Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, June 19, 1912, Page 7

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W ulso sell pocket knives, shears, and scissors. which can be ground ! tdge—and will hold that cdge. | health, jand fern, stood a1 | looking for the { you are in need o fa new razor that will make your shav st quick and enjoyable, we have the kind you are looking for. [LOUR--- FLOUR---FLOUR With wheat costing $1.17 per bushel in Chicago and it takes 9:stels to make a barrell of flour. Therefore flour must g0 higher. ‘¥ before another rige, ! ¢t Grade on the Market. t L R e S 50c AT R i 95¢ S0 L Eloun, 400 e i ieeens it oo $1.90 i RIS NN e s e 50¢ "% 1k Flour, 940h saek . ... ..... B via s $1.00 W.P. PILLANS & (0. Pure Food Store Ask the Inspector THE EVENING TELEGRAM, The Dream Child By A. H. Guster (Copyright, 1912, by Assoclated Literary Press.) There was a streak of paint on Alice’s nose, which made her feel strangely cross-eyed, her hair had fall- i en about her shoulders, and her back was aching. David's letter lay un opened in her lap, and that was queer for David was {ll at an out-of-town sanitarium, and a girl is supposed to take some interest in her flance’s But Alice belleved in art for art's sake, and David could wait. To morrow the entries would begin for the Worton art exhibit and she mus | put the finishing touches to her pic ture, The room was bare and 1 art for art’s sake is not a able, but now as there, to from the filty into still n haunted forest. Ilen oak, knee-deep in a the hnge was like coming din of the streets woods, into l 1 mos » of bra 1, with wids ¢, She was s, that child, an she would surely find them, for shc knew that fairies really lived. You felt that they would peep out at her the moment your back was turned Henry Blaine, the portrait painte: tried to catch them at it by turning away ever so carelessly and then whirling suddenly back. They were not to be tricked by a grown-up like that; they whisked out of sight in a second, but Blaine declared that he could see the grasses quiver. He shook his finger at the little dream child. “I caught them, didn't 17" he asked, but she would not tell on the fairfes, not she. Every student in the building prais ed it, and they were frank and unspar ing critics. Even Rilly Goldsby held his glib tongue for fully five minutes when he saw the picture. Billy had been raised ‘on the streets of New York, and Ne had never had a child hood, nor wanted one, but for five minutes he felt with vague resent ment, that, ags he himsell put it, he Lad been “done out of something.” that eyes and expecet 1t Goldsby represented a large adver tising firm, and he was always hang ing around the studlos in search of novelties, Being entirely commonpliace i trator,’ i thing, himself, he had a wondertul faculty for choosing pictures that would ap peal to the average person, and though he could not have explained in this painting Alice had en hood, Child where. “Say, Miss \Wade,” he announced, approvingly, “the kid's a regular hold- up. The blind man couldn’t pass her without looking back. I'll give you $300 down for the picture.” Alice continued to slap on the paint with loving strokes. “Sell the Dream Child?" she repeated In horror. “Why, I wouldn't sell her for anything in the world. She's my life, my heart, my soul.” When he was gone she climbed down and surveyod her picture con- tentedly. 1t was good work, and she knew {t, and hoped that it would take the Daneleigh medal. That high goal of artistic ambitions was awarded ev ery five and Alice had set her heart on winning it. She lad heen he did know that the Dream would attract attention any vears, savavely selfish for her art, she knew [ b sacrificed eversthing to it and at last it ceemed shout to reward Ler 4 Arden was one of the things < sacrificed, and now she opened his letter abszently. It wag cheerful throuchout, for elckness t:|¢nu|d not cloud David's brave spirit bhut toward the nd there was o para graph that startled her 1 am get ting well rapidly here” he wrote, “hut don’t know whether I can stay This place eats up money like a taxicab But don’t worry, little girl, for 'l soon be on my feet.” Alice read that ]i.’lr.'l;.jlh[ h over and over again, with growim nviety David had been a successful illustra lhe Jackson & Wilson Co. tor, and it had not occurred to her that he could be in want, yet the long fllness must have cost h'n great deal of money. If he wag imjroving, of course David must stay ¢ he was, but when she tried to think where the money was to com« from, Alice grew panicky. Her own re sources had dwindled most fully, while she was working on t'« lream Child. She looked abowt her room for something to pawn or sell bt 't was practically bare. There wi- 1othing of any value in it, except * ture of the little girl—the i« Child Goldshy had said that L give her $200 for the Drenm ( Alice covered her far her | hands and tried to fizl: hor | rible thought. She cc ould | not sell the Dream Chil 1 be ore than the ruin « m it wonld o w¢ had 1 soul own s i ture in her early WO en of the long 1 embodied the swects ot dhood. And - ghe red with sick that there was no ot t the money. Very slowly and m put on her coat. If hy might change Li face | averted, for she e in nocent eyes € ghe walked over to the ca: k- it from the ease ber were a sacrament, one n the 1ittle girl's soft ha!r, ther over to Goldsby’s office. A few minutes the registrar. —~AhELAND, FLA., JUNE 19, 1912, PAGE SEVEN litter she stumbled out, with tear- blinded eyes, and $300 in her pocket. David would not take the money from her, she knew, but he had a queer old cousin, Baxter Arden, who | worked for a meager pittance in -'u downtown office. Alice had ulv\a\'s. liked this shy, crumpled little man, | and she was sure that she could per- suade him to send the money to David | in his name. She would tell him it | wias a loan, which David would not ! let her repay. At Baxter's lodgings, however, she was disappointed. Mr. Arden was out of town and the landlady did not | know when he would return. There | was nothing to do but wait, so Alice spent three miserable days with Goldshy's check burning in her purse like blood money. She could not bear the emptiness o r room; she wan- dered in all day, and at r courage by writing | David, Pavid was not allowed to write t the third day she received rom him, a letter full of. He had been receiv. wo letiers a day from it who was usually rather and he was fairly maudlin | For pages he raved, but at ' very end of the letter he gave im- rortant news. Old Baxter Arden was reoonoa ovisit,. “And he's pathetie- voproud of my work,” wrote David, | uts out all my illustrations :m-] saves them. You ought to hear lllmi speak of ‘my cousin, the famous illus- | And here's the wonderful | Allce, the old man has s:u'od‘ up quite a small fortune by the sim- | Ma ple method of never spending any-: the thing, and he offers to lend me all 1| siven to compiling city, display and advertising maps. need. I'm to stay on here, and the doctors tell me I'll be well before many wecks, dress made, for when 1 do get up you can't put me off again.” Then David did not need the money! Alice saw that at a glance. She sprang up and ran dizzily, wildly, for her hat. It was not too late to compete for the KELAND, FILA Danelefgh medal, she would give Room 213-215 Drane Building LA i : Goldsby back his check, she would | _ T snateh her little dream girl from the L L DO OTOS BSOSO polluting gaze of the vulgar herd that [ $HQEOEOEOEIOEOEOC0 e Bl g s i filled his ofice and carry her to the lofty atmosphere of the Worton gal- x; leries [ She hurricd throueh the streets, so intoxicated with her new happiness that she was quite uneonscious of the | attention Ler hreathless haste atteact- | & ed Near Goldshy's office she wa toreed to stop A slgn paster was pat- | & ting up a poster and o crowd had giathered efore it They were ghabhy, [ & ordinary people, but they at the picture in dumb admir sion. Even & the policeman on the bheat was steal 1 ing a peep at it. With a sudden cateh | at her heart, Alice made her way to |2 ward the billhoard. It was a very QO QOO FOPOSOHIPOS00 OISO SOSOO0N simple pleture, yet it seemed as if one CHOLOHOHGHOIOIOPODOBOCE turned from the din and filth of the street into the haunted forest. There beneath a moss-hung oak, knee-deep in bracken and fern, stood a little girl with wide eyes and expectant face. But she would never see the falries, that child, though she knew that fairies really lived, for all day and all night the street before her was filled with the roar of traflle, and the pave ment echoed with the footsteps of the worldly wise, the weary, the sinful. So polgnant was the appeal of the up- turned face that you would not notice that she held a small object tightly clasped in one hand, would not notice it until the slen paster, with a last sweep of his hrugh, stuck a lurid eap tion beneath the picture. “Have you | used Lavina? The purest soap on carth.” ‘ For o long time Allee gazed In gl leneo, then ' emiled, though there were tears in her eves. “You'll never gee the fairies” she whispered to the child, “hut you'll see a pgreat deal of lite, my Tittle dreeam girl, and real peo ple are better than make helleves. As | for me, 'l use the money for a tronus [ gean. Anvhody can try to be an art fst, but only one woman In the world | can he David Arden’s wife” At The Phone. “For me, life has been so satisfy- Ing that my curiosity lies pretty near dormant,” an old man said; “but even now I am eapable of wondering over persons who blush at the telephone. People do blush then very often. A pretty girl whom | watched the other day turned the color of a pink rose at something told her over the wire. I wish I could have heard. It must have been something nice, for only a pleasing message could make a girl look so happy and foolish as ghe looked then. 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