Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, July 3, 1912, Page 6

PAGE BIX THE EVENING TELEGRAM, _AK 1 FLA, JULY 3, 1912, o yw ey RESROREA13 PR b 1o L5 ' i BREA (14 i ¢ i dds happme B ! t 9 fi oyour weddin 41 B [u ¢ l Money adds peace of mind to your married life after. With j ! l 1t money in the bank you need n.t worry about being out of work, Start a bank account today Ask ““HER.” about sickness or other misfoitune. e and add happiness to the futnre. RST NATIONAL ANK e RN SR DOOR AND WINDOW bere again, Don't wait until th will have to have anyway., We hav T SR W S L S SRR LR T L L R. L. MARSHALL CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Will furnish plans and specifications or will follow any plans and specifications furnistied. BUNGALOWS A SPECIALTY. Let we show you some Lakeland Lomes I have built, FLORIDA Phone 267-Green. > LAXELAND, when you see it. You'll like its tas! still better when you try it D e 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, fertlle 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. we have it. SCREEN TIME Lonse s filled with flies and other sereens of every size and inomany N‘, patterns, Come today and choose ! — e your fly exclndoes Lal_(cland Hardware & Plumbing Co. 1he Modem Bakery Barhitc Brothers. Cupid and the Cat Gy A. Howard Gunter (Copyright, 1918, by Associated Literary Press) “Ambrose,” rewmarked Mrs. QGrant- | wood, “Jack Wliton is a very clever | boy. He has written some poetry to Genevieve.” Unfortunately, Mr, Grantwood was | prejudiced against poetry, statuary and tde theater, for he knew that ! these things bad nothing to do with the hardware business, and he felt | that they were apt to be improper. ' So he banged his fist down on the | table and cried: “Poetry! | boy's an idiot!" “He's very much in love with Gene- vieve,” replied his wife irrelevantly. “Well, why can’t he court her with common sense and plain prose? i { | ! ville?” | “Now, Dad,” declared Thomas Mandeviile Grantwood, who was & gtanch admirer of Je Wilton, reasonable. You couldu’t, you know, for Lily doesn't rhyme with anything - but silly and chilly and Mandeville | with ill and pill. The combination | ot words was ngzinst you # the verses were very | "preity,” persisted | whose fdea of poetry was bounded on one side by the "Psalm of Lile” and on the other by “Curfew Shall Not ! Ring Tonight.” *They began, ‘'Oh, Genevieve, bronght a cat, too, when he brought the poem. Genevieve told Ilux that the rats were taking the plac | Mr. rantwood v mollitied at i 2 Lonce, “Good, | always knew that boy | OF LAKELA]VD Lhad some sense. 1 could scarcely | | gleep last it for the rats. They | Under Control of U. 8. Governiucat { marched around the room ke sol- WD S " dlers.” «ATIETING | As donor of (he eat, Jack Wilton re- ey e e ceived a warm welcome that night from Genevieve's father, yet the | young mwan's usually cheerful counte- | nance was clouded. He had deter- mined to try his tate that evening, to tell Genevieve that he loved her, that lite was nothing without her, and a numtber of other beautitul remarks : g i that he had carefully prepared tor itsects befor pu fid your BELR, ALIONE LY e, the occasion. He had practiced his sereens, Come now and get what yvou | 8peech in his room, had told his Aunt 8allie that it should be now or never, (and had left home with abounding i self-confidence, But betore he reached the Grantwood home he experienced a familiar and sad sensation, his | courage began to dwindle at the front "door it had sunk below the line, and when he was ushered into the parlor it had ebbed entively away. Jack Wilton was not afraild ot the choleric Mr. Grantwood or the nen- " v resthenic Mrs, Grantwood; it was the girl herself who held him sllent. Whether it was the smoothness of the whiteness of her the passion- her blende hair, stiilly laundered dresses, Jless common sense shining in her | ey whether it wes any or all of | these things the young man could not ’!ell but certain it was that he had never been able to make love to Genevieve, though he had served long and faithfully in her train. Many frantic efforts he had made, but Gene- vieve was neither sentimental nor flirtatious, and her cheertul triendid- ness confounded his romantie fights S0 now he gazed in dumb misery from the rug at ber tect to the clock, while Gen sang Wime all her hit tle so1 td toid him all the jokes in th toinstatitoent of the “Wom wWieve : ‘.m's Piveside Fricnd ™ It was already HE VERY BEST WHEAT 10:20, and at 10 Jaek Wilton [ Knew, Mr Gran Id be heard | f only is used (o make the flour which: coughing v 1k room, and at 1 1 al £60s into our bread. And the very Must depart. i Bl S yet he could not 15 best methods ouly are cmployed to Meanwhlie, upstairs, | Gian wood awoke with a stare at a sie duee both the ur and the bread. sound in Lis oo, and the m table a groat gray o that w Youw'll like the looks of our bread| their Mg tlaltors: S | & molasses pie t lost, Tommy wi te| squeak it jung scarried downstans, | behind it Mrs, Grantwocl, i:h watching the was time fer Ani! fng in the dining room she called, but the words lps, for suddenly there was a thumping and bumping on the stairs and & huge rat, pursued by the new cat, rushed into the room. They ran, both the pursued and the pursuer, right over the sleeping form of old ' Ellen, the negro nurse, who lay on a plllut by Mrs Grantwood's bed. “Oh, Lord,” cried the old woman, “et can't jedgment day. 1 aint Mrened proper to rise In glory.” | Mrs. Grantwood rose in bed ang, ! quick of actlon, threw the brass cap- dlestick at the rat as it rushed past. ' The candlestick was heavy ana, 1 well aimed, might have done great damage to the rat, but unfortunately | it hit old Ellen. i “Oh, Lordy,” she walled, hiding her head in the bed clothes, “don't strike in the dark” She was firmly per. suaded that the end of the world haq come, but the rat took a more cheer- ful view and hung on to life with the tenacity of a Harlem strap-hanger. With the enmemy close upon her the raced down the hall toward the dip- ing voom, and Mrs, Urantwood, mind- ful of the Mandevilie china, gathered the bed clothes sbout her, and tol- lowed in haste In the parlor sack Wiit minding himseif that clock, o Was re- e was busi- Then the ! Did | I write poetry to you, Lily Mande- “be , ¥ Grantwood, | for yow to grieve.! And he | waist- | editor e only papei in t Sallie, who that very te proud 1t must be the time he +backed chalr, ' \\lm chatted gayly i the unusual noise ! and the | Wilton could re- sure her ‘e rat and the cat darted into the The young and Genevieve, utter- ing one uneu shriek, rushed into | s cloze embrace. Her bair was t,usled, her white frock crushed an Jick Wilton, in a hot rush of wordl, t:'d her everything that he had meant | ty tell her and a great deal more esldes. ; He wight have talked all night, had ,:n a volce of thunder interrupted | | him, “Sir, what does this mean?” " In the door stcod Mr. Grantwood, ciaritz ominously, with Mrs. Grant- .ocd in curl papers and a blanket, tiving very hard to see and not be | . anud behind them Tommy Grant- | arinding broadly. John Wil seen Mr, Grantwond in tow- | ol | ton hud eirl was fright- the curtains parted and ! man sprang up | l | GOOCOOCOUIGHO ;es, but never so angry as he bad seen Mrs. Grantwood | ing" in a rocking chair, but never fo lip now. Still he did Lot ver vieve, come to your mother,” commanded Mrs, Grantwood. Gie ieve did not stir; she was ex- | periencing the first great thrill ot her I { ladylile life, and she clung to her cried Mr, Grantwood, swell- but his wrathful tor- it short by Thom wood, who shout 1, look at that rat!” Wilton's cat had at last | cornered her prey and was bringing [ 1t to her master for the customary | praisc. Mr. Grantwood, at his small | looked. “(ood gracions, Lily,” he Mrhlmod “what a rat!” And forgetting his daughter he tell on his knees by the cat. M. ton, pressing his girl “I love your daughter.” Mr. Grantwood was pressing the cat to his heart. “Jack,” he rep'ied with conviction, “she's the best ratter fn the state.” “l know 1 am not worthy,” sighed the young man, “but I'll try to make | her happy.” | “She's hungry,” suggested Mr. Grantwood, “and she's much too tine to cat rats. Get her a chicken bone, son's zestion, to his heart, Tommy.” “Give her to me,” urged Jack Wil ton, and the absentminded Mr. last that he his daughter’s realized at tor Grantwood was belng asked hand. | eves began to twinkle. “All right, | Jack,” he answered, “I'll swap with you. It you must have G must have the cat. Now that's gain.” | A little later in the evening Jack home to tell Wilton was hastening | his Aunt Sallic the glad news. The | blood was still pounding unreason- ;nhly through his veins, and he seemed to be walking on air, when suddenly the words of his poem came back to him, imbued with new and wonderful meaning. lle thought ot the time he had spent on that poem, his nights of agony, his early morn- ing flittings in pursuit of inspiration from the rising sun. “And its queer,” he mused, for he was still of the opinfon that a rspaper man 18 necessarily “Htera “that it wasn't won her atter all, but Nelly” the poem th niy old mous Peflect Faith, “Women iy h.»- tty in little things t they Lm : ther's honesty said tl hadn "x\x.'!]‘l ver 1 8 . tlie sltuation t it »oopera 11 Peside me sat a wonan ed at the end ol the she had lost her purs 10 tie ¢ it had slipped front. e woman « tood p, shook Ler w oked under the seat, but co sl it said. My own 1 under the seat in it when the opera “Then other won bezan to hunt for handbags and purses that had fall- en. Some found them, others did not, But nobody to mind. They had a perfect faith that the things would turn up later, and settled back tranquilly for the second act. Imag- tne a lot of men letting their purses lie around like that. They would have found their money before quiet wag restored 1f the opera had been delay- ed till midnight” ie purse. she ped down . 'l et ce, seemed | All Have Beginning and End, | A sun is like a living organism; 1 | wears out. It maintains itself and its planets while its radlant power lasts, but it cannot do so forever. It con. tracts, fiickers, struggles, fades ang cat. Its lifetime 1s millions of vears, but it has an end. “Let us ae count ac & mere nothing,” cried Bos. suet, weverything that ends, for, though we should multiply years berond the reach of numbers, vet all woylq be nothing when the fatal term ig reach- ed” em——————— Utilized Time. “How is it that Bunks studled jaw in the spare time of such a busy ca reer?” “He read his booke while his wire was getting dressed to be ready in g minute.” e e e S Ile picked up the cat and his | Grantwood,” begged Jack Wil- | | | ‘.1;..-.-,: .m ODODDOTID O TR We Don’t Traii On Behind | when it comes to giving exceptional values. On the contrary e . d ard let others do the trailing if they can. Our Way of Sellmg means less profit o each sale, but many more sales, buy here we made a little and you save much. CHILES - ——— QOO0 DOLOONHH0 O. K. BAKERY RESTAURANT , QOO DO Cakes and Pies a Specialt ‘ht Rolis and Graham Bread on 1 Cream Bread and Like Mother [ Make:.” 41 Rye Sandwiches 5¢. Short Orders Reasonal! W. 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