Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, October 22, 1912, Page 6

i ,.ik P! j | '8} “ | il oA il Vil ' | ' { ;‘9 THE EVENING TELEGRAM é—open a nk.account VERYTHING has a begi-ning. The only beginning to wealth is saving. If you wish to be rich---to have all the things that money contro!s---start saving today. FIRST NATIOMAL BARK LAKELAND OF LON'T GET TRAPPED INTO POOR PLUMBING becanse it seems cheaper, 1t mercly ir oniy seeming. 1t may be the dear- cst o investment you ever made,” It 2 T ot . y your family’s and your own health are anyvthing to vou zep the best b ] i 4 Plumbing vou can, We are ready o U3 'w = e e crtimate onodoing than Kind top you. (akeland Hardware & Plumbing Co. SR AR R. L. MARSHALL CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER V!l furzish plans and specifications or will follow any plans and specifications furnished. BUNGALOWSR A SPECIALTY. Le; % 80w you some Lakelond homes I have built, L NELAND, Phone 267-Green. FLORIDA T R I R SO R RELS | Live Where Yuu Wil Like Your Neighbors We ure exercising great care se!! our ROSEDALE lots only to the hest class of people. Thus we give vou desirable neighbors in addition t¢ ROSEDALE'S other attratcions. Widu strects, shade trecs, fertile s=i' dullding restrictions. Inside the y. oue hlock east from lake Mor L™ SMITH & STEITZ nd G. C. ROGAN:! Deen-Brysnut Building Whatever you want In roa lestute “e have It P Ved 00 RO HOO0QLCORAG 10 AT CO0UOVONIOCOC OO0 : A SQUARE DEAL : 3 . ? Toyou Wish te rent e a hous. vou wish 1o ;{ SR 5 3’ I you have a b et to parchas. one; b4 9 I, in fact, you desire H E anything in the line of Q, 4 real estate, this is my -pecial ¢ me e you close a deal ,? g ¥uli information giv fally ang freely. § : N. K. LEWI $ - K s : $ Pone 300 Bocm 1, Raymondo Bldg. § DL OIS OS TS OCISOS! \> must not be bothered by that boy in . the corner front seat. a‘ “He can't learn, you know. We put him in this room just because he B seemed to fit these seats better than ¢ROBLEM OF PICKLES How Careful Teaching Brought Student to Front. By G. A. TURKINGTON. ! It was the first day of the fall term {and Bethel's villuge high school was { filled even to the tront row. The | ciatrman of the school committee en- | tered for a moment after the opening | exercises, surveyed the scholars hur- | riedly, and as he left remarked in an undertone to the new teacher that she those in the lower grades. He comes from a good-for-nothing family about ¢ miles out. He isn't really bright, !or he would have learned something by this time,” and he tapped his fore- head significantly. “Just give him hooks and let him alone. Guess that will be the best way.” And the chair- man smiled himself out of the room. Pickles' attention was divided that first moraing between gazing dreamily at a United States history lying open before him, and at Miss Stone, who to him was a person from another world. Indeed, Bethel itself had not had so trim and dainty a “high school” teach- er for many years as was this girl just out of college. When she became aware that two large brown eyes were studying her intently she turned upon Pickles a smiling look of interest She wondered that such thoughtful cyes should belong to a boy who was mentally deflclent. Pickles was conscious of the smile, but looked around to see for whom it was intended. When he realized that the pretty teacher had smiled at him, as she had at the other boys and girls, e met her eyes in surprise, while a deep red flush crept slowly to his | cheeks. And as the late afternoon sun fell across the schoolroom and played upon his desk a warm glow stolc into his heart. That afternoon on his way home from school, after the first mile, he left the road and walked along by the brook, for its babbling and gurgling kept him company. He often followed this brook for miles on hot summer days and again in the spring when it was loud and noisy with the melted snows. He had never had a playfellow and scarcely ever talked to any one. His blind old grandfather, whose mind and body failed a little week by week, only occaslonally talked to him now of the “ba-ars” that used to come in the paspure i It was a familiar sight to the neigh- | mors, as they rode to the village, to see | Pickles, ragged and dirty, seated on & | mossy stone gozing inteutly at the water as it gurgled and sparkled past him to the valley below, At the end of the first month of the fall term Bethel Lad awakened to the tact that pretty Miss Stone was an un- usual person. She ruled her little | school with a smliing firmuess that | had surprised pupi's and parents allke, i and she had seemingly disregarded the committeeman's injunction to *“let | Plckles alone.” On the second day she had called on him to recite his his- tory, and as the room tittered hyster- fcally, she had turned upon them with blazing eyes and so stern a rn‘bllkt“ that they were shamed into stlence. She had observed that Pickles never | brought a dinner pail, so she decided to eat her lunch at the school room and send Pickles to her boarding place for it. This gave her the excuse she wish- ed to repay him with a share of her ample warm lunch, and to talk with | him about his lessons. She had made up her mind that Pickles was her mis- | sion in Bethel, and that nothing should | prevent her from proving that the boy ! was not really stupid—only neglected ! and underted | Pickles had days when neither his mother nor Miss Stone could hold him to his school work; days when hni would leave everything and ramble | off to follow the brooks. Neverthe less, task after task he mastered, so that Miss Stone finally ceased to he | surprised when he knew his geogra i phy or history lesson. She refralned | from calling on him to recite often, for at those times he seemed wholly | overcome with embarrassment. But | his papers became more nearly cor | i rect and neat. It was evident that in | preceding years, when he had seemed | to be gazing emptily at hie books, he | had actwally learncd much of their | contents. 1t was customary in Bethel at the { end of the spriug term to hold general lschool exercises, which included the | graduation of the senfor class and the | promotion of the pupi.s in the other | classes. When it became certain that | | Pickles had a mind and was tryinz to | apply it as he had never been expect- | ed to before, Miss Stone made a re | solve. Pickles should be promoted A week before the day of gradu-| | tion, school was diemissed early and the five members of the school com- mittee met in Miss Stone’s room to sign the diplomus graduation and the certificates oti With | the formallty of a ! ,answers the diplou { were all duly signed, an ¥ ! deying on the first certificates \Mr. Qrown at the na | James MeCloshe “James M « key" he question. &, 1 dom't remem Yer any such boy in this schoo! { “Perhaps not by that aame’ and | Mise Stone colored and hfi-“!:[{d‘ | slightly. “The boys—and perhaps { some who are not boys—call him i Plekle- ™ | you shcuia - now him, of course™” Mr. Brewan paused with his pen in haited | She watched him from the window as i tears at her first hard-won victory *hia is the name by which sing at ber work’ midalr as It in doudt, then blurted, | mysical comedy.” LAND, FLA., oCT, 22, 1912 VRS W why, he cau't be promoted. 1t he 105 outgrown C class seats you can, of colrse, put him in another row.b{lt to protote him--and with (‘redit—}s out ol the question,” and he blew his nose loudly. “Yes, why, yes." echoed the other astonished members of the committee. “Gentlemen,” and Miss Stone’s voice was hard and determined, al- though her face was flushed and pret- ty, 'vou have been pleased with my work; at least you have said so, and have asked me to return for another year. I shall not return if you are to interfere in this way with my work. You doubt my word. I report that this poo: neglected boy has done credita- bly und deserves promotion. You and your boys and girls have made it as haid as possible for Pickles. I, alone, have tried to give him a chance. I have given evenings and Saturdays to helping him, and he has worked hard- er than any other pupil.” Tiere was dead silence for a mo- e dMoke.... me “May we see his marks?" asked Mr. Brown, haughtily. I anticipation of this request, Miss Stoi. had ready her record book, whici she placed before him. “U'm-ah, his average in arithmetic is only 65, and only 70 in the other stud- ies. Your pass mark is 70?" “Ves, but in recommending him for a diploma, I have had to take into cousideration his handicap and the neglect of previous teachers, just as I had t0 take into account your son's illness, Mr. Brown. AMr. Brown refrained from asking | what his son’s average in arithmetic had been, and suggested that Miss Btone withdraw a few moments while he and the other members of the com- mitteo consulted about this somewhat extraordinary proceeding. Miss Stone, excited and indignant almost to the point of tears, withdrew as requested, and listened with a balf contemptuous smile to the low-toned discussion behind her. She was re- call+d after a few minutes and the work of signing the remalinder of the certificates of promotion was resumed without further mention of James Mc- Closkey. Mr. Brown Mngered behind the other members of the committee and sald conciliatingly that they didn't se¢ how Pickles could be promoted with so low a mark. If Miss 8toue wanted to give him a speclal examina- tion which he should pass, he wou!d, of course, be glad to sign the paper The next morning Miss Stone quiet- ly laid a paper on Pickles' desk say- ing that she would like to have him work out the examples and hand them to her at recess time. “If you have any trouble, let me know,” and she smiled at him encouragingly. tut he had no trouble. He always did his best work when no special pressure was brought to bear on him, and this morning every one else was busy, and he worked along unconcern- edly unttl the recess bell rang. Miss | Stone hardly dared look at the paper, 80 afraid was she that the boy had CIGARS | A. H. T. CIGAR CO. Lakeland, Florida We Won't Sacrifice Qulity but we are always studying how to Increase The Quantity blundered. She was thinking now a8 We give the “most now but we are anxious to much of the mother as she was of | ) i LT Pickles. Example after example she | more. Phone us and prove it, checked off -seven, cight, nine. The | tenth one was unfinished, but nln«i Best Butter, per pound e e e e Y 3 were correct and Pickles passed with d a ninety mark Sugar, 16 pounds e She stopped him that night, “Tell | Cottolene, 10 pound pails. ............coovvn viinenn vour mother vou are going to be pro- Cottolene, 4-pound p&fl!. S5 AN AN moted and | want her to come with you to the exercises,” was the mes- sage she gave to the astounded boy. Snowdrift, 10-pounl pails. { 4 cans family size Cream...... ... ........ 7 cans baby size Cream. .......... s W et SR 1-2 barrel best Flour....... 12 pounds test Flour. . Picnic Hams, per pound he turned off up the hill, then took the examination paper and the fnsigned certifieate, and in a few minutes was in Mr. Brown’s store. “Here is James McCloskey's examination paper, and lere I8 the certificate. 1 have fnsert- Cudahy's Uncanvassed Hams. ... ..o oonnnnne = ed the words ‘with credit,’ aud all that Octagon Soap, 6 for......... AN -ans it needed is your signature.” Ground Coffee, per pound. . ..... o Seyon o oum o “Um, ah-yes. Oh, ves, indeed,” sald the Sorprlbed AN bR N 5 gallons Kerosene . ........co.cwneniiniiiimennnnnn. Mr. Brown. With many flourishes he signed the certificate, and as he re- turned it he remarked: “You are a very fine teacher, Miss E. G. Stone. | am--ah—very much pleased that you are golng to return next . year.” And he gave her a genuine e~ look of admiration as he held open the e — —_— door for her to pass out. g Ten minutes later she flung herself on the feather bed in her modest front room sanctum and wept tired, nervous v MeClure wri Well Laundered Copyright News- AL \We know that this century is more en- lightened than the last. We believe +hat the time to come will be better | «id more glorious *han this We Link, we believe. we hope, but we] | ! i | han our fathers \We belleve that our children shall be happier than we. do not know. Across that threshold 1s the pride of the gced housawife and the ‘e wa) not pass; b : ot penetrate. Into that country w0t be for us to go. It may clean cut man or womsn .Here you have the + vouchsafed to us to behold it. won- care that makes you a constan: customer. We i deringly m afar. but never to enter | 5 X g . " ]' {in It matters not. 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