Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 22, 1913, Page 6

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COREY, A delicate party gown lay over the backs of two chairs. Anne Graham stood on the white fur rug, gazing dreamily into the open fire when the 'u'uur—ln'll rang. The caller was Mrs. Trueblood, a near neighbor, and a trusted friend of the family. She was allowed to come up. “My dear, have you heard the news?’ the good lady broke out ex- citedly, before she had fairly seated herself. ‘Morris Burton is back in town again! They say he's going to remodel the old home-place and set- tle down here.” Anpe drew a quick, sharp breath. carry it to his lips. This close com- i panionship vividly recalled those oth- , the happiest—-he had to con- |? fess it to hims=eli—of his life, i Fxultantly 1 set himself to the - s task of meiking good hig boast. f, He and Aune waltzed together, or | AR T her fickle lover's spell as she ever | had been Ther~ were lines of paln in Profes- eor Lawson’s tine face. He had come to the same conclusion as the other lookirs-on. “How can she trust that iman?" he said to himself. “He will | have me to deal with if the old ex- perienca is repeated.” But the moment came, as the eve- ning wore on, when Morris ceased to | play a part. It dawned bewilderingly upon him that this was the woman he should have married in the first place. He had loved Anne as deeply as he was capable of loving. Now the old fire was rekindled In his heart like a smoldering coal when blown upon. | Morris Burton had jilted her five years before, and eloped with a red-haired , | heiress on the morning of thelr wed- | ding day. \ “No, | hadn't heard,” she answered ' after a moment, | “He'll be at the party tonight,” Mrs. | Trueblood went on quiveringly. “He's | wagered Dr. Bliss that he'll prove, be- | fore the evening is over, that you're | *°Ur image still lives in my heart. {28 much in love with him as ever! |Vh. WOn't you give back the love I How perfectly outrageous!™ l Whatoever /nne may have felt, she ! was surprisingly calm. “Thank you ' for telling me,” safled. “Of course you'll stay at home to- night?” ‘No. Why should I? Morris sooncr or later. I've heard,” she added nusingly, “that his rich wife died last : ummer and left him all her money.” Mrs. Tru-blood looked at Anne curiously as <he rose to go. Was the dear girl goine to make a fool of her- self again over the handsome scamp? The minute Aune found herselt alone she went straight to a cedar chest In the alcove and gently lifted | out a white satin gown that had lain | there for five years. There was a | half-defiant impulse to put it on and | meet her faithless lover thus arrayed; but she presently laid the glistening robe back again in its sweet-smelling receptacle, Mrs. Peyton's rooms were full to overflowing when Anne arrived upon | the scene. A quick interchange of glances as she entered told her that she was an object of speculative in- terest to the assembled guests. For Just one burning moment she felt like turning back: but Professor Law- son was coming toward her. He! seemed a tower of strength, and her courage revived. And then, for a second, her heart stopped beating. "By the way. Miss Graham,” the professor sald with | | I must meet of yours is here tonight—Morris Bur- ton of New York Perhaps you had heard?” So he knew the old story? course—it had bheen town talk. “Yes, Mrs. Trueblood told me." she replied, recognizing the Kindly im- | pulge that had led him to give her “It 18 five years since Mr. Burtor went away. 1 won-! of ‘ She was outwardly composed, ;md! i Professor Lawson drew a breath of | ‘lrvli-‘f, Whether the meeting would | be an ordeal or nct, he need fear no! | weak betrayal on her part. | And yet Anne's limbs trembled un-! | der her as she slivped away into tho‘ | erowd. She could not have told \\'hk*h1 feeling predominated. dread or long- | Ing. ! | Suddenly some words came to her ears from behind a screen of palms. | {as they drew apart from the supper | was all she vouch- !’ | early. Suddenly he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in all his selfish ilfe. “Anne, dear,” he said impulsively. We Won't Sacrifice Quality but we are always studying how 1 Increase The Quantity We give the “most now but we are anxious 1, more. Phone us and prove it. erowd, I did a wicked thing five years azo. The lure of gold tempted me, and T broke my promise. But recklessly flung away? 1 owill prize | it as the dearest thing on earth.” Anne did not ancwer. Her tongue ' to the roof of her mouth. “Tell me, dearest,” he urged, von still eare for me.” The color e¢bbed slowly from her face. £he bezan to tremble. But the power of gpeech came suddenly back. Yo voman'’s leve eonld survive the test to which veu subjected mine” heowravely rerticd. vl <aid T had for- vivin vou—and 1t s trne. You unwit- did ma a zreat kKindness when passed e by and put another woran in omy place. Hut | am no | lor er the unsophisticated girl who | idealized you five years ago. 1 have erown worldly wise “Walt! You don’'t understand.” he gasmed, dazed and incredulous. For she wus slipping into the thick of the «rewd, breathlessly easer to escape “I waut you, dear. I'm asking to marey me- " ‘nna kept straizht on. her head in the alr. She neither knew nor cared that some of the bystanders had seen and licard—that her triumph and vin- dication were complete. The whole enisode had been a terrible strain npon her. Now her one thought was escape from the place. \ sturdy figure loomed against the deligate green things embowering the entrance hall. Looking up half shyly, Anne encountered Professor lawson's gaze bent searchingly upon her. For a minute she hesitated— then went bravely up to him “Please take me home.” she sald. He tneked her hand under hig arm. it nothing more was said until they were outslde the house, under the tender stars. Then he sald in a curl- ously tenee tone: “Anne What dow: “Anything you wish,” she softly an- swered (Copyright, dive sat out daiices in quict nooks. Soon I l ‘g to be whispered about that | or zirl was as completely under i {@ Best Butter, per pound .. Sugar, 16 nounds . .. 5% Cottolene, 10 pound pails. . Cottolene, 4-pound pails. . . ... Snowdrift, 10-pounl pails . 3 cans family size Cream. . 6 cans baby size Cream......... 1-2 barrel best Flour...........ce..m.. 12 pounds best Flour. .. Picnic Hams, per pound .. “r commccommesee seeens ous treeEmscscemitiomm 0., Cemsecommecsstiasnn 1 filisty ¥ Octagon 80ap, 8 for.......oovvevmenennne.. Ground Coffee, per pound. .. 5 gallons Kerosene . TLesecsmEitisrtit s et B R T E. G. Tw dell hilm yon - that T love thig mean?” vou know you. 01 Ly the \MeClure Newse paper Syndicate.) Luxury ¢f Deing Rich. When the Binperor Joszeph 11, was in Parfs in he rotin of Louis XVI he was In the hab!t of walking abeut the city incognito. One morning he went into an elerant coffee house and | asked for a cun of cheeolate. He was piainly dressed and the waiter inso- lently refuesd it saving it was too Without making any reply he walked out and went into a little cof- fee house “Everybody is wondering it Anne | He acked for a evp of chocolate and { has remained single on Morris Bup | the landlord politely answered that | ton’s account. We will soon know” | it ghould be ready In a moment. While The best Union Made cigar in town. “She won't sprak to him if she has | a particle of pride” was the spirit.| ed response. “But women are such ! fools.” Anne hurried on with burning ! cheeks. Buddenly a group of ae-! quaintances parted before her, nnd| she wase face to face with her old | lover. In a hushed silence she hc'ld| l out her hand as if they had parted on | the friendliest terms “Welcome home, Mr. Burton” \ He flushed with surprise and gratf- | fication. Therg was no pretense of | resentment. But then she had been | very much In love with him. of! course she knew his wife was deag, | and there was no barrier between | them. His wager was as 200d as won! { “Thank you, Aune, for this kind re. ception,” he said with a complacent ! smirk. “It's just what I expected. Do you know, I came tonizht expressly to | see you. let's find a quier corner where we can talk.” Anne accepted his profered arm, He looked down at her curiously. She had more than fulfilied the promise | of girlhood. She had a womanly dig. 1 nity, an air of conscious strength fap more attractive than mere beauty. | Dimly it began to dawn upon him why Dr. Bliss had been <o ready to bet | the odds against Lini Lut hie was not ‘tlw sort of man & woman can easily forget—and her greeiing hag been re- ! assuring! “You are 0 much better to me than 1 deserve, Anne,” he saig impressive. v, leaning over her In a very lover- like way. “Is it possib] | ; that you’ have forgiven | “I forgave you long ago,” plied sweetly “I played you “Let's fore Il about 1t~ | | “Oh, can ycu do that? I dared not | ! hope it,’ "he cricd, his handsome head | ‘drooplng more and more. He wn‘ ! tempted to seize one of her hands and 2 shabby trick.” l | ects, when the landlord's daughter, ; and observed to her father that it was They have stood the test. Sebrin he waited for it, as the coffee house was empty, he walked up and down and war conversing on 'different sub- f a very pearance The emperor wished her a good day, according to the French mode, pretty girl, made her ap- g Florida time she should be married “Ah!" = : lled th 1d Y i ;:l:l ebm el :hou.-a::;mcrowlnfi. : The Town Of Beautifu' Locatlon could marry her to a man who s very fond of her—but, sir—the choco- late Is ready.’ The emperor called for pen, Ink and paper: the girl ran to fetch them, and he save her an or- The Town of Progress The qun of Opportunity Inquire About It At Room 3 i;yu;;nh der on his banker for €.000 livrea, 1 Bldg,, Iakefiland. Florida. ‘St 6 e C. D. M°CAIN, MANAGER. “Object” drawing has brought a Telephone 309. & new anxiety into the schools. In cen ~ tain districts youngsters may be seen moving sckoolward with hatchets, knives, hammers, chisels, and similar things, as materials for thelr drawing lessons. The other day, just as one of these | lessons was about to begin, a small boy was found standing tearfully at his teacher’s desk. “I've swallowed my object,” he ex- — [WHITE STAR MARKE] plained, with an alarming gulp. ’ D. A. HENDERSON G. P. CLEMMOA\S an;m:lty,w“ it?” asked the teacher, I Pr: opr 'Ctor Managt’f “;At ba‘!:.:nl."r relpxwrll the would-be [ Ph st Wi a fnal gulp. { ‘ | one 279 Corner Florida & Main Hysteria. ! “I had a dreadial “What was the cs 4 " much vrought up late. | Dr. Wiley's slatement s suffer when eaten raw.” hock just now” o i The Sanitary Market While watching an oysteroperer | at work I was sure that I heard an oyster siriek, but it was only the | oysteropeuer's knife scraping on .l Florida and Western Mez:ts of All Kinds Fresh Vegetables # Mother’s Bread shell.”