Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 18, 1913, Page 6

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Phone 30 E0E QIOBOHQIVRQLOPOFOFOSOS QPOLOSCHIPOLOLOPOSOP0SOI0P E WE FURNISH YOU ¢ WHEN" THD BEST 1S NONE T00 cocm- P 255 HAROURT& Q0. & GRAVED m' CORRIECT" MANUTACTIRING ENG RAVERS LOUISVILLE, KY,U.S.A. WE ARL ThExR E\LLLol\ E AGENTS FOR THEIR EXCLUSIVE LINE. 38 @iso Gilsen ant Qo's es, Hel "1 Tovs, Lie. LAND BDOX STORE mey Goods, R. L. I\V_-I‘ARQHALL CO’\I.-o X - NS N ~3i_’ L:) iR Y Wil fursisk plaas ard apecis Low auy plai speciBontions for, QProya ShLcaaud BUHC.LLOWG Le me aow you wome La cisnd bomes 1 bave paily LiEXIAC Pioue 087-Green. FLORIDA D300 VO ROPOLOEOBOHO HOBOBODOBED B LS S SRR ——— THE EVENING TELEGRAAM, L:\KFY AND, FLA., FEB. 18, 1913, MASFO.{ RUANCE - Off With the Mistress and On "9 ‘o With the CooX, Said tha ; Soldier Hero. By JOHN PHILIP ORTH. The rosos were blooming, the birds ringing, and the breok at the back end of the Traver's pronerty was bab bling away like a child just beginning to talk | It was just the day for a young girl ; who hadn’t anything particular to do |and who wanted to wonder what fu ture years would bring her, to walk ‘down to the brook and dump herself 1down in & heap in a shady spot. Further up the brook, on other land ! ' there had been a children's pienic the day before, ual scatterings h-hind them. A part ! of a newspaper was slowly making its way over the grass under the motive power of the hieht hreeze. [ts course was erratic, and 1t bad many a resting ‘spell, but it was finally blown almost into the girl's lap Miss fogeo's care! on the fragment for a moment, and then she gave a start of surprise ard reached for it She had read in bold fuced lettors “Greato st sale of cor sets ever heid in North America since , Colnmbug discovered ft!* | There was nothing remantie abont that. PRut that fragment of a yellow Journal wasn't blewn at a maiden’s 1{”4 for bluff Miss lone read furth ier: ' "Owing to the sudden deaths of the | #Ix partners of this firm (all died hap py), the elopement of the bookkeeper anud the mysterious disappearance of | the forelady and the shipping clerk | who may have died for love, we find it necessary to dispose of onr larg: and mellow stock of corsets. “Corsets from $§5 to $200, according |to the settings We propose to dump. |!hflm into one grand heap as large as ia barn and give you vour pick of the lot for just $7. Sale be:ins Mondav morning. There will be a fierec rush Come early.” No romance vet, but Miss needed a corset, and she would be at that sale if alive. She would also cap- ture a $200 one and defend it against {other women with her Ife She breathed hard as she thought of the struggle to get throngh the mob of factory girls and wives of millionaires, and while so doing she unconsclously turned the paper over fn her hands. ¢ Ah. the romance at last: “Correspondent Wanted A soldler at a lonesome post in the far west Knoeck down wighes to eorrespond with some bright. edncated veung lady in the ecast. A svmpathetic one preferred I have neither mother nor sldter, and long for cheering words. Am in hos pital fust at present after a fight with 'hr- Indians The sympathetie address Clavde M 1 taln western fort eirl was told to and there were 'lflarfl in Miss "one's eyes as she fin- ! Ished reading. | course—perhaps a colonel | gone bravely forth to do battle with | the savage redskins, and had been | He didn't gay he had, but | .vmundnd .nhv in the hospital, If not? And there he was lying and suffer- Ing untold agenies, and there was no { mother--no sister--to write him how !sorry she was and hope he would {roon be around again i It was positively shameful of the | Fovernment not to furnish its brave heroes in blue with mothers and sis |ters, and she would ask her father, "who had a political pull, to ree about 1t | Write to the loncsome. i suffering colonel? Of course she would Next month or week® No, alr—-rlght away within the hour He | wasn't going to suffer any longer than is would take a sympathetic letter to reach him, with “In Haste” written on the envelope In a bold hand. With- ||n two hours the letter was in the mall box. It was a letter to cheer a man that | had been shot In the leg by a wicked | Filipino, and was beins fod cornmeal crael by a heartless hospital nurse. No doubt it did cheer him, for he pe- wounded, | turncd his grateful thanks at once, | and the romance may be said to have airly begun thetic, they was to be ex: loving tl that if | would n 3 ‘leg. Her colon 1 that he had been but woman’s i trusted. And tl admit that he eround anc a extension 11 cam of a ¢ her little wrote the me on a per soveral times over e M. Dy Pproy I' looked gread to her. It lookey forty i and they had left the us- ess glanee rosted fone DuPrey at a cer- | The advertirer was an officer, of | He had | l Mrs. Fiske, who was then Minnie Mad- [ dern. In this enthusiasm he had a { warm but friendly rival in Mr. Froh- The Town 0f Progress man. When Charlic vou tomory id Mr. = : i - Belasco. And they de the Al < Lk e : theater. Mr. Bol tely hue ] ried to a florist’s ndored g, the greater part of ten ¢ all he “ then possessed in the world—on a huge bouquet. It wr he day of the - old-fashioned bokay,” shaped like a larze cabbage with an enormons eialh D. A. HE.NDERSON an island of flo tirely. surround- ed by ferns and frilly paper. Armed Proprictor ! with this he hurrici 10 the stage door % of the o1 Park ! 1 3 P S !\;J:S o domggrstam ol e Phone_279 Corner Florida & ti.nes greater than the name of Jones Wg sl or Brown Then came the waiting—weeks of i it The gevernment t rts don't | run Marathon races cn the home. ! ¢ No letters, no cable- ! j waiting. Miss Jone had a ! mental picture of just how the colonel | would look He wonld be tall and {stern and ecommanding. Ile would [hll\"' a drooping mustache and dark eves He would linip on his cork leg, '3 hut it would be a limp that thousands ' of men would envy. Oh, she could ': I not mistake the family butcher for = her brave colonel | As the date drew near when the' lover might be expected. Miss lone; unvwillingly accompanied her father and mother for a week's stay at the: house of a relative, but word was left for the colone! in case he came, and ! s | ox %\ FOR come he did. ! The family cook had not been in charge of the house but two days| IS when the hero came walking down | the highway from the depot. He still “ wore his uniform, and it was much the worse for wear. He was short and squat. He had no limp. He did 9 not look stern nor commandinz. His e on t dcrl lge QUQI mustache didn't droop any more than‘ l the average hair brush Well, what's wanted”” demanded but we are ‘ll“‘“ studyin, Y the cook | “1g Miss lone at home?” ' l h 2o . “She 15 not ! ncrease The Qug fitity “Will she be soon? { She may and she: may not.” B We give the “most now but we arc . Now the cook had a soft heart for a soldier, gruff as she was toward the ! more, Ph(me us and prov plumber and painter, and as the col- onel turned away with a sich of dis- appointment. she melted and said: | Best Butter, per pound . it el il il Might T offer you a licht lunch?” | Sugar, 16 potnal i e & The colonel entered “"", “”“‘h“": Cottolene, 10 pound pails. .. cen.vveernenn...... S and visited for a eouple of hours. g . could also be eaid of the cook that cozt"lfl_le' G-pmmd p"l.' g it she was fat and single, and had long Snowdrift, 10-poun] pails . ......... had her m-od out for a mnn.h Th;“ r:' ‘8 3 cans family size Cream.............. e onel praised her cooking her looks. | . She praised his hravery. She had 6 cans hb’ size Cream. . L b bt $200 saved wp, and he had a little 1-2 barrel best Flour... Ll Cn bl g 'd"‘"l“"”l’-' ;‘flfl' ""':" 12 pounds best Flour....... .......;... i chicken ranch and she looked to him g just like a woman that just doted GIIE Picnic Hw’ per ponml i 1 AN - chickens ‘ Cudahy’s Uncanvassed Hams ... i Thus it came ahout that when Miss ! Octagon Roap, 6 for........... Lo lone reached home, which was one Ground Coffee, per W“‘ day shead of her parents. she found 2 el a stranger smoking his pipe on the § gl“@fll Kerogene . % veranda, and the smiling cook rmdy to explain: “Thiz is Tom Romers just out of wee the Philippine army, and we are to ba married in two weeks.” “I think you are the girl T corre sponded with." observed Tom—as he took his pipe from his mouth “You can't he Colonel DuPrey.” ‘There 18 no such colonel ” “Rut he wrote me." | “It was me" SMOKE “That is, 1 hired the bugler to write for me!" ‘And you haven't got a—a ecork leg?” “Not on your life!" | “Would | be marrying him it he ?" demanded the cook with con- rable asperity “lut you were in the hospital,” the persistent girl | I “So 1 was, but not with a bullet in ymy leg T was laid up with a rat | bite " l “And so- g0 ‘And as | am going into the c:l.m:l-I en-ralsing, and as you don't look like !a girl that would take kindly to chickens, and as the cook here do, why—why, it's off with you and on with her. No hard feelings, 1 hope, but I was cussed lonesome away off there!" l Poor lone wept all night, but she i had gained a lasting experlence. (Copyright, 113, by the \lr‘l ‘lure News- | paper S INMAN’S sald MRS. FISKE’S RIVAL ADMIRERS] Frohman and !clalco Eoth Left the Theater With Same Purpose in View. i | One of Mrs. Fiske's favorite stories g0es back to the days when neither | she nor- David Belasco nor Charles | Frohman were as celebrated as they | are now, although, secretly, all three of them probably had no doubts of what was going to happen. Even tn | the earliest days Mr. Belasco was a keen and quite unreticent admirer of The best Union Made cigar in tovn. They have stood the test. Sebrng, Florida The Town of Beautiful Location Madd. 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