Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 29, 1912, Page 6

# 8UYS AND SELLS Ri".AL ESTATE, ORANGE GROVE PROPER- TY A SPECIALTY. > Raymondo Building. Are you satisfied with your-NIT RESULTS of last year? Unkept Tesolutions weaken you; DOING what you determine to do will build your ‘character. Bring the mon:y you have in your pocket to our bank RIGHT NOW, and begin the year semsibly by starting to SAVE aad GET AHEAD. If you do, one year from today you will thank us. Saving oaly 25 cents a day—3$7.50 a month—and interest will amount to over ELEVEN HUNDRED DOLLARS in 10 years. FIRST NATIONAL BAN LAKELAND Under Control of U. 8. Government. GROCERIES We Carry NothingBut Absolutely Fresh Stock All the lime <) Our Goods Are Right. .. Our Prices Are Right . ... And You Will Be Right If You Buy Your Groceries —of ——- W.P. PILLANS & CO. Mayes Grocery Company Wholesale Grocers HAY : GRAIN : AND : FEED We sell all kinds of Crate Materal and Ship- ping Hampers. A few cars of Shingles at COST to close. IDEAL FERTILIZERS Always on Hand. | We Solicit Orders From Nearby Merchants MAYES GROCERY COMPANY ‘Lakelan t, il —— - THE LEVENING ‘| him, fELEGRAM | FRANCES BOYD CALHOUN (Copyright, by Relly & Brition Goy_ | (Continued frem page 2.) | box, “I don't bhelieve 1 want noner yo candy.” he said, scowling darkly, “I | reckon you likes him better ‘'n me any- | how, don't yon?" i “1 love you dearly,” she replied. The child stood in front of her and | lonked her squarely in the eye.' Ilis little form was drawn to its full, proud Lieight, his soft, fair cheeks were flush- ed, his big, beautiful gray eyes looked | somber and sud. | : “Is you in love with that red. | headed Maurice Richmond, an’ jes' a- | foolin' 0 me?" he asked with dig- | nity, | A bright flush dyede*erimson young lady’s pretty face, g | | She put her arm around the childish, | graceful fignre and drew the little bny* to the sofa beside her, “Now, honey, you mustn't be silly.” | she said, gently, “yon are my o\vn,i' dear, little sweetheart.” “An’ 1 reckon he's yo' own, dear, hig sweetheart,” said the jealous Billy. | “Well, all | got to say is this-here: 1t he's a-goin' to come to see you ev'y day then I ain't never comin’ no mo'. He's been a-carryin’ on his foolishness ‘hout ‘s long as | can stand it. You got to choose ‘tween us right this min- ute: he comes down here mos' ev'y day, he's tuck you drivin' more'n fifty hunderd times, an’ ho® give you all the candy you can stuff.” . “He is ot the only one who comes to see me,” she said smiling down at “Jimmy comes often and Len Hamner and Will Reid. Don’t you want them to come?" “Don’t nobody pay no ‘tention to Jimmy,” he replied contemptuously; “he ain't nothin’ but a baby, an' them other mens can come if you wants ‘em to; but,” said Billy, with a lover's un- erring intuition, “I ain't a-goin’ to stand for that long-legged, sorrel-top Maurice Richmond a-trottin’ his great big carkiss down here ev'y minute, | wish Aunt Minerva'd let me put on long pants tomorrer so's we could git married.” He caught sight of a new ring sparkling on her finger. “Who give you that ring?" he ask-| ed sharply. “A little bird brought it to me," shei said, trying to speak gayly and blush- ing again. l the | “A big red-neaded peckerwood,” said Billy savagely. “Maurice loves you, too"—she hoped to conciliate him; “he says you are the brightest kid in town.” “Kid," was the scornful echo, *‘cause he's 80 big and tall, he's got to call me a kid. Well, he'd jes' a-wastin’' hi'self lovin' me; I don't like him an’ I ain’t a-goin’ to never like him, an’ soon’s I put on long pants he’s got to get "bout the worses’ lickin’ he ever did see. “Say, does you kiss him like you does me?" he asked presently, look- ing up at her with serious, unsmiling face. She hid her embarrassment in a flugh. “Don’t be foolish, Billy,"” she replied. “I'l bet he's kissed you more'n fifty hundred times.” “There's Jimmy whistling for you,” said Miss Cecilia. “How do you two boys make that peculiar whistle? 1 would recognize it anywhere.” “Is he ever kiss you yet?” asked the child. “lI heard that you and Jimmy whipped Ed Brown because he imi- tated your own particular whistle. Did you?” “How many times is he kiss you?" asked Billy. The young girl put her arm around hit and tried to nestle his little body against her own. “I'm too big, anyway, for your real sweetheart,” she sald. “Why, by the time you are large enough to marry 1 should be an old maid. You must have Frances or Lina for your sweetheart.” “An’ let you have Maurice!” he sneered. | little pages at the wedding, and wear | to be enthusiastic and arouse his in- | terest; “and Lina and Frances can be | little flower-girls and we'll have such chair | wife I can find, so when i your head, while she sings to you.” | down the stays and trying to hook LAK ELAND, FLA., JANUARY 29, 1912 time,” he cried, “an’ me a-lovin’ you! better'n anybody 1 ever see sence I's born? An’ you a Sunday-schoo! teach- er? I ain’t never a-goin’ to trus’ no- body no mo’. Good-by, Miss Cecilia.” She caught his hand and held it fast. “I want you and Jimmy to be my dear little white satin suits all trimmed with gold braid"—she tried a beautiful wedding.” “Jimmy an’ Lina an’ Frances can be all the pages an’ flowergirls an’ brides an’ grooms they wants to, but you can’t rope me in,” he scornfully replied. “I's done with you an’ I ain't never goin' to have me mo’' sweet: heart long 's I live.” CHAPTER XVIII, Closer Than a Brother. It was a bad, rainy day. Jimmy and dilly were playing in Sarah Jane's cubin, she, however, being in happy ignorance of the fact Her large stays, worn to the preaching the night | iefore, were hanging on the back of a “Ain't T glad I don't have to wear no corset when I puts on long pants?” remarked Billy, pointing to the article, “Ain't that a big one? It's twice 's big 's Aunt Minerva's.” “My mamma wears a big co'set, | 100,” said Jimmy; “I like fat wom- ans ‘nother sight better 'n lean ones. Miss Minerva's 'bout the skinniest woman they is; when I get married I'm going to pick me out the fattest you set in her lap at night for her to rock you io sleep you'll have a soft place to put “The major—he's mos' plump enough for two,” said Billy, taking them around him. “It sho’ is big,” he said; “I berlieve it's big 'nough to go 'round both of us."” “Le's see if 't ain't,” was the other boy's ready suggestion, He stood behind Billy and they put the stays around both little bodies, while, with much squeezing and gig- gling, Billy hooked them safely up the front. The boys got in front of Sarah Jane's one lookingglass and danced about laughing with glee. “We're like the twinses what was growed together like mamma read me ‘bout,” declared the younger child. Presently they began to feel un- comfortable, especially Jimmy, whose fat, round little middle was tightly compressed. “Here, unhook this thing, Billy, and le's take her off," he sald. “I'm ‘bout to pop open.” “All right,” agreed his companion. He tugged and pulled, but could get only the top and bottom hooks un- clasped; the middle ones refused to budge. “l can't get these-here hooks to come loose,” Billy said. Jimmy put his short, fat arms around him and tried his hand, but with no better success. The stays were such a snug fit that the hooks seemed elued. “We §ho' 15 w a fix," said Billy gloomily; “look like God all time let- tin’ us git in trouble.” “You think of more fool stunts to do, William Hill, than any boy they is,” cried the other; “you all time want to get us hooked up in Sarah Jane’s corset and you all time can't get nobody loose. What you want to get us hooked up in this thing for?" “You done it yo'self,” defended the boy in front with rising passion. “8Squeeze in, Jimmy; we jes’ boun' to git outer this ‘fore somebody finds | it out.” He backed the other child close to the wall and pressed so hard against him that Jimmy screamed aloud and | began to pound him on the head with his chubby fists. Billy wouid not submit tamely to any such treatment. He reached his hand behind him and gave the smaller boy’s cheek a merciless pinch. The fight was on. The two little boys, laced up tightly as they were in a| stout pair of stays, pinched and scratched, and kicked and jerked. Suddenly Billy, leaning heavily against Jimmy, threw him flat on his back and fell on top of him. Bennie Dick, sitting on the floor, ! bad up to this time watched the pro ceedings with an interested eye; now, thinking murder was being commit- ted, he opened his big, red mouth and | emitted a howl that could be heard; half & mile. It immediately brought | his mother to the open door. When | she saw the children equirming on| the floor in her only corset, her indig: | nation knew no bounds. “You, Jimxy Garner, an’ you, too, William Hill, yuh little imps o’ Satan, She stopped to lay her flushed | What you doin’ in my bouse? Didn't cheek against his own. “Honey,” she softly said, “Maurice and I are going to be married soon; I love him very much and I want you to love him {00.” He pushcd her roughly from him. “An’ you (s’ ‘ceived § ! yo' mammy tell you not to tamper wid me no mo’? Git up an’ come here an’ lemme git my co'set off o’ yuh.” Angry as she was, she could not keep from laughing at the sight they rresented, as, with no gentle hand, ‘e unclasped the hooks and released | dience in her intense absorption of | her subject. | she can’t read de writin' on de tomb- their imprisoned bodies. “Billy all time—" began Jimmy. “Billy all time nothin’,” said Sarah Jane, “’tain’t no use fo' to try to lay dis-here co'set business onto Billy; | glow an’ she might nigh rux both o' yuh is ekally in it. An' me|off, twell she happen to I a-aimin’ fo' to go to three fun’els dis m?‘. a Hardshell Bupri. ., 3 she got a little white lamb ... he grabe; an' de nex’ py.: .. did n’t have nothin’ much gueese him f'om de res’ '¢. week an’ a baptizin' on Sunday.| powepful slow, so she foat o S'pose vy’ all 'd bruck one o’ de splints, | «apdpin an’ sot it on him how'd 1 look a-presidin’ at a fun'el| am a pretty sight jes’ m‘ 4 ‘thout nare co’'set on, an’ me shape’| puryin’ groun’ an’ look at like what I is?” by side; an’ now she got “Who's dead, Sarah Jane?” asked | tlejohn to add to de res’ He Jimmy, hoping to stem the torrent of | est one what's got er patct her wrath. kers so she gwine to put a “Sis’ Mary Ellen's las’ husban’,| cat on he’ grabe. Yes, Lorad Brudder Littlejohn—dat’ a-who,” she | think could pearten’ a wiq:, ' replied, somewhat mollified at his in-| hit would be jes’' to know ., terest. could go to de grabeyard an; “When did he die?"—Jimmy pursued | want to an’ look at da: his advantage. c’llection an’ tell ’zactly “He got 'way f'om here 'bout moon- | which.” down las’ night,” she replied, losing Sarah Jane stopped for Lr. i o, sight of her grievance in his flatter- ing interrogations. “You know Sis’ Littlejohn, she been married goin' on five times. Dis-here 'll make fo' gen- tlemans she done buriet an' dey ain't nobody can manage a fun'el like she kin; 'pears like hit jes come natchel to her. She sho’ is done a good part by ebry single hushan' too, an’ she 's figgerin’ to outdo all the yuthers wid Brudder Littlejochn’s co'pse.” Sarah Jane almost forgot her little au- Billy hastened to inquire “Who else is dead, Sur:: “*Tain’'t nobody else de: knows on, but my two coy ‘rible low; one 's got a Le: lung an' de yuther 's gor on de brain, an’ 1 ‘lows i drap off 'twix' now an' s ra.” Her eyes rolled arony pened to light on her « once returned to her g1 “An’ sposin’ I had n't here when I did? I'd o ¢ to my own cousins’ fun¢l co'set, Y' all gotta go rizi mamas an’' Miss Minerva - ute. I low dey 'll set:l. Don't y' all know dat L meddlers?” “She say to me dis morn- , ‘Marri'ge am a loti'ry, Sis | Ileddinfiel’, but | sho' is drawed some han'some prizes. She got ‘em all laid out side by side in de buryin’ groun’ wid er little imige on ebr)mI grabe; an’ Sis Mary Ellen, seein’ as i in', she s stones, she got a diff'unt little animal (Contitued a-settin’ on eb'ry head res’ so's she kin tell which husban’ am whick. Her fus’ husban’ were all time a-hunt- | in’, s0 she got a little white marble 4 patridge a-restin’ on he' head, an’ hit | In 8 New York o am a mighty consolement to a po’ | Preture of Dow Pei: widda 'oman fo’ to know dat she can | €¢Ving a delexation tell de very minute her eyes light on | Pliladcluhin on the .. er grabe which husban’ hit am. Her Part it the elosing cors secon’ man he got er mighty kinky, | Ctrtvumial EVORILICH. 2 woolly head an’ he mighty meek. so @™"" tn the group wors Day of the High Ten e T S I e e s e Visit the FLORIDA HIGHLANDS C0.'S LANDS at Dundee. Tria leaves Lakeland at 7:10 a. m., Motday, Wednesday and Friday ok 10,000 acres of choice fruit lands to select from. 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