Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 13, 1913, Page 2

PAGE TWO. SOUVENIRS We have some very heavy Sterling Spoons with a cut of the A. C. L.§Depot on the handle. Cloisonne and Hand Painted Pins in many styles, H. C. STEVENS Lakeland Also a nice line of Jeweler For The Men' H.T. CIGARS T. CIGAR [CO. Lakeland, Florida 290 Blue. o Cakes We have putin a full line of Steel-Drake Baking Co. Cakes. Lady, Marble, Fruit, Raisins, Citron, Nut and Sponge Cakes. 30c¢ pound Pure Food Store ‘W. P. Pillans &[ . ‘PHONE ?3 A Snap for Quick Sale, 80 Acres: “As fine land as there is in :Florida, one and a halfs mile from station; 60 azres under good wire fence;‘ 230 acres cultivated; 125 large bearing orange trees,’ 200 grapefruit trees, budded, 4 years old; 30 acres . fine pine timber; 10 acres choice hammock land cov- ered with oak: 10 acres good muck land. The first man with $2,500 cash gets this bargain, - another $2,000 to be paid in one, two and three years. Act quick as this will not last. Call o1 write THE ALEX. HOLLY REALTY GO, Lakeand, Fia § -~ Davis, fulghum & Campbell Successors to D. Fulghum 218-220 S. Florida Ave, Phone 334 Dealers in All Kinds of Fancy and Heavy Groceries, Hay, Grain and all Kinds of Feed Stuff. *Counlry Produce Bought and Sofd Call and See Us Before l’laclnn: Your Omrs tmm. b S x ; whflmm THAT WORN PAPER Teacher of Music. Tells Pupil of His Greatest Interests in Life. T BY ELLA M. BANGS, (Copyright, 1913, by the MeClure Nm' paper Syndicate.) As Rudolph Hartman drew his bow through the concluding strains of the Dvorak Humoresque, he glanced up to meet the intent gaze of a ybung girl, animated, vivid as a tropical flower in her dark beauty. She was leaning for- ward, with glowing cheeks, and red lips parted, and from that moment the young violinist was conscious of no one else in all the vast audience. Who she was he knew not, and she "was lost to sight as the program ended. Eagerly he looked forward to the next concert, and yes—she was there. Again he realized only that one presence and through the following days the thought of her was the deep undercurrent be- neath whatever else might oceupy him at the moment. ? Suddenly one evening as he sat alone in his little room, something seemed to say, “What of the promise to your father?” The young man started up. Had the words been spoken? Had he been dreaming? That promise to his father and all else had faded into insignifi- cance and his father, dying, had begged from him the promise to de- vote his life to the cause which had taken them from Germany, their fa- therland, to England, and later to America. Now, to bring back his in- terest, he took from his desk a worn .| paper, and spreading it out before him, sat with elbows on the desk and hands rufing his blond hair as he read the (ong familiar story. The facts were that years ago the great-grand- father, for some service rendered the emperor, had been presented with a violin made by the inoomplnb]e Stradivarius and inlaid in the wood of its back wes his name, Ludwig Von Hartzmann. This priceless treasure had in time passed to the son, another Ludwig, who, being of a wild, adven- turous nature, found himself at a cer- tain time in such straits that he had pawned the violin intending later to redeem it. When that day came the violin was not to be found. Sobered, the son spent his life in the vain search and, dying, besought his son—Rudolph’s father—to continue the work. While Rudoiph was a boy something gave his Jfather reason to belleve that the violln had been ried to London. Thither father ?:d son went, remaining until a clew was found leading them to New York. Once more father and son had tak- en up life in a strange country, but within a year of their arrival Hart- man the elder had: died, leaving .Ru- dolph .to carry on the search alome. de from the value of the instru- ment thers was a legend in the family that success and good fortune would come only with the return of the vio- lin to its rightful owner. Striving to shut out the newer in- terest, Rudolph sét.about making fn- quiries, haunting music stores, pawn- shops, dealers; in antiques, and every place where there seemed a possibil ity of finding trace of the lost Strad- ivarius, One evening as Rudolph sat alone he heard a knock at his door, and an- swering was confronted by a middle aged man wtih an air of prosperity, who said questioningly: “This is' Prof. Rudolph Hartman?” “l am Rudolph Hartman.” 3 The, stranger presented his card giving the name Phineas West, and & moment later made known his' er rarfl . “I have come ‘to ask if you will take my daughter for a pupil on the violin.” - “A child—a beginner?” “Well,” the n smiled slightly, “I suppose she Is a young lady to others. She g still a child to me.” The matter was arranged, and a few days later Rudolph was making his way toward the home of his pros- pective pupil. He knew Phineas West only as ohe of New York's many minor millionaires, and he as far from finding fault with the fact that he wished him to teach Mhis daughter. He had waited a few moments in the elaborately appointed music room when the portieres parted and Jaque- line West entered. Was he dreaming? For a moment the young teacher believed he must be, for she who was coming toward him was the girl who had lived in kis thoughts from the day he had first seen her. Going up to him, she gave him her hand. “I want to thank you, Profes sor Hartman, for consenting to take me for a pupil.” Rudolph pulled himself together as he returned, “Perhaps it is I who should express the thanks. You have taken lessons—yes?" “A few.” “Let me hear you play.” The girl took up her violin, and without notes began to play. She did not play well and her ' teacher watched her a moment in’ perplexity. He, with quick Intuition, guesssed, and fl.huy‘ that she had not done her best, and immediately magter of the situation, he aald gravely: “You can do better than that, Miss West. pr that again, pleage” ' THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., FEB. 13, 1818, pravo! What did 1 say? And, still you think I can teach you?” | “indeed yes.\ I want to do 'De'ttar—-| I want—my style—it is not like yours, but of course,” in laughing confusion, “1 cannot expect that!” The lessons went on. What Lhey‘ meant to her Rudolph did not dream; what they were to himself he woul 1 not admit until one day the doubl realization came to him. After thfi lesson ended they sat talking when suddenly Rudolph began, “I think l] must tell you of something I have, i never spoken of to anyonme since my father died—the greatest interest of my life.” For a moment there was silence then Jaqueline, busying herself with a sheet music, asked in a voice un: like her usual one, “And where doet she live? In Germany?” { The young man laughed. "l'wbh 1 knew,” he returned. “If I believed her in Germany I should not be here.” The girl turned an misery in her own. “It is not as you think,” he hurlt out . “There is no woman—at least— oot in Gesmany.” The girl's face softened. “T will tell you about it—some other ] time,” he went on. Outside Rudolph walked unseeing down the street. He should have known how this must end—for him- self, and Phineas West would hardly thank him for stealing the heart of his only daughter. Stealing? Ah no. it had been given him, of that he felt confident. But the lessons must end, and after a sleepless night he went once more to the home of Jaqueline West. “I have come,” he began flmwflh “to say that as I can teach you very little moré the lessons had better not go on.” “You mean that you are dismissing me.” The girl's voice was low ' and clear. “That is usually the part of the pupil, is it not?” “Forgive me, you do not under- stand.” The young man seemed in no haste to explain, and after a little the girl spoke, “It is.on account of that other absorbing interest, no doubt.” He did not respond and she reminded him of' his intention to tell her about it. Rudolph told her the story of the lost Stradivarius while the girl list: ened intently. “WHat was the name, of .your | asked as he paused. “Ludwig Von Hartzmann.” An almost incredulous expression passed over the girl's face. “I wish you might find it,” she said, “and this search i8'the only reason why our les- sons must end?” L Rudolph hesitated. “No,” he began, “I will be quite frank, Miss West. Tlle reagon I cannot come here ll—-bo cause I love you.” “But—" the color coming and go- ing in the girl's face, ‘“one would think that just the reason why you should—come.” She looked up. He started to d her, then checking himself. “You father,” he began, "he would never consent.” “Come tonight and ask him. Be sides—I have another reason for wish- hu you to ceme, .You wiil?” 'How thé day pussed Rudolph could ‘ot have told, but evening/found him once more at the:home of Phineas ‘West, and that gentleman after a little remarked, “I haye lomm 1 /think you will be interested to see. {Jacqueline, ‘hand 'me ‘that case;] please.” A The girl did as she was bidden, a .violin case was placed in Rudolph hands. “Ab,” ‘he 'breathed, lifting reverently the instrument within. “Surely, Mr. | West, this is a real—" “So I believe,” nodded the man. In a maze of admiration and inered. wlity, the' young' man turned to the back, where inlaid in the wood was {he. name “Ludwig' Von Hartzmann.” “The lost stradivarius!” he eried. “Where.did you find it?” “In_London,” was the answer; “but looked into his || tace, which whitened instantly at t.he ' great-grandfather?” she‘ He .opened it wonderingly. | from what my daughiter tells me it | belongs by righ’ to you. I never in- Wltwpwtofmhmfly and | ° “4leo from what my daughter tells me-—it need not, for it seems they both belong to you—Jacqueline and thé Stradivarius.” His Career a Varled One. G. N. W. Rowe, at present engaged in the construction of the first electric rallway in Bolivia, which will give di- rect rail connection between Potosi, the second highest city of any im- portance in the world, with the south. ern portion of the republic, has had an interesting career. He was born in Quebec, where he learned French, to which he has added Spanish, besides an [ndian dialect. For many years ke lived in the United States, making his home at Nashville, Tenn., but for the last 13 years he has lived in South America. He served as a private in the Spanish-American war, studied civil engineering in Ohio, and’ then became interested in Bolivia. He is vice-president of the Bollvian Society of Civil Engineers, and a member of the Indiana society. Boomerang. Mrs. Hiram Offen—I'm afraid you won’t do. As nearly as I can find out you have worked in six or seven places during the last year. Miss Brady—Well, an’' how many girls has yerself had in the same tolme? . No less, I'm thinkin.'—Bos. | | ton Evening Transcript. Remembering the Day, “Please, mum, the new neighbors want to know if you'll lend them the & hew: tone In his| wur"fw 5 4».‘, _him a ot o 1] The Home of HAR] SCHAFFNER & MARY Clothing S 5 ¢ Just received car load of “BUCKEYE Wire{Fencing and a car 'load of Samtand Th;Room Fixtues, Give us a ca ? ¢ be convinced that our prices are rlszhl s A complete stock of Builders’ SupP e All Plumbing and T New stock of § always on hand. ning Guar:niced.. ware ‘and Furniture. “Here at this drug store. you'need a certaininstrument or appliance ((Mt ¥y We are getting in every day Spring Line, so if you want a ggoq nobby suit, see us, as tmis is the only store in town that [keeps them. " We havefalso receivedlour Spring line of {Hats, Shoesf| Arrow. 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