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

S PAGB 81X (118 T/} When you plant money in the bank you expect it to bring you a harv. est of profit and pleasure—sam- as your garden. And like the produce ¢f your garden it grows hest with care- ful attention—till it becomes a harvest—a fortune. NOW is “plant- ing time." Think it over. - . t - FIRST NATIONAL BANK OF LAKELAND Under Control of U. §. Goverament ot WE OFFER YOU PLUMBING of the highest class at moderate rates. Get our figures for converting your old bath room into a handsome and sanitary lavatory. They wil] be much less than you think and will cenvince you that you need no longer do without the luxury of modern plumbing. Lakeland® Hardware & Plumbing Co. R. L. MARSHALL CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Will farnish plans and specifications or will follow any vlans and specifications furnished. BUNGALOWS A SPECIALTY. Let me show you some Lakeland homes I have built, LAKELAND, Phone 267-Graen. FLORIDA THE VERY BEST WHEAT only is used to make the flour which BGes into our bread. And the very best methods only are employed to produce both the flour and the bread. | You'll like the looks of our bread when you see it. You'll lika its taste still better when you try it. 1he Modern Bakery Barhite Brothers Desperado Duke ) | By CLARISSA MACKIE | B T S S e S T !«x,,;,}r,‘h[, 1912, bv Assoclated Literary Press.) | | “To think that | should come back | to Montana into the yard of the ranch and skill- fully turned the spirited horses around by the side door. “We hope to keep you lLere this time, my dear!" he said as she sprang to the ground and rushed into the am- ! ple embrace of his wife. l “)My dear child! It's delightiul to think that your foollsh mother de- | clded to go away again, and that you are sent back to us so soon. I am glad that your mother decided to go abroad—otherwize we would have had a lonely winter! Tell me, is Agatha going to marry that good-looking Eng | lishman?" Rcse Carson laughed merrily at Aunt Ruth's eager questioning. To both of them, Mrs. (arson’s numerous love affairs w never-ceasing topic of [nterest. Rose's mother was young and ridiculously pretty for a widow with a grown up daughter. She was son, but withal so charming In her self-interest that one could not be en- tirely vexed with her. This was the out to spend the winter with the Rid- dles in Montana—Mrs. Carson had been a Riddle—while the little widow ! calmly appropriated her comfortable income to purposes of pleasure. “Do you belleve your mother will marry that Englishman?” repeated Mrs. Riddle, sitting down in Rose's room while the girl removed the dust of the long ride from the rallroad sta- tion. “Dear Aunt Ruth, [ really belleve that mother will marry Mr. Chicester before she returns to New York. I confidently expect to recelve from her a perfectly charming little letter nouncing that she has decided that it would be best for her future happiness and hoping that [ will aot feel too bad- ly about it” Rose’s eyes were very 1 bright as she brushed her brown hair into shiny colls around ber head. Mrs. Riddle was perturbed. “I hope you—you really would feel badly, wouldn't you, dear?” “Yes, and no,” ‘answered the girl Indeed a frivolous, rather selfish per | second time she had sent her daughter | own I later on grew quite sober. “He looked very grave and harm | less—except for his blue eyes. [ won ' der—" After that Rose:did not care to ride out even under the pro T e S seem to| tection of Mr. Phinney, although she gave no reason for her sudden resolu- tion. After supper one night while Rose desperado. Duke Hende¥son. flushed and gave in ction. “I'lt go and bring Mrs. Riddle,” sald Unecle Rob. and he hastily departed, leaving Rose alone with the desper- ado Rece found herself avoiding the glanc» of a pair of sparkling eyes, eves that under happy circumstances might Le very gay i her face eagerly as ' something, and at her alr templation of the carpet. Rose wondered finge | doz gave h 168, 1 no pleasure, for I swirtly at her, and as their eyes met i i he resumed his stare at the floor. last | “Charming." “Mr. Riddle says you’re going out | for a ride with him—he has been | kind enough to say that I may accom: { pauy you. 1 hope you don't mind?" “Oh, no!" she sald hastily. *If you will excuse me [ will go and put on my riding skirt.” He held open the door for her and, been the slightest toss of her head. He smiled ruefully and sat down again. When Rose came down again she 80| wag a falr picture in & dust-colored habit with a felt hat perched oa the back of her head. the three had galloped out of sight, and she smiled with satisfaction as she returned to the parlor. “The little minx!" she chuckled throatily. Henderson rode beside Mr. Riddle |§ slowly. “Mother and I are so very | 0d left Rose in peace on the other different, you know. We don't care for the same person or the same things. [ could be perfectly happy here with you and Uncle Rob the rest of my life— while mother would be miserable if she had to stop here one night. There's the whole description of our charac- ters in a nutshell.” “And you don't care for New York ~—it does seem as though people had such a good time there!" sighed Mrs. Riddle. “They do and they get bored with it all. The people who really have a good time in New York are the vis ftors. [ would rather live out here and be one of the visitors sometimes.” “Really, Rose?" “Cross my heart!" nily at Mrs. Riddle. “I am so glad, dear, because If your mother does marry her Englishman, why Ralph and I want you to come out here and make your home with us for the rest of your days it you wish, but I hope you will marry one of our splendid men and make a home for She smiled sun- Rose threw her arms around her side of her uncle. None of them talked much save the men, who spoke now and then in monosyllables, com- menting on the condition of the coun- try, and the abundant rainfall. Over- head the moon rode high in the blue arch of sky and before them stretched & boundless plain. All at once Mr. Riddle uttered a sharp exclamation and dismounted to discover that his horse had gone sud: denly lame. There was nothing for them to do but to return to the ranch. This Mr. Riddle would not hear of. “l was going to take you on to Sil- ver .Springs, Rose. Now Henderson will escort you and [ will wait here. It 1s only a couple of miles farther on” “But Uncle Rob, I'd rather not go,” protested Rose, hut Mr. Riddle insist ed, and so while Duke Henderson rode beside her in grim appreclation of her grudgingly given companfonship they covered the rest of the distance to Sil- ver Springs, and pulling In thelr horses looked together into the spark- ! yourself." [ ng sllver waters at their feet. [ | aunt and kissed her tenderly. | “l shall be so happy if you really! want me—somehow 1 seem to be a misfit in New York. Out here, I feel as though I had come back home, that I am breathinz my native alr, thar | have come nto my own!” “Then If you marry one of our neighbors ven will belong to us en tirely. 1 hope there fsn't anybody back in the east™ Rose laughed light heartedly. “No body there or anywhere else, auntfe!™ “Then that's all right!” declared Mrs. Riddle so emphatically that the | girl laughed once more | Two months passed and October | came with crisp mornings, sunny | noons, and long golden and purple af- | ternoons. Rose Carson rode every day | ;dny. sometimes alone and occasional | ly accompanied by her uncle or one | of his trusted men One of these men from the Riddlle | ranch was a long, lean, sandy haired | individual, named Phinny, who usual “Witches are abroad tonight,” re- marked Mr. Henderson “Nonsense,” returned Rose sharply “Ghosts may walk!" “Fiddlesticks ™ “I Knew a girl in New York who hoad her fore told one day--the seer 1 that the girl would marry What do you think of waph 1 bandit! that " Rose started violently niembered the remark of Mr Phinney the first time they had met Duke Hen- derson “1 am a bandit, according to Ren Phinney.” went on Mr. Henderson. e takes pleasure In pointing me out to strangers as the prototype of Jesse James."” “He told me that Jesse James would have been proud to have had vour record,” murmured Rose, looking down at the silver pool “Yet you do not seem alarmed.” ob- served Henderson “Of course not.” “That ‘of course not' Is the first her hand to the stranger as Mr. Riddle performed the leed; now they searched if looking for of con- straint the eves fell to a moody con- if he knew how ! handsome he looked sitting there in ; his cowboy costume, his strong brown | ing his feit hat into a If he did know it, it once he | sighed heavily and again he glanced “It is a glorious night,” he said at as she passed him, there might have Mrs. Riddle walted In the ptazza un- | as she re al ly wore a dissatisfled frown as t &h | symptom I've had that you remember the escorting of lovely young women | we are old friends and that I kissed Live Where You Will Like Your Neighbors We are exercising great care to sell our ROSEDALE lots only to the best class of people. Thus wa give you desirable neighbors in addition to ROSEDALE'S other attratcions. Wide streets, shade trees, fertile sail, building restrictions. Inside the city, one block east from Jake Mor- ton. SMITH & STEITZ ad G. C. ROGAN Deen-Bryant Building. Whatever you want in rea lestate. wa have it. | along meandering trails bored him ex tremely. On the contrary he was im. | | mensely flattered that Mr. Riddle had chosen him as bedy guard to his niece Mr. Phinney was fond of a joke | “Who 1s that? ‘inquired Rose one day as they met a man riding up the trail. Mr. Phinney favored the stranger with a scowl and received in return a look of amusement from a palr of dark blue eyes. “That,” he sald after the s‘ranger had passed beyond thearing, “:hat there gent is nome other than the| ! greatest desperado of the plains 1 | | name 1s Henderson, Duke Henderson, and he’s got a record that Jesse James would have been real proud to have owned.” “Indeed!” gasped Rose. “What hag he done?” “What hasn't he done? There vou have the answer,” returned M: Phip. ney. “Look out for him. maam" he warned gloomily. “Why he woyld steal the very horse vou're *ding on 1f 1 hadn't been along'" | “1 would run that risk just tha you once.” he sald quletly “Puke Henderson' how dare you re- member that® Why—why [ didn't know you wWere going to do it—and I didn’t like it—1 told you I hated you— 1 do—indeed 1 do! you are doing out here—I thought perhaps | might—might—" Her volce trembled orfnously “«And | knew that you loved me all the time, Rose. and I've been hoping that you'd be true to yourself and own up that you do' You can run from one end of the world to the other, but you can’t get away from loving me™ He slipped from his saddie and stood close beside her horse She looked down at him through sudden tears “I'm coming. Duke.” she whigpered softly, and slipped down into his arms When Ben Phinney saw the two rig. ing homeward ilke lovers: he uttered an astonished ejaculation “Well—it didn't take her long 1o tame that there desperado™ ln .St. Louls every automobile bas been requested to carry a life raft and s trapeze net. [ don’t know what | e again!” Rose Carson o, o1 the piano playing very softly sighed blissfully as Mr. Riddle drove ; there came the heavy tramping of feet from the piazza and Mr. Riddle en- tered the room accompanied by the w: KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN FOR WHAT y(y WILL SEE IN THIS SPACE TOMORROW O.K. BAKERY Cakes and Pies a Specialty Cream Bread and Light Rolls “Like Mother Used To Make.” Rye and Graham Bread on Hand. T z bl 3 X ¢ X < W. A. YAUN. Pror. " 107 South Florida Ave, Phowe 29 Peaceck Bidg. N. B.—f'ish Market, No. 218 North Kentucky. Mullet, Pompano and Red Bass DOUBLY DAINTY is the sight of a pretty giri buying & box of our confectlonery. The gir. and the candy match each other per fectly in daintiness and sweetness Such a scene may often be seen here for our candies appeal to thos: o thst dainty taste. It's surprising you have not yet tried them This Is No Place For Me! These people have bought a Weslern -Lhsirie Fan . Wherever there’s a Western Ele:tric fan flies are con- spicuous by their absence. . In the dining room, kitchen, restaurant or store 3 Western Electric fan effectively rids you of these little pests For the store=a ceiling fan outside the entrance is better thana screen door. Itaffords an unobstructed view of the interior and at the same time effectively keeps out the flies. g An 8-inch desk fan on the table will give you 2 meal in comfort. This type costs only *s of a cent an hour to run. Every fan has a felt covered base. Can be used on the table, mantel, book case, without scratching. ,_Come in to-day and let us show you the new fans we've just received. Florida Electric & Machinery C : ompan -T. L. 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