Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, August 24, 1912, Page 7

Girls Men Hate. Men may laugh and joke with the girl who tries to be “manly,” but they never want to marry her. Men bheartily dislike girls who naz and scold; they want to run a mile from them. Men may be sorry for awkward and bashful themselyes, Mo: avold girls who are always sayi: spiteful things about other girls, Men hate untidy, slovenly girls, with badly brushed hair and a crooked walst line, Men fight ehy of dull, discontented eirls; the bright, sunny ones get all their attention. ————— Aigrettes on Hats. | The algrettes slant backward from ! the hat at amazing angles—the queer- i er the angle the more chic the cha- peau. The Pocahontas is a favorite | style. This is a rather small toque *with a brim rising straight up all around and the whole hat slanting ! slightly toward the back. Against the "high brim are arranged long quills, growing shorter as they reach back, ermo fabric—a silky mobair 8o that the hat has much tho appear- ! weave—is used here in|ance of an Indian chief's beaddress . «tsle over a skirt of cerise for the warpath o .Ui-, and the vivid cerise ma-| | .rmears again in the collar sec: el '-“-,fd wl:nalse is gracetully | B £ and fastens at the side with a white silk butten and loop matching ge fastening of the front of the todice. Neck irill and sleeve ruffles m'of sheer white plaited net. White pckskin colonfal pumps accompany tls summer costume. The soft belt §of cerise aepe mete Character Revealed by Eye. Gray eyes dexnote creative temperae ment, but not always honesty. What | the novelists and poets term the cold, | gray eye is considered to be a sign of | selfishness and cruelty, though it often |denote| shrewdness and talent. Very ; clever people whose eyes are gray gene ! erally have smzll spots of orange in i the irls round the pupil. QUALITY is the fundamental principle in pod store keeping, as in farming. It costs no more for the transportation, han- dling, insurance, number of people employed, display and advertising for good quality than for poor. Our hardware is the best that we can buy. It wsts the least that the best costs anywhere. ad ! enjoy handling our tools—they have the right hang balarce, Our builders’ hardware is durable and Our cutlery is made only trom the best steel. ‘an come here with your eyes shut and know vou are my the best, I~ our watch word! The Jackson — } 7 Io LG 518 0 GG DI O If good work is what you are look ing for, you cap get it at Lakelano Steam Laundry. Compare our work with other and you will find it in the lead. We are just as anxious to please you as you are to be pleased. TRY US. Phone 130. WE LAKELAND STEAM LAUNDRY R. W. WEAVER, PROP. ’Phone 130 painfully shy girls, but these do not | appeal to them. They mcke them fee! ' Ison Co . Nell of the Mountains By LOUISE MERRIFIELD - -PYTight, 1912, by Assoclated Literary Press) “Where's Nell?” Burt Sims reined up shoily at the wide mill opening. | Ol Farley waited till the saw had cut | through the heart of the great cedar | Lefore he came forward. | “Been up ter the house?” “She ain't there. You seen her go | by, Tinkum?” Tinkum lay flat down in the saw- dust, making roadways. “Mebbe she's | ¢ , “She ! alter laurel,” he vouchsafed. goes down to the gap after some every night after supper.” Burt pressed his knees against the sorrel mare's sides and she sprang forvard over the rough wooden bridge and down the road to the gap. On the rock embankment above the ! railroad he found her, sweet and dainty as the mountain laurel that grew in great shrubs of pink bloom in the gray rock crags and crannies. And he told her why he had come, point blank, roughly, without hesi- tancy or doubt as to the outcome, while Nell dropped her head and smil- ed. Lately she had become somewhat of a oonnoisseur in love-making. “So I thought I'd better tell you,” finished up Burt. “I've got this call down to Rocking Stone, and 1 won't be back soon, and your father thinks we'd better marry before I go." “Well, I reckon 1 won't marry you, Burt, not yet awhile,” Nell laughed. Before he could ask why, there had ! come the long call of the engine whistle down the gap, and she lifted her head as if to meet it. Burt watched her, saw her color rise, and her eyes shine, as the ex- press thundered into view, and he also saw the engineer lean out of the cab window. and toss something at her feet. It was a small box, well wrapped and weighted with o lump of coal, K vell open it up, Nell, roughly. “You're found out.” ‘I don't care.” flashed back Nell ain't i of you." She td openied up the hox. cather ease, and wasp of “Well, | Reckon | Won't Marry You, Burt.” almost frightened delight when she saw the ring imbedded in the whito velvet. It was not a diamond, but three pearls, large as early peas they seemed to Nell, and beautiful as the dawn that she loved to watch melt the mist wreaths up and down the long valley. “How'd you get to know him | Nell?” .| Nell's chin went up defiantly. I carried medicine for mother down fold Mis' Haynes. An’ it was la! An' T took the railrond bridge v coming home. An’ the train oo along, an’ I'd been Kkilled if hadn’t seen me, and slowed up it time.” “Then what?” “Then, then I always watched him.” Rowan. He's a Nashville fellow.” “How do you know so much?” “He told me—I mean wrote it to “I always told your pa it'd bri: ley to school. Give me the letters.” “I won’t. You and all the men uj b/re are just the same. A woman aln't 00 more to you than your hound, not as much as your horse. Ain't I scen my mother slave and grow old with- out a decent word from month ¢nd * month end? Ain’t I seen her licked sometimes, too, before I was ol enough to fight dad? Suppose ing to stay here in these mou and be the wife of one of you® young laughrang out trjumphant!y slipped the ring on her third fir snd held it to her lps. “I'm zoir2’ marry Ned Rowan, and mighty =00%, too.” The tall, lean young moun i’ watched her with half-clozed ¢} and closed lips. “Are you? You'll have about it, Nell.” He tur head. *’Cause he azin't o He “Watched for him, an’ you dou't| even know his name.” “I do so, Burt Sims. It's Ned mischief letting you go down the val- | , 1912, his head at her call. ride away toward ! ! sunset. The whole T of ains seemed built of 1 tones and ramparts 1 vivid radiance. i 1g out at it all; dark 1 of the mountains, She loved 1t her the only romance and joy had ever come into ber lite, Bad been born and bred in the ol uber mill, child of wearied, |t 1 mountain folk. Only little | Tirkum had cheered her, Perhaps her mother had caught a gleam of | e different world in the glory of the sunsets and had hequeatheq a hid- | d_. ¢ heart longing to lLoer daughter. ! ! Ne'l never knew. Her mother still Worked on at the mill house, a' slender, stoop-shouwldered, close-lipped Woman, with only her eyes to betray | hor: great, lustrous, hungry eyes like Nell's; dark hazel, like the mountain | brooks in shadow. l That night Nell der letters—showed her the ring and asked what she should do. Mrs. Far- ley cried silently, and held her girl close to her breast. Dearfe, dearfe, T don't know,” she said. "I only want you to be happy. Burt Sims won't make you a good husband. I saw him Kkick his horse, | even. If you've got a chance to get | away, T mustn't hold you. Mountain life's a living death for the women | folks, Nell. help you." “And what about father?” You'd batter go, and I'll | and it won't hurt you." “I'll send for you and Tinkum, sure, ' mother,” Nell promised, passionately. “I won't forget, but I'm going sure tomorrow."” Ned had written to her he would leave his engine at the first town above the gap with another engineer, Ivide hack on the up local and meet hee at the dittle waveide station two Hles from the mill. Wrapped in her ook, Nell gtole away maothe it § way down the s mtain sl he smoke from |the burning hridu Pt had kept I e had ey v to the 1 _ it we st trip jo1 train thio | Nell sped down the rough road to the tracks, then on to the bridge [The fire was eating away the sup T ports, but lght footed as a deer she ran over it to the far side, half chok- ing with the smoke and heat, her cloak helq to her face. And when the express whistle sounded around the nountain curve, the stood In the center of the track, waving the old cloak above her head to save Ned's life, and hundreds more, from the death plunge down on the rocks In the raplds under the bridge. Ned forgot the crowd as he held her in his arms before them, and some- how the news of the elopement leaked out, as Nell told her story. When one of Ned’s pals in the train crew brought them a hatful of bills and silver, Nell refused the gift blushing. “I didn't do it for anybody special, ‘cepting Ned. I don’t want any money, please.” “It's to start the honeymoon with, little girl,” they told her, and Nell knew the message of the sunset to her had been right. Freedom and golden happiness lay in the promise of its glory, beyond the rim of the purple mountains. THAT ENDED CONTROVERSY | cat's Diet of Chicken to Go On, and Owner Would Settle at the Mar- ket Price. 3 When summer cat and chicken time come meighbors fall out who at other seasons live together in sweet accord. | In a nearby suburh a handsome white | cat was the pride of a well kept estab- { lishment, where he was the only kind | of live stock permitted to exist. told her mother, ! showed her Ned's letters—manly, ten- ! ! i “He'll take it out on me, dearle, | { PALLK SEVEN , 2000000, ‘ T A Y e Y SRR Y £0 VICE To YOU f peceived, i of our business is based on giving First Qual- !t Square Deal all around. ing your Pl‘cscriptious filled in accordin ¢ ions, bring them to us. PHARMACY Phone 25 i FEEE PR RREF RIS D DOOUDVDVCOIVOVOIOOOT: SPER I pors § PSS RO 1 ng in " AU SuPHI Jlamps for the front to lLicense taes for the back, from tires that (ouch tke ground o teols that hei Keog your car from going wn in the air Even if you think your car is fulis equipped, better come in end look | aronnd. There is aow ni | new te e her coe i [ Foot of Main St. Brown & Lousit Lakelana Florida UNION AUTO GARAGE (0. OTOGOIOHOPOS LSOO OO O OHON et 20 We are now prepared to furnish iron and brass cast- ings of all deseriptions. We also do all kinds of machine vk, * Lakeland Foundr y and chhine Co. Latedland, IMorida = For Elberta Peaches, Bananas, Plums, = Figs, Cantcloupes, Grapes, Lemons, » Pincapples or any kind of Fruit call up i H. O. DENNY b PHONE 226 g BOUQTE COOOBO BOHGIOIIPQBRIOHOHO O MAPS, BLUE PRINTS Maps of any description comphi°d on short notice. Special attenties given to complling city, display and advertising maps. County and State maps kept on hand. Chemically prepared, non-fading blue priats at ses~ sunable rates. Speclal rates for prints in large quantities. Prompt attention given mall orders. ! South Florida Map and Blueprint Co. Room 213-215 Drane Building LAKELAND, FIA SOMO PO BOHOHOPOIOFOLO IO DI TOHOFOHOPO g Lakeland Artificial Stone Works 3 Next door they kept chickens, which | seemeqd to the family who had nothing [of the sort a little low Of conrse these remurks were not made in a tone that would carry over the well- trimmed hed 4 relations were quite friendly until fluffy little chick- ens hegan to erawl through the hedge to eat the nice bugs in the neighbor's flourishing flower garden They uever returned to tell how luscious was thi: food, for the large | white cat, seeing these tempting mor- | sels, clalmed theimn for his own. Angry passions were let loose, and | it seemed as If peace wonld never be | restored between the respective own- {ers of cat and chickens, when the cat owner had a happy thought. “How much are those —— chickens | Near Electric Light Plant é MAKES § w 8o RED CEMENT PRESSLID BRICK CALL AND SEE THEM. CAN SAVE YOU NONEY | | | | worth?” he demanded “They are worth at least twenty-five cents.” “Well, twenty-five cent chickens are none too good for my cat. He shall live on chicken if he chooses and I will pay the bill.” | His Cook. “What’s the matter, Younghubby?™” . | asked Oldboy. “You look pale arc-ad [ the gills.” | “I guess it's lack of nourishment,” replled Younghubby. “My wife knows 100 ways to use a chafing dish, but | she can't boil an egg.” She’s Not That Old. “l once saw Bernhardt play Cleo- patra. She played Cleopatra in a ! superb manner. 1 worder sometimes 3 “whero she got her ideas.” “From seeing the original, maybe,” ' ' was the ungallant response. Crushed Rock, Sand and Cement for Sale BUILDING BLOCKS OF ALL DESCRIPTIONS 12 and 18 inch Drain Tile for Sidewalk, Gate Posts, Flower Mounds, Ete. Good Stock on Hand WE Deliver Free of Charge H. B. ZIMMERMAN. Proprietor. GO D I DIDBOSOLE IO IO HO IOPASOPOLOEOISOSOE0 FOSINN [ am going to retire from active business and in order to o this | am oftering my entire stock of Dry Goods, Notioms, ete.. (t you waut to make $1do the work of §5, come to my siore and lay in a supply of Spring and Summer Goode. Everythiag will be slashed to rock bottom prices, including LAWNS, LINENS, GINGHAMS, PERCALES, CHAMBR!A '8, WLKS, SATINS, SHOES, HOSE. Come land See My Line. My Prices Will Astonish You N. A. RIGCINS T N S e S S R