Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, April 12, 1912, Page 6

{ / Ao - e O e s e s O R Sy . (Copyright, 1912, by Associated Literary Press) “And there is Burke softly. iZunice Telford shook her head. “I like you very much—very much,” she said slowly. “But I don’t think that it is more than liking, Burke.” Burke Edwards gritted his teeth hard as he looked out over the water for a moment, but when he turned his head again the pain had gone from his features and he was again the Burke that Eunice liked so well. For a long time they had been good friends—Eunice liked to call it chums ! —and more than once he had asked for a reconsideration of his proposal, . but Eunice always shook her head. | She liked Burke; than any of the other men she knew, but he seemed to lack tenderness and no hope?”’ asked SICKNESS DON'T CHUM T0 BE HAPPY KEEP WELL USE ONLY DR. KING’S NEW DISCOVERY/sroucHT TO CURE COUGHS AND COLDS l?oY Millions WHOOPING COUGH AND OTHER DISEASES OF THROAT AND LUNGS rrice 50c and $1.00 SOLD AND GUARANTEED BY ALL DRUGGISTS it he wished. “No, thanks,” he said evenly. “It's more pleasant out here on the drive.” Across the road three boys were playing ball. On the curb sat another boy of about their age dressed in the gingham apron that was the uniform of the orphanage up the street. ; ‘How absurd,” sald Eunice. “That boy must be twelve and yet he is wearing an apron like a little boy of six.” “They all have to wear them,” ex- plained Burke. “They are easily washed and they are cheaper than coats. They wear them the year ‘round.” “Not in winter,” gasped Eunice. “Sure,” explained Burke. “My sis- ter’s house overlooks their yard and you can see them playing in the snow. I don't think there is an overcoat in the place. Mostly they tle the aprons about thetr walsts in a vain endeavor to suggest a shirt waist when they are let out. It's the reward of espe- cial merit to be permitted to come over to the drive alone.” The ball slipped from one of the players’ hands and came rolling toward the orphanage boy. He sprang up tQ toss it back, but the player came rushing up. “You leave that ball alone,” he de- manded hotly. “We ain't goin’ to have you charity kids swiping our ball, are we, fellows?” The others had joined the first and the assent was unanimous. “You girls are getting too fresh,” went on the first speaker. “Why don't you stay in your prison and play by yourselves? We don't want girl-boys over here. Who wants to play with bOLLAR WILL DO THE WORK OF TNO We Don’t Talk Cheap Groceries BUT WE DO TALK VALUES Our volume of business enablesjus to buy Quality At Its Lowest Price Hence a dollar will buy more of us than elsewhere. Try it and see. 7 cans baby size cream............coiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii 3 cans Challenge milk...............oovvvvvvvvnnveeinn.. 25 la boy who wears dresses?” lzpound bag (1] S N S S IR S P P N . 40 The orphan had sprung to his feet 24-pound bag flour .......... 80 at the first approach. There was cold 1-2 barrel baz f P welcome to the orphans from the boys o Trel bag Hour.........coccoveveeccnecennens oveoo 290 Wit the fashionable apartments along AT T ] R e R e o L R T s . 225 W|the drive and the first demonstration Corn, per bag ....... et 1,80 1ot hostility was sufclent ‘warning, Now he faced his tormentors hotly. Rex Brand Hams, no paper to pay for, per pound ....... 15 “I'm no girl,” he cried, “even it 1 Picnic Hams, per 1b........... CEAADE RSB VA AT .15 J|do have to wear an apron. I'm not to Breakfast aBeon, per 1b..............ooivveeens AT 20 """;’“ for that. "‘ (0% a4 {1V i f T R “You are a girl," insiste teag 1J-pound pfl}l Sea Foa’fl Lard. 90 gressor. “You don't wear a coat and ! 10-pound pail Snow Drift Lard................. vevevessss 115 B|vou do wear a dress. Go on. I could 10-pound pail Cottolene .....coovveeevvvnaniaane i, 1.25 Q|'ick you with one hand.” 4 oans fomily sl By way of illustration, his fist shot :, c.: \~s tomily size cream.......... AT SiAsasverisnng out atid bralsed. the pale. choel of tha Shorts, per bag ....... Ciesaatrrereet it ceeeeer 185 Wiorphan. With a cry, Eunice sprang | Scrateh feed ........... B X up, but Burke’s arm held her back. “Wait a moment,” he sald quietly. “It would be a treat to see some of those young snobs get thrashed.” The boy had answered the blow and the fight had become general. It was three agafist one, but that one was holding his own bravely and Burke looked on approvingly. The orphan, smarting under a sense of wrong, was a match for the three and fought them savagely. He had them in retreat almost be- fore Eunice realized that the battie was over. The elevator boy in one ot the houses bordering the drive, came running over, seeing in prospect a fat tip for taking the part of the tenant's sons, but Burke was beside the boy as he came up and the newcomer hesitated. . “Those youngsters got what they deserved,” he sald shortly. “Clear out of here.” “I've been wanting to see some of these young bullies trimmed up for some time,” he sald with a satisfled smile. “Those kiddies cannot help the absurd fashion in which they bave to dress and the young snobs know it. I'm going to adopt that boy.” “Just because he is a good fighter?” asked Eunice contemptuously. Burke turned to her with a new ex- pression on his face, a light in the kindly blue eyes that she had mnever seen before, though the men he worked with knew it and were warned. “Because he has the spirit to avenge his wrongs,” he answered. “Because he deserves a better chance than he can get in that institution. I am going to give him the chance that is his heritage because he has in him the makings of a man.” Eunice put out her hand. “Forgive me,” she cried. “I did not understand. 1 want to share your orphan, Burke. It was because you seemed to care so little for others that I feared to marry you. I am not afraid now, dear.” His hand closed over hers as he softly quoted: “And a little child shall lead them.” Wheat SUNSHINE BISCUITS From the Bakery with a Thousand Windows Sngu' Wafers © 000 00 e 00l0 0] Em e o BINOIIV e @D s o @ S0 s o emm s e te s 28¢c chwn’dm-..m-_.....--{--.\'om..- PRI Veavinque Stick ....e..comuiiiimmeiiiiiiiiin ... 100 and 28¢ Ginger Wafer woc.ccccamosrmemerieneomecsomeneee... 108 Clover Leaf . MW“__.__”__."................... eesessane 180 Chot ZOMIOR .ons cosmomssmecssccamocmssscmessssses SO0 W.P. PILLANS & CO. The Pure Food Store Ask the Inspector g The Telegram IS Up-To-Now B liked him better | | children used te go by with their that was the quality Eunice most ad- | mired. She was sorry to inflict pain | and suggested that they might go in | 1 | goodness knows, no other human be- | | ing would have done so! | about him. They hang on his slightest e “Il you desire to realize that time | is flitting and you are getting old,” said | the gir) who likes to talk, “go live at | mer resort for a few years! | “I still can swim a half mile and I vet break into a speedy run when I am in a hurry. I don't use crutches ner false teeth. Nevertheless, this | season a crushing sense of my anti-' quity has descended upon me. When | I investigated the queer feeling that svrounded me [ found it was the at- | mosphere of the shelf I was upon. ! There I was, tucked away coldly! I've heen peering out over the edge lately | at what is going on down below and, | believe me, it is both appalling and | entertaining! “Just a few years back the Daggett ! a nurse. They were scrawny and quar- reling and Tom Daggett always made | Susie cry. I used to think what a| mercy it was that their parents were blind enough to love them, because, . “I wish you could see Tom this year. He is the best looking creature in five counties and all the girls are erazy word and if he asks one to go canoe- ing she nearly faints with joy. The other night he led the cotillon at the party. As for Susie—I helped her make a doll's dress just yesterday, I |, believe, and yet at that same dance I found myself admiring a willowy, dark eyed, rose cheeked, haughty young person, and bless me if it wasn't Susie Daggett! “It seems perfectly absurd that she ! should be sitting up later than 8 o'clock! She isn't satisfied with being ! a belle among the boys of her own | age, selfish thing! but she has to grab | out for the older men, too! I'll have to box her ears if she doesn’t look out, “Just a year ago I realized only vaguely that the Crosbys had a daugh- ter. Lilllan was a shy, silent little thing, always slipping out of sight and mooning by herself and scared to ; death when any outstders appeared. I don't know what has happened to her, but I suspect that some one told her she was pretty, and that settled it. I can’t turn around now without setting eyes on Lilllan Crosby in the most distracting ‘outing suits, work. ing her eyelashes till I know they're getting frayed and smiling at precisely the angle to show her dimples! “‘We're going to have a hay ride,’ she told me casually once when there was nobody else to talk to. ‘The young crowd, I mean. Dear me, I should think it would be so stupid for the rest of you, with nothing to do!’ “I restrained mayself from grasping her firmly by the shoulders and shak- ing her! Haven't I taken hay rides till T had 30 much hay down my neck and in my ears and eyes and throat that I never wanted to look at a hay- stack again as long as I lived? Haven't I had suppers on the beach and eaten sand in the deviled eggs, ants in the | sandwiches and June bugs in the cake and thought I was having the time of my life? Haven't I sung | ‘We're here because we're here, be- | cause we're here' till I swallowed | mosquitoes all the way home? Haven't I fallen over the fence try- ing to get into the front door in the pitch dark? And then that infant has the nerve to act as though all the joys of life were denied me, just because she was going on a scratchy, uncom- | fortable, choked up expedition instead | of sanely eating supper at home! | “The last straw, however, was when ! Jim came over from Chicago to see | me. Naturally, [ wanted to show him | the place by moonlight. It was not at all that we were hunting secluded spots! Besides, all the chairs on our front porch were occupled. Quite cas- ually we headed for the summer house on the lake shore, but as ‘we stepped inside I heard some one mur mur: ‘Did you ever care for another girl before me!" It was Lilllan and Tom Daggett! “I should have spanked them both and sent them home, but I contented myself with saying, in a stern tone: ‘Oh, excuse me!’ Then we walked on. I knew of a most charming re treat under the wild grape vine, where you have a lovely view of the moon. Just before we stepped around I heard & deep masculine voice of nineteen or twenty blurt out: ‘Susle, did you ever care for another man as you do for me? “l grabbed Jim hysterically at this and we ran. There was another in- fant couple at the end of the pler and still more infants were out in all the rowboats. There didn’t seem to be any place on earth for Jim and me ex- cept under the lake or up with the old people under the glare of the are light telling stories about what hap- pened before the war. “Jim growled in disgust: ‘Before I come here again I wish you'd manage to kill off a few dozen of these pestif- erous children! There are so many of them that & few more or less won't really matter, and then we'd have room to breathe!’ “I think I'll have to! I'm going to begin with Tom Daggett’s freshman friend. He said that the resort would be a nice place if there weren't so many old folks around cluttering up the verandas and the ferry boats nnd making things uncomfortable for peo ple.”—Chicago Daily News. HARDWARESS PROBLEMS A When you buy hardware-no matter what it is--you want the best, don’t i //‘. That brings you here, for the least skillful buyer can come here and be sure that what he buys is good because==we good, Customers are coming to us in constantly increasing numbers. It will pay you to get acquainted with u.-- pay in quality in service and in money saved. The Jackson & Wilson Co. 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