Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, October 19, 1912, Page 6

g gz LU BN ELEGRAM, LAK .0 N, FLA, OCT, 19, 1912, said to her moiher. * The other girlg will get to inviting him, and they will feed him with layer cakes and pies and ice cream. The boys say it's just like a poorhouse here. We never give them a thing to eat.” “Well, if that's all they come for, I'd be mighty glad to have them stay away. Pie and cake and ice cream {s unhealthy stuff, and I ain’t going to have any in my house. This {8 no eating house, Mrs, Willets snapped out this de- claration and went upstairs to bed at her usual early hour. She relented enough to caution the two young | caller without much animation. - EVER any fear of burglars if you kesp yout papers, valuables and jewelry in our deposit vaults-—built on the most scientific modern lines by into the sitting-room. “Bertha's going to have a beau,” she informed, “and you can sit in the kitchen and study your lessons.” They obediently went to the Kkit- chen, but did not study. “Who's coming to see Bertha?” asked Bert. “Red Reymond. He's been out west for four years, you know. Been a cowboy and shot Indians.” & “Oh, I hope Bertha keeps him for the world’s greatest safc makers. Utterly proof a steady.” L o against fire, theft, ctc, FIRST NATIONAL AN had been eavesdropping, “ because ma won't let her make any pies and cake and stuff for him to eat.” “Huh!” commented Bert. Ly L) ain’t likely he's anything like these farmers around here. He won't care for pie and cake.” “Bertha don't seem to keep a fellow long,” lamented Richard. “Ned Price only kept company a month. He says he likes fat girls with red cheeks. Bertha's pale and thin, you know.” “That's not a cowboy’s style,” re- marked Bert, who had taken to draw- ing books from a circulating library. “They llke the delicate kind.” “Oh, yes,” sald the more material Richard, “look at that pancake bat. OF LAKELAND FOARDCHBIOBOBP LRI O PO PR ED IO IO HODO T IS0 D FAIRBANKS, MORSE & CO. g o 2 g GASOLINE. OIL, GAS:ENGINES % & » Stack of Whites, and Adams and Eves Won. By BEL_LE MANIATES. Bertha :x\\';lih'z;-—fl_\e coming of her £ PUMPS TANKS TOWERS Write, Wire or Phone. f Arthur Masters,” Sou. {Agent | LAKELAND, FLORIDA ORI OB DI ODO N OGO O -~ 3 - "WOODMAN SAVE THAT TREE" should be the modern version of the famous poem. Don't let it wilt and die just for the want of a little at- tention. Come here and get a tree spruyer with which you can rid your trees of all moths, caterpillars, bugs, tungi, ete. You would not sell one “Say, These Are the Best Cakes | of your trees for a lot of money. Ever Ate.” Show the carnestness of your regavd | (r once! It's more than slopping over.” “Well, you can't stop it, can you?" “No; but it's a pity to waste it, Say, Bert, let's bake some cakes. [ didn't have half enough supper.” *“All right, and we'll make some coffee, too, and set the table and ask Bertha to have her beau out.” The boys immediately set to work and when things were ready they marched into the sitting-room where Bertha, distrait from her mortifica- tion at not belng able to offer Red cake and pie, was ill at ease and in- attentive. She welcomed the diver- sion of the entrance of the boys. “Say,” said’ Bert, “Richard and I got hungry, and we are going to have a spread In the kitchen. Don™t you ‘ks waat to come out?” “Sure we do,” responded Red promptly, rising from his chair with alacri'y and following the boys. Bertha obeyed with some trepida- | tion. . 5 oS — *“Oh, Lord!" ejaculated Red when "‘mm,’1 he came into the big, warm Kitchen | . end smelled the cofice, "1 do believa i ‘Tat's a stack of burkwheats, I used {» dream about them when I was down in New Moxico,” l Bertha's sp The boys I saving it from its enemies. Lakeland Hardware & Plumbing Co. R. L. MARSHALL CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Will faraish plans and specificatious or will follow any plans and specifications furnished. BUNGALOWR A SPECIALTY. Lot me show you some Lakeloud homes I have built, LAKELAND, Phone 267-Green. 1S rose, had set the table nicely. The m.’hu[ smelled promising. There were a | pitcher of cream and a jug of syrup | on the table. “8it down, Live Where You Will Like Your Neighbors irged Bert. “T'll bake 1 will serve you. g We are exercising great care to | ha.” sell our ROSEDALE lots only to the I * inquired Richard, as he laig best ciass of people. Thus we give i 4 golden-brown cake en Red's plae, y0u deniradbie neighbors in additio: ] - what did you call these? A what cf buckwheat “Stack,” said Led, pouring aboyt {a pint of syrup over the cakes, f¢ RUSEDALL'S other attratcions Wide strects, shade trees, fertile esll, bullding vestrictions. Inside the | “That’s what they call them out/ v, one hlook east from Jake Mo {west. Wheat cakes is a sak of ty, { whites. Peached eggs on tc s | Adam and Eve on a “Go on, tell more Bert, waving a po {edly in the nis Red laughed o-1 betwen ¢ ha related western 18 to the hoys' content. | “Say, these are the best cales I! ever ate, but I've just about reached my limit. Coffee’s bully, too. It'sl cheered you up,” sald Red clancing | Leenly at the girl's br' ™ o «p wos ofraid [ was boring ;. “Na” explained Bert camestly, | « gne’s been focling bad all day cause she couldn't give you ple, and cake SMITH & STEITZ and G. C. ROGAN:I Deen-Bryant Building. Whatever you want in rea lestate s bave it. . He won't ccme many times,” she|* beys, Richard and Bert, not to go|. “She won't,” replied Richard, who| .j0q a pot of Boston baked beans i tional one. No other country does | the face of the | shrieks of laughter. The dog barke, | |8 eream. Ma won't let us have ‘ od thing she don't. They | VL fit stulf for anyone to eat,” | | 1 | | | | ‘eclured Red as he went back into e sitting room with the light- hearted Bertha, while the boys ate cir eakes, washod the dishes, added » Buckwheat {o the depleted jar and sot things to rights. “We've got to keep him. He's too 1 to lose.” said Bert soberly. 15 he coming 2again to-morrow | night, Bertha?” whispered Richard | fre-1 his bed room as his sister came +- airs at a late hour, <0¢ e dMOke.... A.H.T. CIGARS A. H. T. CIGAR CO. Lakeland, Florida ves” she answered happily. “It was just lovely of you, boys, to think of the cakes. He's going to bring voaq coch a present to-morrow.” “1t'Il be all right for him,” prophe- ¢iod Dert. “You leave the feeding part to us.” Tho next night the little brothers uchered themselves into the ing room, “\Ve've got some Adams and Eves rofts,” grinned Richard. vell, you are the best chefs I +” sald Red approvingly, “and vou bet you'll get a tip.” He handed ihem each an Indian bow and arrows. The menu consisted of a big plat- tor of poached eggs on toast. It was Pichard’s duty to gather eggs and he had hidden a dozen of the day’s find. The coffee Red pronounced to be & dream. “Are you coming to-morrow night?”’ usked Bert anxiously. “If your sister will let me,” laugh- ed Red. o The next night the young cooks in- £l that was simmering on the stove, but on the occasion of the next call from their sister's beau, the boys were at a loss for something to prepare. P “Talk about Old Mother Hubbard's cupboard,” said Bert dejectedly. “There a'int even pancake batter.” “Well, I just took a turn at the pro- vidin’ to-day,” announced Richard. “I split some wood for old man Lukes and he paid me with two quarts of cider that's just on the turn. It's|; hid out in the corn crib. And I was down to take Mrs. Dunn her mail |t and she told me to go to the dough- | X! nut jar and help myself. I got six.” “Bully for you, Rich. We'll dip the fried cakes in that dust sugar on the top shelf.” They all grew hilarious together over the cider. Bertha's color rose us did Red's courage. The next night as sister's beau came up the lane he was met by Bert. ‘Say” sald the boy doggedly. “Before you come in there's some- thing I want to tell you.” “All right, my boy. Fire away.” “You see there a'int anything to eat to-night, and we've run out of coffee, and I thought it only fair to tell you before you came in, 8o you could turn back if you wanted to. But it ain't Bertha's fault. It's ma that's stingy.” Red stared a moment and then burst into a hearty laugh. “See here, Bert! You didn't think I came to your house to eat, did you? I came because I love your sister.” “Oh, Gee!" said the boy dancing about excitedly. “The first time I set eyes on her I sald, ‘There’s the girl for me” When 1 called that Arst night she was 8o quiet, T thought she didn’t like me. I was clean discouraged till you boys broke the ice with your stack of buckwheats.” “Does Rertha know ?” “Well T reckon she does unless she's a mighty poor guesser, but I am going to ask her plumb out to-night, and I hope I'll be too happy to eat.” (Copyright, 1912, by Assoclated Literary We Won’t Sacrifice Quality but we are always studying how to Increase The Quantity We give the “most now but we are anxious to give more. Phone us and prove it Best Butter, per pound . Sugar, 16 pounds ............ Cottolene, 10 pound pails. ... Cottolene, 4-pound pails. . Snowdrift, 10-pounl pails. . ... 4 cans family size Cream.... 7 cans baby size Cream. ... ... N a8 1-2 barrel best Flour. .... i 12 pounds test Flour........ Picnic Hams, per pound . . Cudahy’s Uncanvassed Hams. ........ccconeinneneinnan. Press.) gcw?cbg‘p'“""""j"""""'"""""”"""' ;5 round Cofiee, perpound. . . .......c.c.vuvnniiiimnom-s » ! 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