Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, June 28, 1912, Page 6

. \ . - THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND. FLA. JUNE 20, 1912, . ings eggs to the hotel anty Miss Anne to see my langhed Kirtty, i don't. If Miss Anne is such o beanuty, I'll just wait until weiore 1 meet her. My valet e gone on ahead with my | i Lauiie’s Unex- -~ pected Game By A. Maria Crawford I Ao | traps. | : SR ! ~Qh, ves, they came in an automo-| (Copyright, 1912, 1':;.;»_;-\_?0' iated Literary “ile this morning u:d u?gk awful | E nensive rooms, mother said. “Well, hello!” said the big hunter U(‘I: xtrh." clad in brown corduroy. “What it I "y, 0iea curve in the road, the bad mistaken you for a rabbit or a rcung bunter and his charge came to | deer, and shot you? - '11e entrance of the cottage. A woman | The small figure of the child on the ‘2 gray with soft silver fox under her ground straightened up and she push. :avoat, stood,on the top step looking ed‘ her blue cap from her eyes. ¥ over the valley where a deep orange | You might have missed me. There - irned in the sky above the fringe of are lots of folks that'carry a gun that “apk cadar tees. can’t shoot and hit a.thing. Maybe The man stopped suddenly. | you can, though. I don't mean that “Miss Anne, called Kitty, “here's | you couldn’t,” apologized Kitty, puz .. an that's going to stop at the zled by the man's sudden laughter. i “That's all right. You didn't hurt Anne turned slowly, and the quiet! my feclings. Your remark couldn't|y iy or cace in her face gave place to | kave been personal, for I have never | oo oni<hment : | astoni=hment, been in these mountains before, and | .. it 1 vou, Laurie?" she ask- ou can always afford something—no matter how small—put it | ' A i in the bank. The most successful men in the world say, “Your ex- | i { penses should never exceed your income.” Take that advice—and bank the surplus, It will make you independ- | ent—is a safeguard against sickness, accident and misfortune, Next j FIRST NATIONAL BANK| OF LAKELAND , | Under Control of U. S. Government [ GARDEN TOOLS OF QUALTY. are the only kind we handle and the only kind you ought to handle. You want a spade, hoe, rake or ork made o real steel, not one that bends like tin. You cap get it here along wnh; | | yours early so you can beat our your everything else for gardening. Buy neighbor with your garden. lakeland Hardware & Plumbing Co. R. L. MARSHALL CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Will furnish plans and specifications or will follow any plans and specifications furnished. | BUNGALOWS A SPECIALTY. ! Let me show you some Lakeland Lomes I have built. LAKELAND, Phone 267-Gynen. FLORIDA THE VERY BEST WHEAT : only is used to make the flour which goes ‘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 like its taste still better when you try it. K The Modern Bakery Barhite Brothers iAreu't. you cold out here? What's that | you are doing?" “I'm getting galax leaves for Miss' |after their lovers have gone,” |eet a few flowers while I am living | She's going to stay here all winter. | . in the mountains this winter so as not "to leave him alene so much.” you den’t know a thing about me. ! e man, putting Kitty ! handing the nuts to her, . AR s [ Of course you understand Anne’s shrine, “ : T, | this an accident. [ supposed you l‘.crg“: is there a Cutholic nbout!“.m.e broad) | Anne came down the steps holding “I don’t know ‘hout ber belng a!gut per hard. “Won't you say that you Cath’lic,” answered Kitty, “These are |, for a love shrine. It's all like the | oq tremulousiy. most beautiful story, mother says. We | “No." said Laurie, “for the sight of think Miss Anne’s lover died.’ [ you has opened the old wound.” “Yes, women usually erect shrinos‘1 “Herc's your leaves for the love | ) s"i‘llshnnc. Mis2 Anne, and the hickory “I'drather | pues for the cake. I have to run on now. Mother'll be looking for me. than '!“""’ a cemetery full after I am | \iych obliged to you for carrying me. dead. It was most polite of you,” added “Are you going up the mountain® ity \with all the grown-up dignity ssked Kitty. “If you are, 1 wish |gho could summon to her service, you'd carry lpls little basket of hick- “Come in, Laurie, for a minute,” ory nuts. Miss Anne wants them for:m.gm the girl hospitably. *I have a cake." {wanted to see you again,” | “I'll carry them for you,” answered | He Leld open the door for her with the hunter gallantly, “but not for a | his old time dcference and charm, | hysterical woman who builds shrines! (hen went in after her, lcaving his | to dead men.” | game suck and gun on the porch. { “Well, T don't eare who you think | The liitle living room was warm you're doing it for,” said Kitty stub- | with bright rugs and hangings, and the | iblg fire of black-jack wood sent out | a welcoming cheer. Laurie's quick eyes looked for the shrine. On a small inlaid ebony table stood a pic- ture in a silver frame, but in the dim light, the face of the man was not clearly seen. A bowl of galax leaves was on one side, and a tiny inceuse jar of curious design stood on the Iother. A volume of Mrs, Browning's poems was there, too, and Laurie thought instantly of the night he had carried that same little leather book to Anne. She had stood behind his chair reading to him and he remember- ed that when she repeated, “I love thee to the level of every day's most quiet need, by sun and candle light,” she had leaned over and kissed him softly on the forehead. But that, he recalled, was before she had come into her Aunt Patricia's vast es- tate. “Won't you sit down, Laurie?’ Anne's voice was low and musical and played on the man's heart strings like magic. “No, Anne.” The quietness of his own voice startled him. “I came here on a hunting trip. I'll move on in the morning. The game is prety well kill- ed out.” He was trying to talk of common- place things, and keep his eyes from seeing the picture of the man Anpne loved. “Yes, deal.” She lighted a tall standing lamp and They Had Come in Sight of the Cot-| Laurie watched the flame flicker and tage. then burn steadily, {toward the shrine, dav Laurie Thorne bitterly, L DOOOOOOUCO the natives hunt a great He looked again The picture in the silver frame was his own. “Anne, what does that mean? The child out there said thatwsyou kept a shrine to the memory of some | man vou loved. Anne, what does it ! mean " | You left me because somebody told | vou that Aunt Patricia had left me her | fortune, together with her godson,! Lord Dunsford. You believed and— | and—" { “Your cousin Tom, your own law- ver, told me. 1 thought you didn't care, Anne, whom do you love?" ! Anne threw the yellowed galax leaves into the fire where they burn. ed sputteringly, then replaced them ! with the fresh ones Kitty had gather- ed on the mountain. She turned back | bornly, “just so Miss Anne getsthem, Mother's very glad, for it's company | for us, you know. My father sells Jumber, and mother and I are staying The child trudged bravely along be- side the big six-foot man for a long distance up the rocky road, then she stumbled and sitting down in the road calmly announced: “You go on to Miss Anne's cottage—you get to it before you do to the hotel where we stay—and tell her to send somebody after me, I'm too tired to move.” “Get up off that cold ground,” de- manded Laurie. “I'll carry you." “Can you do it with that gun and basket and-—what is in that sack?" she 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 we give you desirable neighbors in addition to ROSEDALE'S other attratcions. Wide streets, shade trees, fertile sall, building restrictions. Inside the city, one block east from Jake Mor- ton, SMITH & STEITZ #d G. C. ROGAN Deen-Bryant Building. Whatever you want in rea lestate. we have it. then to the figure in brown corduroy. “Did you think I—I could forget you for all the money and lords in the world?" she sobbed. “I came looking for game,” he said, his arms about her, “and I have He swung her up on his shoulder found the most desirable game in the | and she sighed contentedly. world, and yet, T don't want to shoot | “I'm awfully tired. I guess I walk- ft. W1l you let me put this game ed too far. Mother'll scold if she finds [1n captivity—in my heart—for always, out I went so far alone.” 1_““_,.. “Right she’ll be to scold and smnk‘ “For always,” said Anne, softly. 'y:u;m&o:‘,“y:u;gr l:g:.v '::;:e:?umaln’ “No matters what comes, will yonQ ilo\'a me on and on, dear?” “I'm not a baby any more. I'm near-| ppep came ber answer that sent hot | ly seven. Any way I had to get those | po0q pracing In his veins. leaves. The old ones in the bowl right | «; w1 Jove you to the level of by his picture have turned nearly yel- |every day's most quiet need, by sun low. Miss Anne loves him dreadtully.” 5ng capdle light.” “I expect so. If she is like most | ] women, & memory is a thing to cher- | fsh. It's a romance. I bet a dol- lar, girlie, that Miss Anne is a sour | old maid, who never had a beau in her life. “She’s just bluffing you.” “No, sir-ee,” said Kitty, promptly. | ‘There’s been about a hundred men to llee her since she came last summer. ' 8he's young and too beautiful to be {real. She looks like a fairy princess. | A sure enough duke came to see her last, but she shipped him, easy as dad- 'dy sells logs, he said.” “Is that the place?” “They had come in sight of a gray stone cottage and the glow from the log fires within made the wing , bright crimson in the early tv “Yes. 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