Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 2, 1913, Page 2

PAGE TWO. THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., JAN. 2, 1913. I AMOTHER'S PRAYER ' Utterance of Supplication Learn- ed at Parent's Knee Brings : Prosperity and Happiness, was 2 vivid picture of a fine cafe, lnowy linen, glittering cut glass, t.ha - well served meal, and then— “The Jones downstairs is away lll 1 Europe,” mused Bob, “but this is his business, not mine. Ah! Here is an address,” and Bob placed the envelope ' in hllpocm.ndmtdorwnwfll. street. An hour later Bob was ushered ' into a suite of rooms in an apart . ment house three miles away. An old lady and a young one arose to l By GEORGE ELMER COBB. bank account here today, brings you nearer your ACCOLINE will aid you Realize .hat every time the clock ticks that you are one second nearer that ambition or misfortune. The best friend you can have to help you is money. Even a dollar will start one. Start a FIRST NATIONAL BANK of Lakeland MAPS, BLUE PRINTS Maps of any description complied ob short notice. Special atwatie given to compiling city, display and advertising maps County nf an maps kept on hand. Chemically prepared, npon-fading blue prints atl res snable rates. Special rates for prints in lsrge quantiiies. Prompt attention given mail ord«rs South Florida Map and Bluenrlnt c-e.. Room 213-215 Drane Building Among the R(‘h‘tblo Com- panies we write for the Fidelity Undewriters with assets of $41.000,000 Y- 1. MAN represent, we SO0 FOFOICEOIIPIMOPOFOSOIREOBOMOP0 FIRST QUESTION AT EVERY FIRE-- How ; Did It Starl?; Second Question: tiow About The Ipsurance? To the first huestion the answer varies. The answer to thes second is alwayseither **None At AIl"” ''Just Expired” or “Fully Covered.” What would be theanswer werethe fire at your house? FOPOFOEOHOPOFOITFOSOTOSTD. PAPO O O- Successor to the Johnson Agency Room 7, Ravmondo Bldg. Phone 30 QEOPOLC LAKELAKD, IF EN~- GRAVED BY Loy me chow you some Lakeloud homes I have built. Phone 267-Green. THE BEST IS NONE T0O0 GOOD~ HARCOURT &CO). FLORIDA “ns CORBECT HARUPACTURIKG ENGRAVERS LAKELAND SVILLE, KY,US.A. WE ARE THERR mwsm AGENTS POR THEIR EXCLUSIVE LINE: lmmline of Dennison’s Gift Dressings; also Gibson Art Co's ved Specialties, Holiday and Fancy Goods, 1oys, KEtc. BOOKX STORE R. L. MARSHALL CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Will furnish plans and speeifications or will follew any plans and specifioutions furnished. SUNGALOWS A SPECIALTY. It was merely a business coingi- ! dence that Robert A. Jones, lawyer, | had offices in the same skyscraper ' where Robert B. Jones, also lawyer, ; had an office. The comparison, how- ever, was grotesque. “Judge” Jones occupied a suite on the second floor, about as elaborate as the upholsterer's art could make it. “Bill” Jones, as his friends familiarly called him, had a little ten-by-twelve room at the top story. It contained a worn rug, a small desk, two chairs, and a book- case holding only the most negessary law books required in the profession. At these, his sole possessions, Bob was staring gloomily. It was the darkest hour in his life, and the late afternoon shadows formed a fitting frame for his environment., The agent for the building surveyed Bob rather pityingly. “Sorry, Mr. Jones,” he said, it's the rule. There's two months’ rent overdue. I'll just have the stuff here stored with good care. Soon as you get on your feet again you can pay up and get it back.” “No,” said Bob definitely, “sell it. I'm through.” “Don't say that” spoke the agent. “And look here, if it's right down to bread and butter, why, I'm your friend,” and the speaker jingled some silver in his pocket significantly. “Thank you,” said Bob in a subdued tone, “but you've been too indulgent already. “I'll be on hand when you call on me,” declared the agent cheerily. “Don't give up the ship—always dark- est before the dawn, you know.” Bob leaned against the desk. He was, indeed, “through.” He had made | a brave fight—no clients, no money, and this was the end. He brushed his hand across his eyes as a flashing | “but He Faced a Dainty, Lissome Young Girl. picture of the old farm home, father, mother, dead now, filled his mind. Then he put on his hat and opened a ' Don’t Publ Qut - 1ke Gray Hairs drawer in the desk. A pencil, a memorandum book, two postage stamps, a meal ticket with all the numbers punched out save two—with a rather bitter smile Bob pocketed the lot. He pulled open a second drawer. As if a devil had stung him, his hand shot out eagerly at the little silver-mounted weapon it : contained. “The quick way!” he said hoarsely. There was a click. Then with a shud- der he flung the weapon back into the drawer, crashed it shut, and his face fell across his arms. Some power drove his lips to the low sobbing ut- terance of a prayer, learned at his mother’s knee. “Is this Mr. Jones?” asked a timid, almost frightened voice. Bob had heard some sound at the door, but had supposed it was the agent going out. In a startled way he faced a dainty, lissome young girl, so oddly out of place in her bewitching grace and prettiness that he almost fancied it a delusion. He just nodded. “J—that is—" the girl was pale and her hand was trembling as she ten- dered a large envelope. There was no doubt that she had seen the weapon and heard the prayer. She asked me to give you this. see her.” Then she was gone. a chair. His heart had leaped u he had assisted in. Around a file documents two fifty-dollar bills were Mrs. Bell. tingent fee for you.” downstairs. All that money!” e < B s greet him. | “Mr. Jones—you are prompt,” said the elder lady, holding his card in her hand. The younger one, his office | visitor, looked at him with interest, but strangely. ’ “Mr. Jones, yes,” sald Bob with a forced smile, “but not the Mr. Jones for whom these documents were in- tended.” And then Bob told of thu other Jones, of his absence, and hand- ed the lady the envelope. “Aunty,” almost whispered the young lady, “may I speak to you for a moment?” Bob sat fidgetting in his seat. It was the young lady who finally re turned, alone, She brought back the packet, “Mr. Jones,” she said, her voice trembling slightly, “I am Marion Bell, the niece of the lady you have just seen. I have spoken to my aunt, and my mistake may not be a mistake after all. We must have a lawyer at once; the other Mr. Jones is away, and —will you take the case?” “You will trust me, a stranger—" began Bob, choking up. “Yes,” she replied, “because—be~ cause I know you need a client, and because that dreadful temptation, your mother's prayer, have told me to be— be your friend. Have [ said too much?” It was a simple case. A miserly old fellow in the city had some papers of the greatest importance in a law- «uit involving the estate of Miss Bell. He might refuse to give them up. He might demand a prohibitory price for their return, Here again the star of hope and fortune arose for Bob. The old fellow happened to be a client of a friend of Bob, a struggling young lawyer like himself. One week later, at no ex- jense whatever, Bob brought, the | coveted documents to Mrs. Bell. In the meantime, through the Bells, he was introduced to some influential i people. Two new clients came to him, and things began to look up for loy:l. patient Bob. The day he got back into his old office he called on Marion. He told her the' whole story of that dismal afternoon when they had first met. “And, oh! how sorry I felt for you,” confessed Marion, “for I guessed that you were in deep trouble. That dread- ful moment when—but that will al- ways be our secret, The sweet moth- er's prayer drove all the fear and temptation away.” “And you appeared, an angel on the threshold,” said Bob. “Yes, that will be our secret, but there is another one. If I only dared to tell it—" Marion swayed nearer to him. Her eyes told him he might speak, her lips invited the lover's kiss, and Bob knew that the full glorious dawn had come at last! (Copyright, 1912, by W. G. Chapman.) Qualified. Uncle i2d —"\Why, Johnnie, you don’t swear, do you?" Johnnie-="No. | don't swear, but { know all the words."= Judge. A Few Applications of a Simple Rem- edy Will Bring Back the Bob sank to a retainer fee, and if we win the case at this end there will be a con- was confused in delivering a mes.- sage. “My aunt, Mrs. Cynthia Bell, It ll—- something about—about another Jaw- ' {and Sulphur Hair Remedy, a prep- yer, and—you are to write aunt or aration of domestic sage and sul-l at such loveliness. But—not for him! , ulants, the whole He, penniless, a failure! He opened carefully balanced and tested by ex- the envelope, supposing it to be some perts. papers in one of the few law cases | folded Next to them was a note. It - Natural Color. “Pull out one gray hair and a dozen will take its place” is an old saying, which is, to a great extent, true, if no steps are taken to stop the cause. When gray hairs appear it is a sign that Nature needs assist- ance. It is Nature's call for help. Gray bair, dull, lifeless hair, or hair that is falling out, is not necessar- fly a sign of advancing age, for there are thousands of elderly peo- ple with perfect heads of hair with- out a single streak of gray. When gray hairs come, or when tke hair seems to bg lifeless or dead, some good, reliable hair-restoring treatment should be resorted to at once. Specialists say that one of the best preparations to use is the old- fashioned “‘sage tea” which our grandparents used. The best prep- aration of this kind is Wyeth’s Sage phur, scientifically compounded with later discovered hair tonics and stim- mixture being Wyeth’s Sage and Sulphur is clean Of and wholesome and perfectly harm- It refreshes dry, parched hair, removes dandruff and gradually re- “I am the attorney at Blakeville of Stores faded or gray hair to its nat- She will come to you to ural color. assist her In getting possession of, Don’t delay another minute. Start eome important papers, will give you ' using Wyeth's Sage and Sulphur at once and gee what a difference a few ' days' treatment will make in your “Why,” exclaimed Bob, glancing at bair- the envelope, “this is for the Jones ' This preparation is offered to the public at fifty cents a bottle, and is He sat looking at those crisp bank recommended and sold by all drug- notes hungrily. 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