Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 3, 1913, Page 6

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PAGE SIX. THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAK I FEB. 3, 1913, money to play with OU require money if you are .0 get all the enjoyment possible our of life. Ouly a bank account will help you to that picasure. A very small sum will open an account at THIS bank. ST WD - ALl 3 10 of Lakeland SR enrereents | WBOR. And. 1 Long Life of Linen along with good laundry work i what you are looking for and that s just what we are giving -8 Lakeland Stea Phone 130. Try us. m Laundry West Main 8t [* L RN R Fszf’v‘tmmNé 4 5 A% Dun = worth a pound of cure, For that rezson it Will Pay Yot To fnsure While Fire Insurance can't besuRANCE poucy prevent the home from nurning down It is the Seurce Lence comes the means {or the A LDING OF IT UP | represent reliable companies. | am dealing ininsurance only. That is my sole business. Room 7, Ravinondo Bldg. Phone30 ¢ \. . MAN HEN URNISH YOU @ STATIONERY THE BEST IS NONE T00 GOOD.~ w25 HARGOURTALCD. o SEOTE OPOFOSOFOPOE J Successor to the Johnson Agency R L L L I S S, GRAVED BY CORRECT" - A INCORPORATED. MANUFACTIRING ENGRAVERS LOUISVILLE, KY,U-S.A. WE ARE THEIR EXCLUSIVE AGENTS FOR THEIR EXCLUSIVE LINE. Full line of Dennison's Gy Dressings; also Gibson Art Co's Specialties, Holiduy ang Faney Goods, 1oys, Etc. LAKELAND BOOK STORE, Eoeraved R. L. MARSHALL CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Will fuiach plans and specifcations or will [ollow any plans and specificutions furnished. . SUNGALOWS A SPECIALTY. Lei me thow you some Lakeioud homes I have buils, LAKKLAND, Phone 267-Green. FLORIDA ¢ 4 tempt ' ice. Staggers the Tramp Happened Along at Right Time to Save | His Friend. | By FLORENCE LILLIAN HENDER. SON, “You will be careful, will you not, dear?” pleaded pretty Mrs. Ainslee, the bride of a year. *“If anything should happen to you—" “But nothing is going to happen to me, little chick,” said bluff, happy Bob, her husband. *“Now, don't go worrying yourself to death and im- agining all kinds of disasters if I'm not home till midnight.” “Till midnight!™ Mrs Ainslee utter- ed a positive scream of affright, “Nearly two o'clock in the morn- ing, I should say,” corrected Bob, coolly. “Sce here, you sensible pet. Once a year the managers at our es- tablishment meet. Suggestions as to improving trade, getting acquainted. promotions awarded—and 1 expect IS WEDDING ST one, mind you—and real, good, jolly fellowship all aroun “Oh. Bob! Bob stopped her lips with a kiss tand lavzhed heartily i “None of the dark e eried staunchiy ago. “I had my 1 Cold water for me, t thi o, i ‘A da ! borhood, mil [t that man 11 and think cost him.” Eh! oh, yes” glancing past (4 ing up kindliog { yard. “Your comfortable, 1 you tell about “Just now, iy be, from home. Look to do our chore temptation ha responded Dot poreh at a man pii wood in the bacr ¢, he looks fairlv *all these temptations but he tormed him. He looks comiortable.” explained Laura Ainslee proudly, “hecause I give him all your old clothes. He's waiting ‘or the se ass to get the ones yon're w I 2 “Oh, he " remarked Bob. “Well, { he'll have to wait two full months for this one.” “He's patient, ! “Oh, was a | | dear,” said Laura. Bob, I feel so pleased with old ol QJ N\ f\\“f RS Staggers Only Grinned His Delight, | Staggers, as | given up drinking | money. And wi is actually talki they him do you think! He wetting married to a widow who owne urant car. I have an idea I s connting on that suit of vours for the wed- ding.” “Well, good by,” smiled Bob. “Home the earliest 1 can, and clear water, dear, believe me." A fine fellow of his word, honest Bob went his way. A big-hearted lite tle philanthropist, Laura proceeded to the yard. “That was my husband, Mr, Stag- gers,” she said, “Yes'm; often seen him; often re- marked how happy with a wife like you,” bowed scraped the politic tramp. “That suit he has on—I told him you were waiting for it." Staggers only grinned his delight at the anrouncement, “You have made me very glad the way you have improved,” commended the lady. “See here, mum.” szid the tramp, “the fellow who wouldn't try and make good after being treated like a man as you have done, is no gentle- man. That s added Staggers gloatingly, “say, 1 dream about it nights. I've sort of made it the top stone of respectability. My, won't I shine. I'm deeply grateful, mum, tru- ly, humbly grateful.’ “Everybody’s just as happy all around as they can be.” murmured Mrs. Ainslee, as she went into the house. “I'll just be brave till Bob comes home, if it's dasvlight. Poor fellow; he doesn't often stay out nights. Staggers finished his task. Then he came around to the back door to report. Mrs. Ainslee handed him a half dollar. “Time was when that four bits would have meant what I once thought was a good time,” ruminated Stag- and !lights, the warmth and the soothing i Mr, \ the | dollat | his car S { temor | waiting . oot padd | had [ worse He's | saving up | he oughter be | wors. “None of it now. T'll celebrate h ueal and a anickel show, noust Why not? I've enough szved the wedding, and with that crg felt quite proud as he ated garb. He at at a real icly on a twenty- ) i he strolled around or an hour, and finally landed at a nickel moving picture show, i Once settled in a comfortable seat, Staggers was loath to give up the excitemnt. He heard some one say it was raining outside. Mrs. Ainslee had given him an old umbrella, and Staggers felt proudly that he did not have to dodge the showers, He sat through the performances of the same thing over and over again, It was eleven o'clock when he fol- lowed the crowd out to the street. It was drizzling a trifle. Staggers started homewards. The streets were pretty well deserted, As he passed a wellknown hotel, several gentle- men came out ,shook hands in part- and one of them, turning up his collar, started on at a breakneck e Hello!™ suddenly exclaimed Stag- rs with a start and a stare. “Why, bat's my suit!” It certainly Ainslee. The | well cnough ae- | er im. In fever- | hewever, he started in | wis Bob mp did not inted to call haste 1t | breathed er. “IUs beginning | 7, he'll spoil my ! people ar got to catch him,” line ing for a trolle) * had been af ks away. H rinter at 1t vyt b owas ved with anxiety, ke a jn o now, and per- 3 the gasp- sd run, iU's to hail My Ainslee, the tramp into his best run instead. Pass w dark alley, Bob was halted by v lootpads Hunds up, ader HIPY bang—"Police! thus Smg-: rs. his umbrelln swinging like a il his voice braying out i a hmn'su: vir wheop, At the corner w police- it appeared. The baflled hoid-up | uen darted back into the alley, Bob Ainslee picked up his wateh where it fallen when Sta struck up pilfering aim of the footpad. Why, myv man! You arrived in | the nick of time, didn't you?" hailed olly Bob. | Yes, sire Umbrella, please, sir; youre getting wet,” O, never mind that.” “Putit's Lok boss!™ ordered the ! it's my suit!" argers dosperately Eh? ha! why, it's L decl: explained My wite's pro- How you re! came od ol Coconsented tooget under but returned it with a cacuer when he reached policeman was ady what had happened. | tuld in a my house e will be something tor you." beamed with delight walked into the house I carlier than she expeet. friendi Mis as i shand halt ed Yon « ck activy up this suit for that ol yours tomorrow, inced Bob. “He's earns told i h her. There were rgreatrough of delight as he s to the tramp robbery, possibly | i thr: depicted th md throl related how her kin prevented a And ti his weddin (Copyrizht, 191 twas how old Staggers won £ osul ¥ W. . Chapman.) . AR | Wherein We May Glory. We are often accused by other na tions of being a boastful people. In reality we are modest. We say little ! about giviug to the world a rifle as al military weapon, or couferring on hu | manity the boon of anesthesia, or rev- | olutionizing navul architecture, or pro-* ducing the cotion gin, the sewing ma. chine, the telegraph and the tele phone; but we might as well carry our heads a little higher when we re- flect that we gave to all the nations of the earth that noble ideal of an ed- ucated womanhood, and not only pointed but led the way toward the| realization of it. | The exercises at Mount Holyoke did not merely celebrate the seventy- fifth birthday of a woman's college; they commemorated the birth of an idea.—Youth's Companion. ——— Pal Revealed. The manufacturer threw a belllgeh‘ ent chest. “Arrest 'em,” he said. “If I had my way I'd arrest every blighted labor agitator in the United States” A gaunt figure with a skull in place of the head rose exultantly. “Then arrest me,” it cackled, caper- | ing. “lI am the original stirrer up of | those wko do hard labor. I am the | ancient breeder of discontent. the father of anarchists, the agitator of agitators. Arrest me.” “But who are you?” “l am Hunger.” | “Tut, tut!™ said the manufacturer | pleasantly. “Why should I arrest my best and chiefest Labor Agent.”"—Life, Couldn’t Fool Jimmle, 4§ Teacher—Away back in 1776 Wash- | fngton was the nation’s champion. Jimmie—Aw! Watchu giving us? The Washington team never won the championship.—Judge. B |\ [ WHITE ST We Won't Sacrifice Qu but we are always studying h. Increase The Quaniin We give the “most now but we gre more. Phone us and prov, Best Butter, per pound . Sugar, 1€ pounds . . Cottolene, 4-pound pails Snowdrift, 10-pounl pails : 3 cans family size Cream. 6 cans baby size Cream.. 1-2 barrel best Flonr. ... 12 pounds best Flour. ... ... Picnic Hams, per pound Cudahy's Uncanvassed Hame Getagon Soap, 8 for.......... Ground Coffee, per pound. ... 5 gallons Kerosene .. E. 6. SMOKE INMAN’S BLUN 5¢. CIGAR The best Union Made cigar in 0o They have stood the test. fige o sS4 Sebring, Florid The Town of Beautiful Location The Town of Progress The Town of Opportunity Tnquire About It At Boom 1, Raymonds Bldg, Lekeluzt 775 C. D. M’CAIN, MANAGER. Telephone 309. ——— R MARKEI D. A. HENDERSON ~ G. P. CLEMMOYS Proprietor Manager Corner Florida & Main - The Sanitary Market Florida and Western Meats of All Kinds Fresh Vegetables # Mother's Bread Phone 279

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