Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 14, 1912, Page 7

Job Printing —= \ WING to the enlargement of our newspaper and publishing; business, it has been necessary to move The News Job Office up-stairs where it will be found in Rooms 11 and 12, Kentucky Building, in the com- petent charge of Mr. G..J. Williams. For anything that can be printed, |if] you want call on the best work at the] right prices, Mr. Williams, The News Job Office Rooms 11 and 12 (upstairs) Kentucky Building. S DOODDINMOOOOTO: THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAKELAND, FLA., FEBRUARY 14, 1912 Gerber is a bachelor. | bosom friend Fleming suddenly mar- ried a girl unknown to Gerber, mar- ried without the slightest preliminary | warning, Gerber felt hurt. He was in Shanghai when the news reached | him. Smothering his feelings, he ca- bled his congratulations. Then he | wrote, promising to drop in on the » Flemings the ver, first moment he | Janded in Chicago. Mrs. Fleming was anxious to know ! Gerber. She had heard all about the < old school days, the tricks, the sum- | mer evening larks, the swimming hole | and the pasture lot athletics. She felt as though she knew Gerber and | would instantly recognize him, even though Will had no picture of his | chum to show her. | Time went on regardless of matri . mony and triendship. The business in & Shanghai proved long. drawn out. I When a year and a half had passed Fleming had ceased talking about his boyhood days and Gerber's arrival was a misliid hope. Fleming put in all his spare time Fleming, Jr, On the memorable night that Fleming was called away to mother’s, at the other end of the city Fleming was alone with his son an heir, ories. | © The son and heir went to sleep. [ Fleming's pipe was drawing well and | the memories slowly erept out of the ye It was just then that Gerber Mrs, AHOCOIGOIIOGOOS B | walked in. OOBONBIODIDIE e B o - o - e e s S e JUST RECEIVED Full Line Reach’s Base Ball Goods Our 50 cents Book Salec Is Still On Stationery in All Shapes Post Cards 1 cent Each LAKELAND BOOK STORE 1Ol 00 IOOIQIRERIOE DO OO LAKELAND MARBLE AND GRANITE WORKS, I on East Lake Morton, s "(ts the crders of all requiring anything in this line. ate iy \ RS POTATOES BEANS ALL SEEDS 7't send away for such. I have as good as ity and experience can command. N. Y. and tern grown. Some from {other sections crever the best grow. FRESH, PURE, TRUE, RELIABLE Car of Pure Maine Bliss Potatoes & ALSO FERTILIZERS D, B. Dickson OIOPQIQIOIODOIOION | John Edmunds, Prop. The two old friends skimmed briefly over the main events ot their history and er was about to begin on ital experienice when Flemiug | interrupted him. “Just hold on a minute. I'll tele phone Mildred that you are here She's perfectly erazy to know you.” Fleming started for the drug store to telephone. He no sooner had closed the door behind him than a fretful murmur from some corner ot ' the flat caught Gerber's ear. Almost | immediately the lrcuul murmur be came a wail, Gerber, panic-stricken, Jump for his hat, put it on and started to escape. But a blood-curdling roar made him turn desperately toward the noise. A baby! Fleming had a baby! What did one do for a dying intant and where was the fool father? Gerber's knowledge of babies came slowly from the comic pictures in the newspapers. Yon picked them up and walked with them. Gerber tried this with hands. It worked like a charm, Round and round the flat went Ger ber. On the twenty-second round, | just as he swung with graceful stride toward the parlor, the door opened o pt o > OO = < ;5: | at the interior of her home. Gerber surmised that the young woman was Mrs. Fleming. He w sure of it when, with flashing ey with my baby?" Jerber stared helplessly. *I heard | up,” he explained hesitatingly, *Oh, you thought you'd pick him fup!” cried Mrs. Fleming, her mind one gallery of newspaper headlines, pictures of Kidnapers and “black ! hand” murderers, This dark, olive skinned, smooth faced tall man, with | the soft slouch hat— For one awful second Mrs. Flem: | Ing’s heart stopped beating. Then | with lightning swiltness she was at the library table and her hand touched | her husband’s brand new gun. She | pointed it straight at the head of the man, “Put that baby on the couch!” she ordered, Gerber obeyed and then opened his mouth to explain, “Don’t move or make a sound. I'll fire if you do!” commanded the wom- an with the gun. Gerber flushed and stood motion- less, | on his return. A rigid Gerber, a deathly pale wife with a shining new | gun rigidly poised and a sweetly slum- bering infant. “What the—Mildred! What in heaven’s name are you doing with that gun? Put it down! This is Ger- ber. Gerber, you know. I went out to call you up to tell you to come bome and meet him. Your mother said you had just left. I stopped In to get some cigars and—" Gerber began to gurgle something. Mrs. Fleming gave a sudden lurch | and with a “Well! The baby!” crum | pled up on the library table. Fleming gave one look at Gerber | i and then at the sleeping infant, Then | ' I8 sure that he is married to one of the |2 | b threw up his hands. “Gerber, ) clean forgot the kid,” he cried. When his | amusing Willlam | her | his pipe and papers and mems | nearest | made one* shaking | and a natty hatted, gowned and gloved | young woman stood blinking dazedly | she demanmded: “What are you doing ' him crying and I thought I'd pick him | | | Fleming found an interesting tableau FRUIT TREES IN THE POULTRY YARD. | The man who fails to make the| surroundings of his poultry vard at- tractive it not only doing his neigh- bors, his family and his home an iu-; justice, but he is blind toone of the | higgest opportunities connected with Ipoultry raising. Far too often do Wwe see in the poultry run only a bar- ren expanse of sun baked earth, which, even if the debris is kept cleaned away, is an eyesore in its verdant surroundings of lawn or flower beds. A few fruit trees, judiciously planed in the chicken yard, will soon relieve this monotnous and dreary appearance. No poultry run is too small to grow at least one full tre variety, and the average su- !burban or rural yvards will hold a| dozen or more, And listen, Mr. Poultryman! though the aesthetie feature of “peultry-yard-heautiful™ of some al- the ake ur:| may o appeal to your natur: the teg of | yard will | | motice | jord | increased profits from that same make you sit up and take i It is ‘no idle dream nor col- d imazination that frait teees poultey yard will | A0 1o 190 per cent U'\wf recently | il increase the {profits from [ent clivimed inomy hearing that his profins | have up i per cent misiastice poultryman Lone as the creased Nealth and productiveness of Bis flock since he had introduced | frait trees for several reasons, | this particular eas Ladd been identical in ave but in . the trees which ! + form | fand vizor when the change was made, showed a difference in two years that 1 The poultry fonce were ned ze of those in the main orchard; | and 1] they than twice the amount of frait picked from troes in the adjoinimg row outside, The dwart anple Ihave hecom commercially {in some chicken yards, as the su. well suited from these 2iont liitle prodoe- but it is advisable to plant two- year trees on which the main foliage and truit will be ahove the reach of | the chickens, Standard apples do well and the early hearing varicties are to be recommended in the chick en yard, which with ordinary care, will come into fruitage a year ahead of trees in the orchard. For quick and big profits, however, nothing equals the quince and plum. For some reason both of thes 1its have been neglected to a surprising extent | by farmers and in few localities does the supply equal the demand during | the canning season. | The appearance of the poultry yard can be further improved and profits| correspondingly increased by plant- ing outside the wire fence a border of raspherries, gooscherries or currants, They must be tar enough from the fence to prevent the chickens reac ing them through the wire. -, Sholl in American Poultry World wias astonishing. trees inside | the | the s Iy twice | ey were free from disease understand gave more and dwarl pear profitable [roundings scem o hiy Lerops ers, Cowards. | New York’s hotel men say that they couldn't stop their guests from tipping if they tried, apd one of them suggests the reason when he quotes Mr. Dooley's remark about a man famous for his millions: “Jawn 13 th’ bravest man in thi’ world. He can stroll away from a table without tippin’ th’ waiter.”—Hoston Globe, Structures Have Proved Lasting. The most distinctive manifestation of old North German architecture takes the form of a heavy framework of timber filled in with well-baked brick, the timbers remaining visible. Structures of this kind have stood the test of time on soll often marshy and ylelding, and in the country districts this style of building is still followed. [ » Has the Eagle Faded. Keep your ambition on the same grade with your opportunities, my son. It's more efficient there. The mosquito, for example, cannot soar 8o high as an eagle, but he can bully all | G the Christlan graces out of a high- minded man while the eagle is merely |¢ making a moving picture of himself. ~—Exchange. Dai'y Thought. “All mea should cultivate a fixed and firm determination, and vow that what they once undertake they will never give up.” | No Doubt About It. And every good husband, no doubt, | twenty world’s greatest women. 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