Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 15, 1912, Page 2

PAGE TWO THE EVENING TELEGRA!.J LAK} " Her Bisque Doll By Philip Kean (Copyright, 1911, by Assoclated Literary Press.) ' never owned a doll, | “Of course I am too old for one now,” she would say, wistfully, as |she passed the shop windows on her way home from work. Fleurette was an apprentice in a New line Beds in two-inch Posto:;:"“e!‘;y slh(l)np.l r’(‘;“‘;’ ::fle;hen little e | Fleurette sighed for lu; 5 Verni M.ut‘l'n,' Oxodized, and | A have Bl il Ml b Near Brass Finishes from 52.75*",“' you know, mother,” she would and up. say, and her mother would kiss her and sigh. “If only your father had lived, Fleurette.” The future seemed to hold nothing for them except the possibility of Fleurette's success as a milliner, She had been promised three dollars a week, as soon as she learned the first principles of her !rade. | When, therefore, sk: .~me home | one night with a sore ¢ sat, there | was consternation, ! ..mply can't be sick,” Fleure'tc suic, | “Madame will y ¢ sor my place if 1 su; desperately, : one else in Ay She went to bed that night with | her throat wrapped up, and when she struggled to her feet in the early ! dawn, her head was hot with fever, “But I must go,” she insisted, and at last her mother helped her into her clothes, and started her on her | way, giot | The day was one of deadly and ex- o "eruciating effort. Fleurette's hot ROCKE’Q head and heavy eyes seemed to weigh her down. Her needle in her trembling hand semed to take stitches that accomplished nothing. Madame spoke to her sharply several times, and, at last sent her home. “And don't come back until you are rid of that cough,” she said. { Fleurette, staggering homeward, felt that she didn't care if some one clse did take her place, She wanted ‘only to get to her mother, to lay her 'hot head on the pillow and sleep, | Her feet were so heavy that at last she stopped, and held on to the {railing that ran in front of one of ithe blg windows of the shop where Ithere was displayed box after box of blond and brunette bisque dolls. “Oh, you pretty babies,” Fleurette lwhlsporod. “If—if only I was little Our line of Springs are correct! and prices right. From $1.75 and up. Rockers in Oak, Reed, Rattan! and Misslon at prices to suit. Cash or Instalment, Your Credit Is Good With Us, LAKELAND FURNITURE & HARDWARE CO. S. L. A, CLONTS DEALER IN Real [state CITY AND COUNTRY PROPERTY— h SOME FINE BARGAINS, -> I Seems suha thing to want a d#’#’ ough to curl up in that pink crib, ow nige it would be—" Sho said it out loud, and a man who had stopped beside her looked down at her sharply, “Hello,” he said quickly, as she | Oflice in Clonts' Building. NEW MARKET MEAT MARKET AND GROCERY STORE. kiddie, you're in a bad way.” “I think,” said Fleurette, looking /think I am very ill. But if I am go- ,ing to die, 1 think I'd just as soon {do it right here, please. You—see, Good Meats, Fresh Groceries, I've never had a doll—" : prompt service, reasonable price:.‘b “You're not going to die,” ‘briskly. “You tell me where you Call or phone !live, and I'll have you home an d in J. J. Thompson & S0n be¢ beor vou csn sr"aic o 809 North Florida Ave; 'Phone 287 “I don't want to say ‘Jack Robin- Black. son,’” Fleurette protested, weakly, but she gave him her number, and, leaning on his arm, was led down a DH0FOHOIAIOPAROFOIOFOPQs0y BId0 Btreet to her waiting and S'M I 'I’ & 'l’ anxious mother. ! and Fleurette could hear him hum. ming like a big bee as she went off |trduced himself to her mother. “My | name Is Jack Rodman,” he sald. “My | | ‘ 9, The Owner s Price is Oar Pme; tell you that I come of honest folks, and that I haven't gone back on my The big man stayed in the front Real Estate of All Kinds into dreamland. boat came in this morning after a bame. 1 walked uptown this after room, while the girl's mother made her comfortable in the inner room.‘ | She had lapsed into unconscious- R00|||S |9.23 |ness by the time the big man had in- Raymondo Building week's fishing on the banks. I own ! —— my own boat and in my own town | ¥ou could find plenty of people who'd I SUHVBOE0E0DHIOFOBAFOE0Y SOFOE0HFOFOFOFOFOIISOPRSOED Fleurette was eighteen, and she had | {1ay the bisque doll, and Mrs. DuBols | sewed happily in the stern, swayed and would have fallen, but | for his helping hand. “Look here,f {up at him with fever-bright eyes, “I ! | he said l | |fioon and saw the Tittle girl talking {to the dolls. that sort of thing, so I listened, and [ saw she was out of her head—but, |say, 18 it true that she never had a {doll?” I “Not since she can remember,” gaid Fleurette's mother, Rodman looked around the plain room. “I see,” he sald briefly. ‘Look here, may I come again and find out how she i8?” | Mrs. DuBois knew that she could {trust those frank, blue eyes. “Yes,” she said, ‘and thank you very much for bringing my little girl back to me.” He came in an hour later with some fruit, “I thought if she was feverish the oranges might taste good to her,” he said. you,” he went on eagerly. “Here I am in this old town, my boat has to go to the drydock for repairs and my time hangs on my hands.” In her extremity Mrs. DuBols turned to him gratefully, “We have no friends and I can't leave Fleurette for a moment,” she sald. “I must have a doctor and medicine at once.” He was up and away in a moment, | coming back with a kindly, com- | petent physician, again to fill prescriptions, to get a chicken for broth and milk and eggs. “Look here,” he sald to Mrs. Du- Bols, “you let me do the cooking. I've done it lots of times on my boat —and you let me watch when you get worn out.” Bois often asked anxiously: your boat ready to sail?” and Jack big laugh, “There’s a lot more to do on her.” It was not until Fleurette began to come back to life that he spoke of his return voyage. “In another week I must be getting home,” he said, % “How can we ever repay you?” Mrs. Dulols said. “Forget it” sald Jack slangily, but his eyes were wet. “You must remember that you are my adopted mother—now that I haven't one of my own,” “If you were half as good to her as you have been to us, she must have been proud of you,” said the grateful little lady. “Forget it," repeated Jack with some embarrassiment, “and—or, look here, there's just one thing 1 want to get Fleurette before I go—" But he wouldn't tell what it was until he came back with a long box, and unfolded from many wrappings of tissue paper a bisque doll Fleurette held out weak hands for her. “Oh!" she gasped, “oh!” “I thought you'd like her, kiddle,” sald Jack, somewhat awkwardly, It was a happy little Fleurette who lay back on her pillows. “You wouldn't think I was really almost nineteen,” she asked, “would you? It seems such a baby thing to want a doll, but then you see when you've always wanted & thing—" “You ought to have it? Of course you should, kiddle. And now there's something else I want you to have,” “What?" asked Fleurette, and Mrs, DuBois looked at him curlously, “A sea voyage,” sald Jack Rodman, unexpectedly. “I've asked the doctor, and he says it would be the best thing that could happen to Fleu- rette. The fishing's over and I've a good cook, and a couple of other men on my boat, and while things are a bit rough, we should certainly try to make you comffortable,” A week later Fleurette lay on the deck of the White Gull and watched the real gulls overhead. Beside her Jack Rodman, seated at Fleurette's feet, watched her with adoring eyes. “If I hadn’t stopped to look at those bisque babies I shouldn't have met you,” he said, Fleurctte laughed. “You must have thought me a perfect child.” “I thought you perfect—" Jack got up suddenly and went over to Mrs. DuBols. “I've got to say it,” he told that lady, and his voice floated back to Fleurette, “What?” asked Mrs, smiling, “I've got to tell her I love her” sald Jack explosively, “but I sup- pose I'd better tell you first that I want you for a real mother, not for an adopted one.” “Dear boy,” sald Mrs. DuBols, and he kissed her. Then he went back to Fleurette, '\'\"hr“t you to be first mate of the te Gull, dear,” he said, steadily, “but 'm afrald to ask—" s “Why,” sald Fleurette, the color flaming into her cheeks, “Because I don’t see how you can love a big rough chap like me—" “I don’t love a big rough chap,” said Fleurette with shining eyes, “but I love & man with the kindest beart in the whole world—and the bame of that man ls—Jack” Madagascan Wild Peaches. In Mallagascar wild peaches are found in great numbers. She seemed too big for | “Let me help | and running out ! In the days that followed Mrs, Du- | “Isn’t | Rodman always answered with his | DuBois |, 2 ‘LAND, FLA,, FEBRUARY 135, 191 | Unforeseen Result. “I notice that you courteously re- frain from mentioning the name of your political rival in any of your speeches.” “I can't say my practice {1n that respect is so much a matter of 'courtesy as of prudence. 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