Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, August 20, 1912, Page 6

Every little bit helps. You can always sparé “something™ if You e just a little within your income. By adding a “trifle” ev- ery day you will, in time, have a fortune and jp any cage provide against misfortune. Bring a “little bit” into this bank every day ATIOVAL BN start now. FIRST N OF LAKELAND Under Control of U. 8. Government IF IT'S REAL ESTATE You want, see us before you buy. We have it anywhere and in any size tracts, and if it is * INSURANCE You are needing we can give you the bestjon earth and treat you right. Polk County Real Estate & Insurance Co. Office: Room 7, Deen & Bryant Bhuil-ling CHIPOPOPOPIII X0 D10 HHOI0I0000T0H0e YOU SHOW WITH PRIDE bath OO the room you have had us equip in up-to-date style. You don't show the old fashioned Kind at all. If you have been deterred from having the yours modernized by imagined cxpense, huve a talk with us. It may net cost nearly so much as you have been led to believe. Lakeland Hardware & Plumbing Co. R. L. MARSHALL CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Will furnish plans‘and specifications or will follow any plans and mciluti?nl furuished. BUNGALOWS A SPECIALTY. Let me show you some Lakelond homes I have built, Phone 267-Graen. FLORIDA Live Where You Will Like Your Neighbors We are exercising great care to sell our ROSEDALE iots only to the best class of people. Thus we give you detirable neighbors in addition to ROSEDALE'S other attratcions. Wide streets, shade treps, fertile sall, bullding restrictions. Inside the Y, one block cast from Jake Mor- tcn, SMITH & STEITZ and G. C. ROGAN Deen-Bryant Bullding. Whatever you want in rea lestste we have it. THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., AUG. 20, 1912. Nurse Mary’s Patient By Susanne Glenn opyright, 1912, by Assoclated (Copyright, pr clated Literary Frederick Woodard sat as if stun- ned. “Surely you do not mean it?” he said to Evelyn I'aird, appealingly, “But surely I do, Frederick,. We are entirely unsuited to each other* “That {s such a threadbare story, Evelyn.” “Yet it i« true. I love you; still, I know we should never be happy to- gether after the first. I hav: seen it tried too many times to deliberately walk with you into disillusionment.” “I must confess I do not under- stand your theory, Evelyn. If we had not been suited to each other, why should we have learned to care so entirely? Remember this is no em- passioned, love-at-the-instant affair. We have been growing into it all our lives. We enjoy the same amuse- ments, the same studies, the same interests.” “But life, dear boy, does not con- sist entirely of reading poetry and studying nature at close range. If it did—" She spread out her pretty hands with an expressive sigh. “You do not understand yet, Lis- ten, Freddie. You know that lovely little white house that your mother kept so exquisitely? Perhaps you do not know that the whole countryside wondered how she managed to do it, and educate her children and keep so beautifully sweet and wonderful herself? “That is what you were brought up to, and—I should fail you, that is all, No matter how much I might wish to be a good wife to you, I could never do it, not in that way, I do not know how. We were not brought up alikee We are as far apart ae " *“Money can make us,” supplanted the young man bitterly. “Not that,” she cried sharply. “Do vou think I do not suffer? Do you “Money Can Make Us." think [ fear poverty in itself? I only—" She paused as if powerless to proceed, “However you express it, Evelyn,” he sald more kindly, “you cannot deny that it 18 money—or rather my lack of it—that is separating us. But perhaps, as you say, it is better now than later. I suppose men do not always understand such things, I know I never dreamed of my mother as being unhappy or overburdened.” That evening Frederick Woodard sat in the silent little white house. Everything was as his mother had left it. Perhaps only those who are blessed with such a mother as his can realize what a home means. IHow the house was tenantless! Evelyn had sald she could not come! He did not moan or bewall his fate He jammed his hands deep into his pockets, and looked straight ahead with hard, unseeing eves. Were all the finer things of subservient to money ; a man buy bis wife quent happiness with th, | rency of the country? \ er a disappointed wor a relentiess poverty? U . * - ! The early Decom ered in the room w was seated. She fe about this room, the self-sgerificing nurse Upon her return horoe grimage in which she ha to forget Frederick Wood: unfortunate affair, she wa and delighted to find Ler old 1 Mary Dawson so near her, Yet their first visit had been brolen in upon by a hurry call from the local physician. “You stay here,” the capable 1 \ had sald as she hastlly dor warm wraps. “If it is anyth will detain me, I will call » Otherwise, I'll be back in hal? | You will find things to read | for them. Good-bye, dear.” | So Evelyn sat in the room | ent in its simplicity from her ow ! 1y apartments, and wonder. | must seem like to be alway a call. Presently the telcpt “Hello, Evelyn,” ¢ | ful voice. “T'm sorr) 3 ! well go home. I will not 1: night. Come in and sco 1 { at two, .my b | be at my rooms. ( | DLvelyn went next many hours he had spent here since ! And now | unaccountably, to hear about the case, “\Why, it is an old neighbor of yours,” declared Mary Dawson. “You surely remember Fred Woodard? He is just back from some place in the southwest where he has been building a bridge. Was taken at the hotel yes- terday with an ugly fever. It is a pity, for it is such a dreadful place for him.” “Is he dangerously ill?” Evelyn's voice sounded strange and uninter- ested. “le is delirious, and the doctor says there isn’t much to build on—seems to have gone to picces generally. He tulls continually about a key. He beus me to get it and unlock the door so he can get in, He seems to have an impression that he is locked out of his own house.” j=!" sobbed Evelyn, rushing 5 m the room, leaving her stonished friend alone, A few minutes later a white faced giri was talking earnestly with the kit old doctor, the very thing,” he said, ior shoulder soothingly. “It le hard to move him, but that te less harmful than for him to, v where he is. Get the key this | noon and we'll get him over there e morning.” v secmed like sacrilege when the girl tremblingly begun her search among his possessions for the key. In a small box it lay, with a picture of hiz mother and—one of herself! She kissed them all in infinite relief. Then she hastened to the little white house. With her own hands, unaccustomed to labor as they were, she swept and dusted, aired the rooms and built fires, “It is of no use to interfere,” she told her astonished mother, “if he lives and wants me, I am going to marry him!"” But Frederick Woodard did not' know when he was placed in his own | § bed in the pleasant, sunny chamber, He continued to beg to be taken home, It was not until Ilvelyn with her own hands placed the key in his weak fin- | gers that he sank to a refreshing slum- | 8 ber. i One day the sick man's eyes opened | with a rational light. He gazed about him in slow bewilderment. The sun- | light glinted through Evelyn sat near him in her gown over which the fire cast shadows, “Is it a dream?” he last, “It 18 no dream; you are really at home, Freddie,” she smiled quietly. “But how did I get here?" | “You were ill at the hotel. We knew | you would be more comfortable here at home, so I opened the house and Dr. Way and Nurse Mary brought you here.” “And you?” “Oh, I have come over through the day to look after the house, and to sit with you during the nurse’s hour at home.” “Whom do you have to help, Ev. elyn?” “Why, no one, dear boy. I do it my- self. Will you believe that I actually enjoy it? It is the first time I ever did antyhing useful for anyone, Fred- erick. I—did not understand how it could be a joy instead of a hardship!” At the look in the sick man's face the girl slipped to her knees beside his bed. “I want to come—to stay, Frederick, 1f vou still want me.” “Dear,” he sald, “wait. You are pity. ing me now because I am Il “It isn’t that. I am not afrald any- more; experience has made me wiser. T understand now what made your mother 8o lovely. Il mever be like her, dear, for T did not begin right. But I'll try so hard to be a good wife. Will you take me back, Frederick?” Woodard put his arms about her with quite remarkable strength. VALUABEE SENSE OF HUMOR Its Possession, Shown by Shrewd Ex. pedient, Possibly What Made Preacher Great. A sense of humor in a preacher of the Crusades seems incongruous if not incredible, but Foulques de Neuilly of whom Prof. John C. Hildt writes in the South Atlantic Quarterly, m’idvnhi iv possessed it. One day, when his sarments were being torn from mm! by the crowd. who thought every bit | of his clothing holy, he called out: i “Take care, do not tear to picces my clothes: they are notr blessed going to bless the ca vonder.” of the cross, and ple fell upon the garment inte white | ,rosy I whispered at | T am}| sock of that man ! he made the sign | ately the peo- ! 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