED We sell all kinds of Crate Materal and Ship- ping Bampers. A few cars of Shingles at COST to close. IDEAL FERTILIZERS Always on Hand. We Solicit Orders From Nearby Merchants MAYES GROCERY COMPANY Lakeland. Florida \nl { never play, (Copyright, by Rellly & Britton Co.) (Continued from page 2.) time. She telled Sarah Jane to ‘tend to me and Sarah Jane's asleep. I hear her snoring. Ain't we glad there ain't no grown folks to meddle? Can't we have fun?” “What'll we play?” asked F'rancel. who had deliberately stepped in a mud puddl” on the way, and splashed mud all over herself, “let's make mud pies.” “Naw, we ain't a-going to make no mud pies,” objected Jimmy. “We can | make mud pies all time when grown folks 'r* looking at you.” “Let's play sumpin’ what we ain't sense we's born,” put in dmother won't miss 1e's reading a very ]Il)]‘(‘ aran * yvelled Jimmy; ' Injun.” wis received 5 [nl wn Inj i never with i Lox of red swff itoshe puts on her face hen sho ws 1o card partics, er opuis none onow ! 1o “ Afd, 1 can run home and get the box ¢ us red like Injuus,” id mother has @& Lox of paint, too,” “T ain’t never see Aun inerva put no ved stufl on her f warked Lilly, disappointed]y “Miss Minerva, she don’t nevor Jet til jor < ¢ 1o & r, nor 2o to no card n " axs plained the younwop goes 1o tie Ald wiiere ain't no | men, and you don’t hatter pui no rod | on your face at the Aid. We'll et you have me ol our paint, Pilly, My mama's got "bout a million diti"ent kinds.” “We got to have pipes,” was I'rane ces's next suggestion, “My papa's got Nw s,” boasted Jimmy, ‘em to the office, I spec’. “Father has a meerschaum.” “Aunt Minerva ain’'t got no pipe.” “Miss Minerva's 'bout the curiousest weman they is,” said Jimmy; “she ain’t got nothing a tall; she ain't got no paint and she ain't got no pipe.” “Ladies don't use pipes, and we can do without them anyway,” said Lina, “but we must have feathers; all Indians wear feathers.” “I'll get my mama’s duster,” said Jimmy. “Me, too,” chimed in Frances. ‘bout “but he got Here Billy with flying colors «amo' to the fore and redeemed Miss Miner va's waning reputation. “Aunt Minerva's got a great, big buncher tu'key feathers an' I can git ‘em right now,” flew into the house and was back in a few seconds. “IWe must have blankets, of course,” said Lina, with the air of one whose word is law; “mother has a genuine Navajo.” “I got a little bow'narruh what Santa Claus bringed me,” put in Jim- my. “We can use hatchets for tomas hawks,” continued the little girl. “Come on, Frances; let us go home and get our things and come back here to dress up. Run, Jimmy, get vour things! You,' too, Billy!" she commanded. The children ran breathlessly to their homes necarby and collected the different articles necessary to trans- form them into prescntable Indians, Thm soon returned, Jimmy dump- | a million | and the little boy | ! "How we goin’ to make these feath- "ers stick?” asked Billy. They were in a dilemma tiil the re- source: Y Jimmy came to the rescue. “Wait a minute,” he cried, “I'll be .back 'fore you can say ‘Jack Robin- son".” He rolled over the fence and was back in a few minutes, gleefully hold- ing up a bottle. “This muc-lage 'l make 'em stick,” he panted, almost out of breath, Lina assumed charge of the head- dresses. She took Billy first, rubbed the mucilage well into his sunny curls, and filled his head full of his aunt’s turkey feathers, leaving them to stick i out awkwardly in all directions and at all angles. Jimmy and Frances, afier robbing their mothers’ dusters, were similarly decorated, and last, Lina, herself, was tastefully arrayed by the combined efforts of the other three. 2 At last all were in readiness. Billy, regardless of consequences, had pinned his aunt’s newest grey Hlanket around him and was viewing, with satisfied admiration, its long length trailing on the grass *behind him; Lina had her mother's treasured Navajo blanket draped around her gravorul little figure; Frances, after pulling the covers off of several beds and finding nothing to suit her fanci- ful taste, had snatched a gorgeous ¢ilkk afghan from the leather couch in the library. It was an expensive uffair of intricate pattern, delicate stitches, and Dbeautiful embroidery with a purple velvet border and a yel- low satin lining. She had dragged one corner of it through the mud pud- dle place. Jimmy wi red blanket, carrying s glorious in a bright his little bow to be the Injun chief, vian chiel, 100," “1 el vou what, Jin ‘vou be name’ Indgian, “you all time trying to 'suade “He can't be name' a cow,"—Billy | now entered the discussion-—"'cause he ain't no girl. Why don't you be name' ‘Settin’ Steer'? Is ‘steer’ gen- teel, Lina?" he anxiously inquired. “Yes, he can be named ‘Sitting Stecr',” she granted. Jimmy agreeing to the compromise, peace was once more restored. “Frances and Lina got to be the squashes——"' he began, “It isn't ‘squashes,’ it I8 ‘squaws, corrected Lina. “Yes, 'tis squashes too,” perslaled Jimmy, “‘cause it's in the Bible’and ,Mlu Cecilia 'splained it to me and she's 'bout the high-steppingest ‘splainer they is. Me and Billy is the chiefs,” he shouted, capering around, “and you and Frances is the squashes and got to have papooses strop’ your back.” “Bennie Dick can be a papoose,” suggested Billy. it 1 got to have a nigger papoose strapped to my back;” crled an in- dignant Frances. to your own back, Billy."” that little Indian. “We can have our dolls for papoos- es,” said Lina, going. to the swing where the dolls had been left. Billy pulled a plece of string from his pock- to their mothers’ backs. tread, headed by Sitting Steer, the children marched back and forth across the Tawn Tn Indian fie. { So absorbed were they in playing | and torn a big rent in another ! is pentcel Ccause folks milk | [rem | “Naw, 1 ain't going to be nam¢’ !nn cow, neither,” retorted the little | somebody to be name’ ‘Setting Cow"."” | to | “I'm not going to be a Injun squash | “You can strap him | “But T ain't no squash, objected | et and the babies were safely strapped i \With stately what a mess Billy’s done got us in; he all time got to perpose someping to get chillens in trouble and he all time got to let grown folks ketch ‘em.” “Aren't you ashamed to tell such a story, Jimmy Garner?” cried Frances. “Billy didn’t propose any such thing. “'Tain’t no use to runm,” advised I Jimmy. “They're too close and done already see us. We boun’ to get what's coming to us anyway, so you might jus' as well make 'em think you ain't ‘fraid cf '’em, Grown folks got to all time think little boys and girls 'r’ skeered of 'em, anyhow.” “Aunt Minerva'll sho’ put me to bed this time,” said Billy. “Looks like ev'y day I gotter go to bed.” “Mother will make me sludy the catechism all day tomorrow,” said Lina dismally. “Mama'll lock me up in the little closet under the stairway,” said Fran- ces “My mama’ll gimme 'bout a million licks and try to take all the hide off o' me,” said Jimmy; “but we done had a heap of fun.” It was some hours later. Billy's aunt had ruthlessly clipped the turkey |f9aahcrs from his head, taking the hair off in great patches. She had then boiled his scalp, so the little boy thought, in her efforts to remove the mucilage. Now, shorn of his locks and of some of his courage, the child was sitting quietly by her side, listen- ing to a superior moral lecture and indulging in a compulsory heart-to- heart talk with his reiative. “I don't sce that it does you I any i Visit the TLORIDA HIGEIA | leaves Lakeland at 7:10 a. m., 1onday, Wednesdar ! 10,000 acres of clioice {ruit lands to Ini :d Takes, in Polk County, acres at Dundee is [ COM TED UP: windations. Lakeland Rerresentatives: ot | OHLINGER autisnl Lake Front Villa Lots wa For printed matter and plats acdress our Lakeland «.. W..W.'Shepard, Secretary Ilorida Highlands (o, Winter Haven. Florida good, William, to put ve “I don’ see as it do n. Billy. “I can not whip vou- tionally opposed to (o, ment for children.” “I's "posed to it too," 1, as “I belleve T will hire ; g that I may devote my ¢y, .Evm"' your training. : i) This prospect for ¢ not appeal to her neph. contrary it filled him w: ! “A husband ‘d be ; handier,” he declared “he'd be a heap mo’ 'con cook, Aunt Minerva. Major—" “You will never make » of yourself, William, prove.” The child looked uy & 1 | tonishment; this was - knew of his being desoyi ¢ ministry, “A preacher whau 0 begn " agrey i congtiy the Titure gy On t lamy, .45-}‘ sigh With energ 10 you'y There's 1) reach | iup mourners?” he suid ‘lin-lnw. Me ai® Wilke < coln—" “How many times 14 the wish not to have negro's name into th she impatiently inte: “I don’ perzacily % swered good humore hunderd, 1 reckon Minerva, I ain't goi er. \When i puts of goin' 10 be a Cont kill ‘bout fifty i Injuns, like my M NDS C0.'S LARDS an endorsement | ON EVERYWI! ool will son & ALFIL D Opposit LDV We can’t please every one, try try to please YOU. N N al e R 3 ‘ Hot Chocolate IFITS DRUGS YOU WANT, LAKE PHARMACY Something to Refresh and lnvig- orate you in Chilly Weather . Tomato Bullion and othet Delicious Drinks PHONE 42 as hard as we may. bt et Quick Delivery. It} Clam Bullion THE WHITE PHONE 62 Everything in Drugs of Courst | HENLEY & HENLEY DRUG STORE LAKELAND, FLORDA T B o e Pt g his load over the fence and tum- bling after; and the happy quartette sat down on the grass in Miss Miner va's yard. First the paint boxes were opened and generously shared with Billy, as with their handkerchiefs they spread thick layers of rouge over their | L . "jived in West Covington was | charming, bright, mischievous little| faces. ¢ The feather decoration was next in order. Indian that they Torgot the fiight of | time until their chief suddenly stopped, all his brave valor gone as he pointed with trembling finger up the street. That part of the Ladies’ Ald Sociefy bearing down upon them. “Yonder's our mamas and Miss | Minerva,” he whispered. “Now look To Burn Paper. | ‘There are times when there are | bundles of old papers to be burned. following is the method which will avert danger of the chimney catching fire: Make tight rolls of all the papers and fasten them with pieces of soft wire—broomstick wire will do. They will then form a kind of a log and burn slowly without a flame. The rolls may be made of any size and ' | several of them burnt together. ——____—____/ This is dangerous in a grate fire. The | Realism in Babty °” et “a great deal poked at the reaiis’: says a New York | must be confessed * has been g'ven | there recent picture of an a Chicazo man, &7 | of all the det | ing up we nezzar' in ti | characters."—Liryit