Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, April 1, 1912, Page 6

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To Every Person in Lakeland Using Electric Light Globes We are now selling them at the following re- duced prices: 15, 20 and 25 Watt Mazda Tungsten lamps, former price 85c, each §0¢ 40 Wwatt Mazda Tungsten lamps, 60 Watt Mazda Tungsten lamps, 100 Watt Mazda Tungsten 'lampl, 150 Watt Mazda Tungsten lamps, 250 Watt Mazda Tungsten lamps, f ormer price 70c, each.........55¢ 1.00, each........ 78¢ 1.35, each 1.10 2.10, each........1.68 2.75, each 2.30 former price former price former price former price Sold at the above price by the Florida Flectric & Machinery DRANE BUILDING Company ] a8 PHONE 298 THE EXCELLENCE OF OUR BREAD. can only be appreciated by tasting. Good as it Jooks, with just the rroper crust, it is even better to taste. Try a loaf for your own sat- isfaction. There must be good rea- sons why many of the best home bakers now use bread exclu- our 1he Modern Bakery Barhite Brothers West Main St. LOOKING THROUGH OUR TIRES you will find only standard makes, the kind we don’t have to tell you are all right. Same way with our lamps, horns, batteries tools and all other supplies. If they are all right they are here ready to sup- ply the needs of your auto without delay and without unreasonable ex- pense. The House of the FORD AND CADILLAC. PHONE The Way of The Wind [ o Neaoa iams | 1 [ | (Copyright, 1911, by Associated Literary Press) The wind was the occasion—the cause lay much deeper. A tricksy south wind, fitful and flawy, now zephyr-soft, now blowing in mad swirls; yvou simply could not count on what it might or might not do, espe- cially to hats perched perilously upon newly brushed soft puffs. Mildred had put on her undulant crown, manifestly false, but very be- | coming, with more than maiden pride. Anne, her elder sister, a distressingly {truthiul person, had watched her be- | tween eriticism and admirition, and "had ended by saying: | “You'd better wait for Harriet. Sure as you walk, if the middle path is so sheltered, vou'll zet to Elba a tagrag.” Mildred had tken her | fng an uncas She had planned to in i th Harriet, her best ehur efore Har riet had ris £ of pairon ine ed apparenti in Mildred's the favors done Ler, No girl of & =not €ven thouzh she knew the real root of the matter s and answered 1o the name of Ellis Benson. | He was tairly rich, mere than fairly Feood looking, of an adventurons tem- per that bad sent him around the | woerld, ostensibly on business, but morve for the sake of seeing sights and wonders, He had been wandering [ three full years, which in their pass., {Ing had transformed Harriet and Mil- | | dred, the pig-tailed pair he had Iove'I; }to pet and tease, into tull-fledged | | young women. He had brought them | strings of beads—turquoise for fair ! |'Mildred, coral for dark Harriet—and | {had not dreamed of anything but | clusping the strangs about youthful throats, and taking kisses in reward. When he had actually made the «ifts, presenting them stiffly, albeit his eyes twinkled, he had laughed inwardly— perhaps at his own former folly, He liked them if they had grown up—and very nearly equally. But since Harriet had so much, Milly so little, voanto wi condesce vare o he was rather inclined to do more for her. His kindly preference had set Harrlet wild. All along she had had her mind set on marrying Ellis Ben- son. She was tired of the rich and tranquil countryside. She wanted a husband who would take her out into the thick of things. Further, as an only child and heiress, she had grown up rather spoiled, to think that the best of everything was her due. Mil- dred’s charm for her had lain in a cer- tain loving generosity, which made her' not merely willing but eager to give Harriet, in everything, the first place. Benson had come home in midsum- mer. In September he had gone away for a while. Now in late October his aunt, Mrs. Lane, mistress of Elba, the show place of the neighborhood, was giving a garden party, which she call- ed her chrysanthemum show. Ellls was coming back for it—so much everybody knew. Therefore Harrlet had ordered three new frocks for it, partly because she could not make up her mind as to one, partly also by way of triumphing over Mil- dred, who could do no more than | make over her grandmamma’s pink brocade. Time had eoftened it and, thanks to hobble skirts, the pattern was ample. When at last the frock was finished, touched here and there with cobweb yellow lace, and won- derfully fitted to Mildred's lissome slimness, it had truly an air of Paris, | all the more that she had put into it the veriest glints of blue, exactly | matching her string of turquoises. | There was just a hint of the same blue amid the fluffy feathers of her | wide-brimmed white hat. Altogether, '\-.hon at last she was ready to go, | Anne was not far wrong in saying, | with a regretful sigh: “It's a shame to let you waste your- self—looking as you do—but you al- ways were too hard-headed for any- thing.” The middle path, the short cut to Elba, ran squarely into the main drive as it curved in from the highway. The path led over a stile in hedge, cun- ningly hidden by tall shrubs. Mildred had got safely over this stile, and was settling herself to walk the rest of the path serenely, when the wind flew at her, almost wrenching off her hat, and wrapping her long coat so closely about her she could barely move. There was nothing for it but to go iug a lark?” | t could endure that '° i minute I saw you—and Harriet. | with the Place Constantin Pecquur— {an important link in the chain of un- | derground Paris—is the absence of all accidents. Martyrs, upon which is perched the great Church of Sacre Coeur, is dan- gerous soil to work in. band has money to burn. you the crematory. ard, head on, seeinz no more of vay than the next step. when the path ended in the read, she ran plump into Ellis| rson—who had also come afoot—te his own amazement. He was thinking hard—Mildred bumped against him be- fore he was fairly aware of her pres- ence. He caught her gently in his || arms, saying with a laugh: “ilas the sky fallen that [ am catch~| “Why! I—it's the wind—and this— rubbish-y hat,” Mildred panted, putting both hands up to straighten the brim | of her headpiece. Ellis surveyed it critically. “It is— not exactly a walking hat,” he sa|d.‘ “Now—why didn't you wait for your | fairy godmother’s coach-and-sixty | e power? A car, making its own | 1. can beat this small disturbance | 3 down.’ “Fairy godmothers went out with | Santa Clwus,” Mildred said, blushing 11y, but trying to ignore the under- r 6f his words. ! ok his head at her. “A ' he said sorrowfully. “What | 4 inz to do about it? I want her| A ve—oh, a great many things.” ' i things?" Mildred b her hat. “But % tell me alier [ have found ’i ed, making to wulk on. | 4 w harder than ever, Tn e ihing skirt, she could |»:xrv],\"?} anil even mineing she tottered. | % won steadied her, made Limself 2| * vedd, and ran on: |8 “One is—the reason I weni :muy.'i Did vou really believe it was busi- | “1 didn't know " Mildred said sim- | p'yv—but her heart was beating fast, | Benson looked down at her with a | Kindly quizzical smile: “It was—the | areatest of all business,’ he said. “An effort to-——know my own heart.” “Indeed!™ Mildred vouchsafed, draw- ing a little away, In fear he might overhear the riot of her blood. He nodded. “I need a wife,” he sald, dispassionately, “I knew it—the Both | of you seemed exactly made for me— | vet, society is so marrow, I had to choose—" “You were sure of us, I suppose!” Mildred interrupted. | He shook his head. “I was sure of—nothing,” he said. “Not all the time I was gone—I came back as un- certain.” Here the wind took a stronger hand —blew and blew until perforce he drew Mildred well within his arms. The blast drowned the purring of a motor moving so laggardly one knew it must very soon stop dead. Stop it did, just level with the pair; a volce from within said, with an underacid note: “Congratulations—if they are in or- der” “They are,” Benson said, gravely. “At least [ hope so,” lifting Mildred's hand to his lips. In her ear he added: “Darling, the wind chose for me. The minute it flung you in my arms—I knew.” 1o bel “What sort of clutching i S & " Probably He Had To. “A real smart lawyer can do almost anything,” said Ald. Max Grass, in re- lating a certain court action. “It re minds me of a story. “‘Some years ago, a man was arrest- ed, charged with stealing a watch and chain, He engaged as his lawyer one of the best men in the city on criminal law, “The man was brought to trial. Testimony was given by both sides. All material testimony by the prosecu- tion was broken down by the attorney for the defense. When the trial end- ed, all that the prosecution had estab- lished was the fact that the watch and chain were missing. “‘You are discharged, sald the court to the prisoner.” “The prisoner stood irresolute. “‘Do you understand?” asked the court, ‘You are discharged. “Still the prisoner stood mute. “‘You are discharged,’ again said the court. ‘Is there anything else that you want.’ “‘Yes, judge,’ answered the man. ‘I would like to know whether or not I bave to return the watch and chain?* —M!lwaukee Free Press, Good Work of Engineers. The Butte of Montmartre, Parls, ! the “sacred” Mount of Martyrs, “the pimple of the world,” has been pierced by engineers working for the Nord- Sud railway. have been occupied in the operation. The pleasant fact, connected with the | tunneling, that will put the famous Two and a half years P’lace Pigalle in direct communication And yet this Mount of Trifle Disconcerting. Mr. Newlyrich (who has at last maneuvered his ruby ring under the | eyes of the great foreign banker)— Ah, Baron, I see you've at last no- | ticed my beautiful rubies! The Baron (sadly)—Ach, yes! Dey | make me think of home—I haf a man. telpieth of dem dere.—Bystander. 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