Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 6, 1913, Page 2

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1 PAGE TWO. +OPOXOEOFOFODOHO MD.‘OM) $ DRI CEC O : SOUVENIRS | [ i - 4 "?: We have some very heavy Sterling Spoons with a cut E fi of the A. C. L. Depot on the handle. Also a nice line of 3 Cloisonne and Hand Painted Pins in many styles, % i H. C. STEVENS; L 4 [} [ ] EV Lakeland Jeweler Fla. OFOPOFOLOP O OHAIOIOIOPOROD For The Men A.H.T. CIGARS f e e e _—_— A. H. T. CIGAR CO. Lakeland, Florida 290 Blue. LLOIOX0BOHOBOINEODOIOIVDO HOHOLOIOIOITHOLOFOIOISCH0S D LONRBOEOTOPOLOFOTOPOGFOB0 4D i ’ [=] L3 y [ < 3 ¢ $ & & o 2 g é ) o :‘, Cream Cheese, cako 10¢ i & : ; o P Pimento 10¢ :?' £ Dicorto 10¢ :5 ) & € Dill Pickles dozen 20c. g 5 g i i) s Sour Pickles, dozen 10¢ 2 Sweet Pickles, quart 20e Pure ["'ocod Store W. P. Pillans & . PHONE 93 O OSTLOSTPOELE IS ) SOPOPOBPOHOHOHFO 10 OB PIFO SO POSOEOBO PHQEQBOIOIOOPAIOFC & VIQ0r0+0 POLOTOPOIOLIPGHOB O & —. HPOTOFOI 00040 BORIPO EM&OM‘WWWWWM&M A Snap For Quick Sate, 80 Acres s As fine land as there is in Florida, one and a half mile from station; 60 a :res under good wire fence; 30 acres cultivated; 123 large bearing orange trees, 200 grapefruit trees, budded, 4 vears old; 30 acres fine pine timber; 10 acres choice hammock land cov- ¢ ercd with oak: 10 acres good muck land, i The first man with $2,200 cash gets this bargain, ¥ anothcg‘ $2.000 to be paid in one, two and three years, & Act quick as this wili not last, § Call o1 write M FY i THE ALEX. HOLLY REALIY CO., Laketan, la § OO BOCODDIBDIDTIOD IO HD SDEDEO o mm% DB Successors to D. Fulghum 218-220 S. Florida Ave, Phone 334 Dealers in All Kinds of Fancy and Heavy Giroceries, Hay, Grain and all Kinds of Feed Stuff, Country Produce Bought and Sgig Call and See Us Before Placing Your 0rders, Eisewhere. v l THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAK She Loved, She Chose the - Latter. By FRANK FILSON, When the boarding house servant announced Dick Mansfield, Maggie | put aside the letter over which she , had been puzzling and hastily patted her hair, smoothed down her dress, straightened the cover of the sofa bed, and went to the door of her hall bedroom. Next moment she was in Dick's arms, “Helgho! Same old hall room!"” said Dick, taking his seat beside her. “Say, Maggle, how would you like to pay Mrs, Flanagan her last week's rent and come west with me next Fri- day?” . “West, Dick?” Maggie Durham ex- claimed. “West's what I sald,” Dick an- swered. “I've got a chance to buy a farm in Texas—five hundred down and the rest on mortgage. Then we can get married and start out to make a home for ourselves. You know, Maggie, dear,” he continued, in 8 whis- per of exultation, “I've got twelve hun- dred dollars saved row.” They had been engaged two years, Maggie earned eighteen dollars week as stenographer to Mr. Burman, of the great department store, and Dick twenty as a clerk in the Iron- works corporation. And they had been saving ever since they were en- gaged. “l mean, Maggie, with your five bundred,” Dick volunteered, “And we can start ‘in on that and make our way. Is it all right? “But Dick, I-" “But Maggle, you know now Mr. Burman's dead you won't have such prospects as you thought. He took & fancy to you, but his head man dis- likes you, you told me, and I guess you'll find the future won't be so bright as you hoped. Come, throw it up and let's get married * She would not give him her de- cision. She would let him know the next Sunday, v oseid. Of course they could not go on five days’ notice, She must give Burman's time to re place her. Aud Dick would have goue Davis, Fulchum & Campbel] “There Isn't a Drop of Real Blood in Your Veins.” away very downcast, had not her fov- ing good-bye kiss reassured him of her love, Left alone, Maggle pulled out the letter again and began studying fit. It was from Mr. Burman's lawyer and it hinted at something that she had never imagined in her wildest dreams, And she was to be at the Burman mansion, on Madison avenue, at noon the following day, The next morning, a few minutes be. fore the appointed hour, Maggie Dur ham was shown into the splendidly furnished drawing room. Mrs, Bur- man, a severe, stout, elderly woman, in widow's weeds, was seated in an arm chair, her handkerchief to hor eyes. Upon the sofa, side by side, looking the severest condemnation upon the visitor, were the Misses Burman. The lawyer, Henry Altemus, rose nervously out of his chair to meet her. When he presented her the women made only the slightest inclination of their houds, “Ahem! Miss Durham, duty to give You some very painful information,” the lawyer began, “Painful to us, not the young wo- man, Mr. Altemus,” the widow cor- rected, “l beg your pardon, madam,” lawyer apolozized. He turaed to Mag. gie. “Miss Durham,” he began, “how long have you worked in Mr, Bur- man'’s store?” “Three years,” said Magsie. “You began as a cash girl and haq a phenomenally rapid rise, I believe?” it is my the Maggic nodded. “Taught myself stenography and worke ip,” she an- swered, “Nevertheless you are a young wo- man of very limited education | think?" “What I @on't know,” saiq Maggie —she glanced round her~"would fil] that library there.” “Crude but true,” the widow inter- posed icily, “Anl, Miss Durham, you never ascribed your rapid rise in Mr. Bur- maa's store to anything but native ability?” the lawyer asked, As BEetween Riches and the Man, ruch about it; I just went d did wy work” G« question more, madam. I am ver talking at random. 1 am mnow 3 ‘ g £a 2 DT woout to come to the point. IHow .18 (anp @g 1% L( e ol you happen to obtain your position 5 ] [*] E8 U i i a 4 in 2r. Burman's store?” ,' “Now you've got me,” said Magzsie. “I don't know. 1 was brought up at the Catholic orphanage. 1 never knew my father or mother. When I was eighteen the mother told me that there was a job waiting for me at the store. I just went ahead and took it. That's all I know.” i | “Mr. Altemus,” sobbed the widow, “come to the point. Tell the young person of her good luck and get it over.” “Miss Durbam,” sald Mr, Altemus, “on going through Mr, Burman's priv- ate papers we find that he was—er— married before.” ] “We hope so,” interposed the widow. | "And, to be brief, that you are Mr. | Burman'’s daughter.” i Maggie looked at the lawyer and | he wid d at th im fae f o tmopin, oo o I o ore in town that keeps them, SCHAFFNER & We are getting in every day Spring Line, so if you -wan; a our g0od nobby suit, see us, as tmis s the ogly the two girls, “Why didn't he recognize me?" she s We have also received oy “Because,” sald the lawyer, "Mr.I i Hurman had a position in life which ' :ll?f ft:uit:.eollm; nxtnael::l!:ian:;daygl‘:v::irli ‘ llne Of . Hats’ Shoes’ Arr ow ;‘ ; Shirts and Onyx Socks. indiscretion. Mr. Burman decided, | TN verry. A o gy 11 dil held responsible.” [ “I see,” sald Maggle. “So he put | the responsibility on my mother. | Where is she?” “She died when you were born. And now the point is this: Mr. Bur- man has left you an annual income of seven thousand dollars, to be held in trust for you, upon two conditions. First, that you agree to go to a school in Paris which has been selected for you, and to remain there two years, Secondly, that, after you have been polished, you will reside with Mrs. Burman as her niece, and that no hint of the secret ever passes your lips, under penalty of forfeiting your in- come. Ah, by the way, there is a third condition, but it is too unizaport- ant to lay much stress upon it. I believe you have considered yourself | d to a worthy young man by the i ©or Mansfield? A mere clerk, T H | JOSEPH LeVAY 118 Kentucky Avenue Lakelang YV TR T S s R o™ St q k. Of cour that episode s |4 cuded now g forever. Well, Miss ! v : s o lueky young wo-: f‘,; i T’;‘omlr \ A |1 n tvlate you wit 5 IR JI.\_’.( 1] ) ! 1 Al thut is now rog: it i i s ; ! that yon sisn a doentacnt which 1 by )/ hive hore ese terms, | 7 vou will the My in- ot E v | tillment of And i '5 Jf sy f course y :ends hore 5 i . vou will never return to your bo: i Yapm : ho You will go to an a i ! ¥ : went which 1 have already ordered 1] o e you, bomg under the care of your H’i L 4 | chaperon. Mrs. Grigsle, a member of ¥ L Yl e ey an aristoeraie ly. Hero is the | ! e L L s ——— paper.' He began shuftling among |, the sheets upon the table, i e P | Ve ron o | Where Can You Get T! 7 “Good bye, Mr. Altemus,” she safd. |! She bowed to the widow and her daughters “Eh?" sald the lawyer. “Declined with thanks,” said Mag- gle. She began to grow red. “Do you think I'd sell myself into slavery | for the pleasure of mixing with your crowd?” she demanded, “Why, there fsn’t a drop of real blood in your veins. There isn't a particle of decent feeling in you. No thanks! [I've got something none of you will ever have or ever have had, and that's the love of a good man who's going to make | me happy and give me a home. De- , clined!” “Stop! Stop!” shouted the lawyer. “If you refuse you must sign a re- lease attested by four witnesses and drawn up in the presence of a notary I Here at tiis drug stores 1§ the do you need a certain instrument or appliv o ¢ it right to this store— we have it. S——————— e e ——— Sy Red Cross Pharm:c: Phone 89 Y Quick [Dcliveny public according to—" But the front door had slammed, “Mercy!” ejaculated the widow, fan. ning herselt briskly. [ haven't got that incubus on mr shoulders. A very vulgar young wo- man, Mr. Altemus, but upon my word, I'm almost inclined to forgive her low insults in view of what has occurred. Do you think you can get the release signed for certain, Mr., Altemus?” “It she doesn't change her mind,” murmured the lawyer. “I'm afrajg— I'm afraid—" But he had nothing to be afrald of, for Maggi® was at that moment tele- phoning to Dick Mansficld in a public booth. “Thank heaven For All hinds of Z REAL ESTATE See Us Fur ROSEDALE ad PAK (111 Lakelard i'a — = D e s T T T TR 3 DO Deen & Bryant Building “Dick! Hello, Dick!" ghe ealled.| © . RO “It's all right, Dick, dear. T'll make i 3% o o Friday.” st (Copyright, 1912, by W. G. Chapman.) Ao T T o —— COIQIOFOIVIVIOIC IO IOIQID FORQIQIQIOIOLOI0 I Penrose and the Steam Roller, g A A charming young Frenchwoman s ' .F-- r was a guest at a dinner attended by | @ h / g Senator Penrose recently. The con- ;;; “e "dve J“SI RP,C{ o k¢ versation turned to horseback riding ! < 2 and the fair visitor inquired if the -o 0T i 'S senator had had any adventures, o : “ MEAL “Yes,” he replied reminiscently, 1 (( A ]arge Sh!pmem Of QUICK ol had an exciting experience not lon- '6 ago. When out riding one afternoon my horse shied at a steam roiler and threw me, ‘shaking me up pretty bad- ly.” “And the steam roller—id it ro over you?” “Not that time," said the senator, laughing, “it did later.” —————————— Wool Preduction. The great wool producing countries In the world are Australia, the Uniteg States, Great Britain, Russia and *ie Argentine Republic. The figures arc 1s follows, in pounds, for the year 1211: Australia, 756.500,000: Rye 1 tin FEurope and Asia), 380.000.000; rgentina, 228600.000; the United States, 228.000,000; Great Britain. 133,000.000. The total output of the world is 2.695732,000 pounds. Tue wool industry is steadily growing. Stoves. Be sure and get one as !« going fast. Let us figure on your plumbing ar i wop ning. We have a fully equippedtin +!¢f T L T N for repaiiing; Everything in Hardware and Furniture. All Kinds of Feed Stuff a Specialty. B L N | guess that Mr Burman took a king * — .(u.eytnme, I don’t know. SRR I didn't “I|and by the improvement of the breed of | ihe yield per sheep is increasing right along. Cr. .‘:5 - B T NN, The Model Hardware (0. R DESIETHIE0E0S0HIOHTSIP0P0IIPOITPOPIPOPO S0 OFCODCBIOOP XD FGRDADAP OO LG LG GFDODGHO O

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