Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, June 27, 1912, Page 2

i . a0y i o THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAK ELAXND. FLA, JUNE 27, 1912, Of all the attentions you can show or the presents you can buy nothing is more appreciated than a box of nice candy now and then, Our Candies;Taste Good and Are in Good] Taste This is about all the argument reeded for the young fellow, but re- member this.. such things are appreciated even more than before. She knows that you think more of her, of course, but still she likes to be told and she likes to be shown even better. Naturally she can't tell you this but try her just oxce with a box of our candy and see how much it means. Why not? After she is yours Norris, Atlanta, Candies ™ L 2 Quick Delivery Red Cross Pharmacy PHONE 89 N T The Cigar That Made Lakeland Famous ye v A. H. T. BLUNTS & For Sale at All Stands SURE DEATH TO BED- BUGS AND INSECTS Agents wanted anywhere and ev- erywhere. Rid your houses today of bedbugs and get a good night's rest. It will cost you little, and is guaranteed, or your money back. It will kill any irsect from a red buy to a cockroach. $1 a gallon or $1.25 delivered. Apply to ELLERBE shoe and harness shop, 207 North atucky avenue. Bowyer huilding. S. L. A. CLONTS DEALER IN Real [state — uffice in Clonts’ Building. CITY AND COUNTRY PROPERTY— (% i| lLakeland Lodge No. 91, F. & A. | M. Regular communications held on { | second and 4th Mondays at 7:30 p. m. Visiting brethren cordially in- vited. J. L. LOVE, W. M. J. F. WILSON, Secy. Lakeland Chapter, R. A. M. No. 29 meets the first Thursday night in each month in Masonic Hall. Visit- ing companions welcomed. C. G. Arendell, Sec'y.; J. F. Wilson, H. P. Palm Chapter, O. E. S. meets every second and fourth Thursday nights of each month at 7:30 p. m. Mrs. Flora Keen, W, M., Lucie F. B. Eaton, Secy. Lakeland camp No. 78, W, 0. W,, meets every second and fourth Thurs- day night. Woodmen Circle first and third Thursdays. W. J. Estridge, Council Commander, Mrs. Sallie Scip- per Guardian of Circle. 1.LO.O. F. Meets every Friday night at 7:30 at I, 0. 0. F. Hall ,corner Main and Tennessee. Visiting brothers cor- dially invited. R. M. DAMPIER, Noble Grand. E. M. SMAILES, Rec. Sec. K. OF P. Regular meeting every Tuesday at 7:30 at 0Odd Fellows Hall. Visit- ing members always welcome. J. W. BUCHANAN, JR., Chancellor Commarder. A. M. JACKSON, Secretary. G. LA toB of L E. Orange Blossom Div, No. 499, G. L. A. to B. of L. E. meets every second and fourth Wednesdays of each month at 2:30 p. m. Visiting Sisters always welcome, MRS. J. C. BROWN Sec'y. Mrs. J. B. HOGAN, Pres. Grand Order of Eagles, Meets every Wednesday night in 0dd Fellows hall. G. W. Rowland, president; W, B. Hicks, secretary. ——— e Correct Answer, Teacher (in geography class)=— “John, you may tell the class what & league 18.” John (promptly)—“Eight baseball clubs is a league.”—Lippin- cott's Magazine. MY LINE INCLUDES Newspapers Magazines Stationery Post Cards Come and see me before pur- chasing elsewhere. patronage appreciated. Miss Ruby Daniel News Stand Lobby of Edisonia Theater. Loars Negotiated ¢ Grove Property a Specialty. Cigars Your W. Fiske Johnson REAL ESTATE Buys and Sells Real Estate. Orang ROOM 7. RAYMONDO BUILDING Half the time in traveling one is dragged at such breakneck speed from one point of interest to another that one hasn’t time to button one's shoes. The other half‘of the time one goes nearly mad from enforced inactivity, Our two weeks in Japan was one frenzied flash of sight-seeing, at which we worked twelve hours a day. Charles was obsessed with a grim de- termination to “do” all that was to be done. At the end of the third day I was perfectly willing to take for granted every other Shinto temple and cherry tree and stone lantern in Japan, Not until the ninth day worm turn tactfully for some time that 12 hours a day of steady sightseeing was no more enjoyable than 12 hours a day of steady feasting, that one needed |at her trade—dressmaking. time in between to assimilate impres- sions; but my subtleties fell on deaf ears, The eighth night we passed in a Japanese sleeper, a complicated form of torture not easily described. We dragged ourselves out at 6:30 in the morning after a sleepless night of tor- ment, and began our weary round of sightseeing. It was at 6:30 that even- ing that the worm, which was I, turn- ed. I was hungry, tired, cold, wretched, bedraggled, with every nerve crying out for shelter; a hot bath, clean clothes and bed. The wind, which at all times blows bleak and dust laden in Japan, had been tugging all day at my hat and hair. When Charles said we would now visit the Sacred Island I replied: “We will do no such thing. We will now go back to the hotel and have dicner and go to bed.” And we did, We are now on shipboard, five days out from Yokohama, with the usual contrast of nothing to do except criti- cise our fellow-passengers, Some time I am going to write a realistic account of Japan to oftset the Innumerable sentimental accounts that are in circulation. The first reve- lation I shal! make is the fact, which the Latcadio Hearn enthusiasts all ig- nore or overlook, that 97 per cent of the Japanese populace have colds in their heads and sniffle. The usual sentimental gush, as you know, is this: *“What wonderful lit- tle people the Japanese are! You know, they don't heat their houses; the bathe all the year around in the open alr, and they wear the same clothes summer and winter!” They do. And they all sniffle. I will try to explain the Japanese idea of physical comfort. You arrive at a Japanese hotel for luncheon. The smiling proprietor and his staff greet you with a dozen bows aplece and in- drawing of their breaths. You are ushered into a frigid mausoleum, which is the parlor. wish you might discover a mirror or a washstand or a place to powder your nose Is anything lacking to your honor- able comfort and pleasure? Ah, it shall be at once attended to! Sulting the action to the word, the proprietor ceremonlously bows himself out. Soon a damsel In kimono and wooden san- dals shuffiles Into the room, knocks her forehead three times on the floor, draws in her breath and triumphantly places a sprig of cherry blossoms in a yellow vase! The chief difference between home and Japan seems to be this: When our old crabapple trees and Thomp- son's two cherry trees bloom we re- mark: “How nice!” and go out and enift at them enjoyably on Sunday afternoon and bring in a spray for the table. When two cherry trees bloom in Japan the mikado declares a na. tional holiday, the whole nation goes en fete; the schools are dismissed, processions are held day and night; Japanese poets with fillets in thelr halr charge up and down the land, chanting thelr verses, and 600 Amer ican tourists photograph nomenon. We landed in Tokyo in the midst of one of these festivals on a typically bleak, raw day while gusts of chil rain and wind swept the streets. A concourse of mad poets, school chil- dren, runners, wrestlers and other gu- pernumeraries were lugging a Shinto temple through the streets, dancing and chanting around it and inditing the phe and half frozen. And they all coughed or sniffled. In the evening we saw a geisha dance. I am glad to have seen it. 1 am sure the first thing every woman I know who has been to Japan will say when she sees me is: “Oh my dear, and did you see the geigha® “IN[ r M“NDRY | Wasn't the dancing perfectly fascinat- | . {Ing? The most charming thi 1 be Rose street. Avenue, near corner of SAM WING, Proprietor lleve, in Japan! But then. of course, 2ll of Japan is charming, isn't {t>" i T can reply, ves; I saw the geisha. Wi“ open next Mondayi.\sldo from that satisfaction 1 dow't at 106 Massachusetts know why one should care to gee them. Imagine a line of shuffling bolsters, with a sash around the middle of each, | sliding out upon the stage on end and | striking one deliberate, silly posture after another, while a side line of im- passive objects, seated cross-legged on | the floor, twang comb musie and emit a Tounst did the | I had been trying to hint | In balt an hour‘ luncheon will be served. In the meantime you pace up and down and peans of praise. They all looked blue | | | | | | | Confessions of fC.Oming Back to Mana “That woman,” he leaned across the table and tapped my arm impressively, “was like a pillar of radium with phonograph attachments. She could manage anything—anything; but when all her energles were bent on man- | aging one poor man, why naturally it was too much fierce white light for any weak human being to bear. It ghriveled me up. Belleve it or not,” Mr. McCurdy's eyes took on a far-away reminiscent look and he nodded gloomily, “but 1 wasn't just Mrs. Mec- Curdy's husband, I was her door mat, her kitchen mop. I was getting so that 1 ran and asked her if I could walk up the road a plece. Pretty socn she’d have been feeding me | with a spoon. So, one day, I just | walked out, leavin’ her most all the ! ready money I had; knowin’ all thel time that she was smart as lightning | Well—" | he shifted his position slightly, “after ‘that, I drifted around quite a little, 'made and saved some money, and | Oh, then went back there to settle down | on the ranch and look after my prop- erties. “Well, sir, do you know what? Liv- in’ there on Beehive, and studying over things—Ilife and nature and what not—I got to be quite a philosopher. I found myself”—this with tremendous | impressiveness—"I remember the day when it came over me—just like a revelation. I was hoelng in the melon patch, and suddegly I straightened myself up and threw down my hoe, and I seemed to swell up as big as the universe. Why, I almost shouted: ‘I ain't afraid of Maria. I ain’t afraid of Marfa any more, not any more than I | am of those darned industrious ants yonder, which she’s like.’ “So not long after that I saddled my horse and rode up the mountain to Maria’s cabin; first time I'd clapped eyes on it since the day I left. 1 felt kind o' funny when I walked up thatl Well, Rosy came to the door and let me in; said her moth-: | path, you bet, er was at a missionary meeting but would be home soon. That suited me down to the ground. I thought I'd get things all arranged before Maria showed up. So, I broke it to Rosy with a good deal of pathos, if I do say it myself, that I was her long lost | father.” He shook his head gloomily. *“But it didn’t go. Rosy's a beautiful girl, beautiful, but she's got no tempera: ment. All the time 1 was talking to her, and anybody'll admit that 1 got a perguasive way with me, she looked as if she didn't belleve a word 1 was saying, and when I finished, she sat there with her eyes down and never opened her mouth. Embarrassing, wasn't it? ' “I was feeling kind o' foolish and not knowing what next to say when there was the sound of a key rattling in the lock and the next minute Maria walked in. “Then, would you believe it*—Rosa- lle, & beautiful girl, beautiful, but no savor falr, says right off, fike this: ‘Mother, this 18 Mr. McCurdy, he says he's my father.' “For a moment that seemed to de prive Maria of her power of speech, 80 I took my chance. “‘Yes, Maria, it's me,’ I sald. ‘After all these years.’ I spoke kind of touch- ingly, you know, as if overwhelmed with thoughts too deep for tears. ‘Yes, I've come back.’ “‘What for? says Maria, like that Make anyone jump. Sort of detonat. ing, like a bullet fired off close to your ear. “‘Maria,’ I sald firmly—and friend of my better days, I leave it to you, if you ever knew any man that could be firmer than me, not praising myself at all, you know, but just stating facts— ‘vou had your own way for a good many years, and you certainly took it; but you ain’t the only one that's had thelr own way. I've been having it right along down to Beehive Ranch, and,’ bere I rpoke very slowly and im- pressively, ‘I—found—myself—down— there, and I'm not to be bulldosed, or cowed, or crushed by anyone that walks the earth.’ “Now {f you talk to nine women cut of ten just that way, theyll knuckle down: but I'd have bet my last dime on Maria. I never yet saw any terms of speech that had any effect on her. She wouldn't hesitate to give a plece of her mind to St. George and then turn round and sass the dragon. I never vet saw man, woman, thing or situation that she was afrald of. 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