Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 28, 1913, Page 6

e — e g PAGE SIX. Saved by Dying VWoman, By FRANK FILSON. said the head “Come along, 7 » warder cheerfully, rluppmg an enorm- ous hand upon the young man'’s shoul- der. "The glnef wants to say good- bye to you." The convict stepped out of his eell and followed the head warder obed- fently. Three years of discipline had taught him to ask no questions, to demand no reasons. He hardly dared to hope that the pardon board had mnled his petition. ‘'Tention! FEyes front!" said the head warder me hanically, and the 1v obeyed. But the ;i conviet mechanie: o i) 6] governor strctehed out his hand and ,-. took the cenviet's in a hearty clasp. %' “The heard of pardens has granted * he sald. it at the Faow that if you dis! onor nd it will r the rest of you vour fre "Y &1 ‘y\('l\ last monthly vou will rup ¢ o OU require money if you are .0 get all the enjoyment poss*bl‘ our of life. Only a shouldn’t, v and shame \\vH be it v a bank account will help you to that f-l.‘.’“ Just 80 mch o ('.‘n.:ur,‘ A very smail sum wnll open ; account at THIS bank. vour mother [ IR SRS S ] g_; s/ ' ] ?‘l‘ N ’qé 2} 'fl ‘! - B% mode! nris but he seemed euri of Lakelfl}zd his release V'o folded the missive and put it in *he handkerchief pocket of hiz serge tunije, “Yes, sir 1" he answered “Good,” answered the governor. | ‘And my advice to vou i, go home to ! your mother. You have about thirty- seven dollurs coming to vou. Go home, fuee the world in your home town, be s mun and hegin your life anew. You w:l find people kinder than you imagire. (Good morning.” He grasped the privoner's hend again and dizmissed him. Graves went out. Subdied and deferential | though he seerrod, he remained total- I¥ unmoved. ‘ine governor shook his head as he watched hian pass through | 1e doorway As a matter of fact, Philip Graves was deeply moved, but for all that he had not (he least intention of return- ! ing home. During his period of im- ! prisonment he had bheen thoroughly initiated into the possibilities of | i crime by hiz fellow conviets He | would have liked to re-establish him- ! self in the favor of his fellow eitizens, | {but the idea seened langhabe. His i old mother in Mupleton was doubtless ! able to oxist without him: his sisters held good positions and could take care of her. e took the train to the | capital and spent his -oney in two days' of riotous living The second evenms found him pen- { niless. It was cold and dismally wet, fand the long tramp thronzh the dismal { suburbs had not rinvsed hiz spirits. He [ sat down on the sidewatk and horied his head in his bhand That was the | " first time he had ever seviously consid- | n straight in future.” % Long Lifeof Linen. along with good laundry work is what you are looking for and ‘.« is just what we are giving Try us. Lakeland Steam Laundry Phone 130. West Main 8t. GRS VS IPEWE SRR LOBOPGIOI0 IO OTOH0T O Osmce of PREVEN! ION m(w Ll Is worth a pound of cure. For that reason it Wil Py Yot To lasure LRIEPEPELEGTIIEEREFIPPRSTP > e, c»xmcmo L ered the future While Fire Insurance can't § Lalpe s o Mkl Bame o Al SYaven b ths lbmo: h @ the other prisoners had told him soon prevent the home from ‘1: after he was bre ht o th ail Duriing down & | “Take my lad Loerib's a 4 ‘) “‘ the only thing worth whije L | !‘"\ v\ R vouve cot 1o do s 1o ter 55N SOHIE § s o o i e 3 | walk ont no But sy don't carry @ @ _____ .? A middleaged man in a well-made 6 suit, and t ing all the marks of I represent reliable companies. | am dealing § ininsurance only. That is my sole business. & | prosperity, hurried by, not casting a glance at the ex-conviet at his feet. Graves rose and tollowed him At the end of the street was a long country lane, with finely-built, scattered houses Y. I. MAN QEOHOL0: 0L OPOPCPOFIIPOD QFOFOTC +OTOB 4 -] » Successor to the Johnson Agency lining it, each in its garden. The man Roow 7, Raymondo Bldg. Phone 80 | turned into one and let himself into the home with a kev. Graves waiched him. Then he felt in his pockets. At the bottom of one, hitherto overlooked by him, was a dime. Graves knew where he could get all the whisky he | wanted for a dime-—-if he chose the time when the bartender was not looking his way He went there | “Take your fi'l. boy." said the bar- | tender good-naturedly. looking round . Just at the least appropriate time “1 guess you need it on a night like this. | Graves tossed off the fiery i whoenee comes the means for the i BUILDING OF IT UP é THE DEST IS NONE T00 GOOD-~ i ARUQURT&CO. cons CORRECT" MANUFACTURING ENG RAVERS LOUISVILLE, KY,U.S.A. WE ARE THEIR EXCLUSIVE AGENTS FOR THEIR EXCLUSIVE LINE. Full line of Dennicon's ¢4t Dressings; also Gibson Art Co's Engraved Speciilties, Holiday and Fancy Goods, loys, Ete, LAXELAND BOOK STOAE. liguid, and went oyt | He waiked the streets untii his head swam from the liquor. It wae very dark and the rain fell steadily Graves was wet to the skin He walked an immeasurable time, until at last. Jook- ing up, he saw the house into which ' the prosperous man hud ente red A flame of anger hurneg heart, hotter thun th 4 Good resolutions® it Were they | for such as he? They were o2 | set down the glass in his fire in his brains, | & gun, for that den't pay Just trust to your legs if you have to get away : quick.” \ for the l.'-LL,s;;@,.-..,.J;m«‘s;.’JELLEime-EM' rich, for those who could afford to keep the laws! e was no fool 1o be "3 bound by such a « ' ” He crept up the £ den, folt a lower ¥ window, and fourd thi: be conlq raise e g ”\! ‘ it. A ounute later | & groping ip. -) TO-‘ 'Al\l ) BU‘LL.)ER side a din C ihim i | & owians snd specideations or will follow &0y plany and L 1 i llt la : sh- (one turnished # ment. For ¢n the !} Le turnishe \ i laid out, was a That central P which he could put und and walk away buiit a couple of hund s alone! He would take ‘t on his way out. He opened the door and crept upstairs There were two rooms at the head enX0LLOVE SPLUIALLY rith v kY a o7 T8 elnn 3 Bl ie M oaacd ooy sowe Laiedud bowes | have Phoze 267-Green. FLORIDA e . e m..../.wx; mozsw' | tiotioniess, thrilled by the pity in the i 1 Increase The Quan: sardoned Canvist Ereaks His : Col Recolations, but s | i | | | leton," h 11 4, handing the | s read it «nd the governor watched him curicnsiv. The voung || fellow b imyproess n favorably | ever ginee he har the peniien- tiary three venrs s 1o serve a first sentenee for ry. He had been a i colled von hard Deving with th ! The outl mother; I can win in a walk of the fim flight. The door of one plc ; the second door was open. ! ide, b., the light of the lowered | Graves could see a table 1 with rings. He crept in and stariny at them, There were near- losen of them-—-diamond, pearl, s eve, flashing emeralds it was the dressing table W 1y woman who. There was somebody in the bEd' An old, white-heired woman who lay there, hardly breathing., flat, with white hands picking at the bed covers! Graves snatched up a handful of the baubles and turned. Suddenly two powerful arms caught hini as in a vise and he looked up into the face of the middle-aged man. “(‘ome outside, you—you dog!" whispered the other. *“Caught in the act, you dirty sneak-thief! Let me look at your face! So you would rob a dying woman, would you? I'm go- ing to strip the hide off you before I call the police.” I didn’t know—" Graves babbled. A feeble voice from the sick bed made both start. ‘John!" whispered the sick woman. I knew “John! It's you, dear John! 1 wonld come home!™ he captor and the captive stood b won't you come here ond kiss yeur 6ld miother?” pleaded the voice. ! faew that | should live to see you ! -ag an whispered into 1} ir of the t! d in an automo- , \-»\\ s your you go if— » cowing to me, mun't yuu. s.” muttered the thief, and with | cannot gee,. Tell me that you are 'ohn,” the o]l woman w hispered Yos tam Johu” the conviet whis- perod back she spid no more for a while but d to doze. Gently, by almost imierceptible degrees, the man in the om lowered the eas light till it was | a little twinkling flame in !he riness. And the thief sat motion- ! “Johnny,” she whispered me so that 1 can put my lips to your ear” And the conviet turned the | & shriiiken old body reverently, and with a new and strange fearlessness. hm his hand held tightly in the light 2 P 2 | ¢lasn of the dying woman ] ¥ P i i \(n\r a long time she roused her- | wee G % [ ] seif " i 3 'turnl w 8 & | [ Then the old woman spoke again, and 1 %0 low and weak were her tones that | | he could only grasp them by bending ! hi= ear till her lips mm hed ft. , “lohnny,” she said, ! want you tn} he a good bey after I am gone. 1 want vou to be good ‘or your old moither's sake, Johnnv There's no- hody will ever love vou as I have done | nobody in the whoale vorld been wild You've | and people | ; abont you and mes, but 1T knew | Johnny d that son were boy Johnny, my | good bov and that you were good at heart Proniise me vou'll always run | strafght. Jfohnpy!™ Oraves nror vnwd “Ther dear | half rai her in W reverently can 8o in peace, Johnny, me” The dying woman d her i Graves took | pressed his lips | forchead And not ! daving to <10 he remained thus half | ay light be he shutters, of the gas, gan to parent, t had almost fallen man to neinted selves ont: zently and impereeptibly the life had fad~d out of the old frame, | The dead woman's placid seemed | a benediction Graves rose up. he sald to the man “Go!" answered the man, pcnntlnxl to the door; and the ex-convict shuf- fled along the carpet, his face work- smile “I'm ready now,’ the man “I don’t want to go," he muttered. “I want you to call the police. Say,” he went on, in impassioned accents, “I've got an old mother like that in Mapleton, and she’s alive and wants me to come home. Do you think If 1 went that I could ever become a man .glln’ years.” The man’s hand fell on his shoulder, just as the head warder's had fallen. He seemed sorry for him; it was odd, to come to think of it, how kind men were to one ancther “My d2ar fellow, | believe that Pro- I've been in prison three vidence sent you here—Providence, which is only another name for God,” said the man. “Go back and face the E‘ world anew in your home town.” Why, that was just what the gov- ernor had said' He held his hand out and the other took it and grasped it warmly. Sud- denly Graves remembered. He pulled out from his pocket u handful of shimmering rings. He placed them upon the dressing table and walked lightly out of the room. He did not shuftie now, for his heart was f;lled' with lightness and for the first time in years he was at pe ‘I'm zeing heme! T eon ol rmured. (Copyrisht ipman.) Walkover. Mother—Now, do be carefu] how you act about that young man or people will think you are T“"D'ug after him Dauvehter—1 don’t have to do that, e ———— 'v footstep: ho staggered to- S - S 1the bed, fornd it, and sank down Snowdrifi. 10.,00n] paile s SRy e n ‘(x' .-1::!::- e jelt “:l:-, hli\;unl of 2 3 cans fomily size CREAM. .vuvs vesrnens. ..., - Al nle womin 1no! i . : . \re vou Johr A\t you mv boy? % 6 cans baby BIOREEIBAII: i vl o il =5 f the r became ap- hicets v 1 Graves 1 1 asleep when the . nehed him on the Hhuuld\'r and The vital fires had buarned them- ing, his checks stained with tears. He halted at the door, hesitated, and shuffled back again. He went up to L AL O i) 2 We Won’t Sacrifice Qu:| but we are always studying how We give the "wost now but we are o more. Phene us and prove it Dest Butter, per poucd . Sugar, 16 pounds ... .. A s Cottolene, 10 sound pails. ....... ;o0 vuuneen... Cottolene. 4-nound pails. 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