Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, April 12, 1913, Page 6

CURED MEATS Country Cured Hams Ib 21¢c “ Picnic Hams Ib 18¢ Breakfast Bacon Ib 125¢ “Ask for Red Wing Grape Juice” The Pure Juice H DALFQECeDHC 4T SRICERTOFOIDPO PO $0 3 OOd! (13 \‘ A %w.;\.la Pure Foc % b . GARLAND, RCIRIETOR Toov of dein trees shes and oil. Our lumber and . Ynown by the people of Lakeland as an nu-to-date lumber man. carvy a first clags line of points, varni mill business will be managed by Mr K. Hopkins, who is well Terms: Stnctly Cash on Dulivcry of Goods O Kl i - J. J. DAVIS & CO. Successors to D. Fulghumr 218 and 220 South Florida Avenue Heavy and Fancy Groceries Hay, Grain, and Feeds a Specialty Phone 334 x Prompt Delivery [ —=—uas — ] Where Can You Get Them? Hoare 1t this drug store. “If the doctor says you ne: 1 a certain’instrument or appliance come right ts tals store—we have it. gummsmm———— Red Cross Fharmacy Pho.-:e 89 % Quick Delivery ND.1 4 IND § lfx‘?& GYPHESS SHi" :LS $5 00N " I N re 245 kS W, 1 ST BPAESS LT 100 MR FLG & GEILs ShNG, BUEEES 5T251 2000 00, We are Laudling the eut of a small will, and can furnish ‘ you rough and dicssed traming from 2x4 to 10x12 best heart if L wanted, cut from round timber, We Te doors and sash and cap ; nish any kind of mill work out ol pine and cypress lumber. Re \",. ¥, Fuians &9 (o. IRt ~ PHONZ 93 & WO e U @4 NI AR e e | TSI IITIETRNED R ARSI 44 £ N D ISHEELAS T¥0 LOVERS : i One Was Rich, the Other Poor; { From what they said he seemed to be an important political leader. Sheila could see, too, that he wore a big dia- mond in his shirt front, and a dia- mond flashed as he raised one finger 'to emphasize his arguments. And then—Tom swore! ! imagined on the lips that had kiesed her. She was so startled that she came out froia behind the screen, and the men looked at her, and she looked at Tom; and suddenly Tom leaped to his feet and cried: “Sheila!” | One Unirue, the Other | She would not have minded a little i i oath, perhaps, but what he said was { Trua. ; something which she could not have By FRANK FILSON, Sheila Linton lcoked into the mirror set into the pariition of her cabin abeard the “Glenavon.” The face thut leoked back at her was a_gingu- larly beautiful one, and, try hard as she might, Sheila could not detect &; And added another oath. line that had not come through laugh-| Sheila went up‘to Tom and the two ing, nor one gray hair. Yet there was ; men withdrew hastily, for they did |a certaln maturity about it—the ma-! pot wish to intrude upon what was, turity that comes to all of us with ' | they suspected, some secret in their thirty years of wear and tenr—vhldl leader’s life. Sheila locked at Tom evidently displeased her, for she com- | very steadily, and then she began to | pared it with the photograph which | she held in her hand, and trowned. “Tom Tom!” she sobbed, drawing The photograph showed Sheila as' , clese to him. *“I couldn’t wait any she kad looked ten years before, when ' lonzer, I came. I wanted you so and ! he bade a teurful farewell to her | thought I wouid surprise you. Are's i iover, Thomas £':ne, on the wharf at ' yoy not glad to see iie, dear?” ! Qur own. ‘Tiomas was going to Tom ha d bpy\n stunding as though ! { Ainerica to mote his fortune and il ind his tongue. nd for her the next r. And ten id hoarsely, “I've bod passed ard Thomas was ,,,“ mariied eizht yoars.” i * la waited. Surely there was It was not thei te had been dis- mere to come. Surely this could not loyal. e hal! vritten Jovizgly all 4. 111 the end, the alsolute end of those yeurs, leit 't sent Sheila rything, Why, if that were so she | Into ecstucics of N . Butafter ., iq gie. No! What should she do, | ad Thomas ;0,52 What should she do? She, five years lLad 1 [ Shane still remained, ypoor Sheila had begun to fear the day of their mu- riage would never wrrive. | Twice, ice lately, Thomas had written sa hat he was doomed to failure, that she had better give him | up and murry conchody else who ! would be al'le to take care of her. He had lost po:iticn afler position, he o | wrote; things were going from bad to | ! worse; he saw no prospect of their | union. DBut these letters had precise- | ly the opposite ctlict to that which was | intended, for Sheila’s loval little heart | went out the more to Thomas in his trouble. And nut a little ¢ twenty pounds one | year, twentr-five another. faven \ich the happiness of the ex- pected meetine ila eouid not he Ip being gorry for Philip Druce, Tie had | loved her for five i baek in the old It Had Made Many Things Clear. ' country, and he had been so tender | and loyal and good to her. When she told him about Thomas Shane and her unalterable loyalty to him, it nearly broke their hearts. And here Sheila was, In New York ! harbor, with the Statue of Liberty in ' front of her and the huge office build- ings of lower Manhattan looming up ' like giants ont of the mist. Sheila knew that Thomas Shane was to he found at a certain number | on Third avenue. She did not know whether he lived there or merely had | his office in that building, but anyway it did not matter, because she was go- ing to pay him a surprise visit and | all their troubles would be over. As she took her seat in the Third avenue elevated train, clutching tightly the purse with the money—nearly fifteen bundred dollars in bills, and almost which they bulged—her heart giving little leaps for gladness. | when & mst she descended and saw | the building in which Thomas was surely at work—for it was a sort of hall, with offices rented above—she was so dizzy from excitement that she could hardly stir. kept And .| Dut presently she sum.noned her courage and went in. Sheila did not like the place. To begin with, it was a political club, and rough-looking men in shirt slecves were lounsing about the entrance, and they eyed her in a manner that made her uncom- fortable. And then the whole place reeked with stale tobacco smoke, and it was dirty and unswept. But the rouch men answercd her courteously enouzh when Sheila asked for Mr. Shane, and their faces brightened at the sound of her pretty Irish accent. “Tom Shane, )iss? Sure, you'll find him in his ofice through that door,” said one of the men. Sheila hesitated, for men were com- ing and going through the swinging door, and she did not want to surprise Tom in that manner. However, there was no help for it now. She pushed - oren the door. There was Tom. in his shirt sleeves, seated at his desk, his hat on the back of his head and a cigar cocked sidewise in his mouth. He looked fat and red, and his appear ance quite stunned the girl at first, so that she waited a moment behind the ereen screen that had been placed in front of the entrance. There were two men in the room, and they were arguing with Tom “x vear by year she had ' |fi eling blindly for the rupturing the leather receptacle in | ! ted to run away. vag speaking and Sheila heard voice, but she did not see him be- | .uso of the gathering clouds. She caushit to sipport herself at the edge Pnf the screen. “]1 snppose I've given you a pretty raw deal, kid,” said Tom, “but I loved ‘\v i jou and love you still—only they | voked me up with my woman one | ni“ht when I had been drinking and ! | didn't know what I was doing. I tell i{ vou, kid, my life has been hell since ||} t dav. And I couldn't give your . m < in T thounkt, ‘if Sheila won't give ! ! o vn Tl get a divoree and send for ! ) the disirict, and divoree ain't n onr ¢hurch, as you know, if I'd done it I'1 have set - ma, and then good- So I just waited, non would die or 1 up. But listen, li"=-he bhad drawn closer to her nd <he gmelled whisky on his breath | ‘I'm rich now and there ain't no rea. | :on why you and me shouldn't come | 1o an understanding, We can fix it some way so that it'll look respeet- | able, and that's all that counts. Give ! me a kigs, kid, for I love you just the | sa me—" | How she got out of that room she dxd not know. She remembered after- | ! ward pushing the man from her and | door. Then [ ! the screen fell as Tom tried to inter- | \cept her, and Sheila found the door | handle and tore herselt from his grasp upon her dress and ran. She heard men shouting after her. But she was { in the street now, and running as it for dear life, and never looking back. She ran with all her power. Men turned to stare at the strange figure, racing along Third avenue; somebody was chasing her 2gain, too. for she heard his footsteps following swiftly behind her. She reached the corner of the block and turned into a broad side street, and paused, panting. Then, behind her, she heard those same footsteps. Someone was calling her name. She hastened on again in ter- ror. It must be Tom, or one of his | men. What would they do to her? She saw a park in front of her now, with leafy trees and a fountain play- ing, and it seemed to be a haven of | refuge to her. She sank into a seat and hid her face in her hands. No one | molested her; the unfortunates upon | the benches were immersed in their 'own troubles. A passing policeman ! saw the pretty girl who seemed to be In distress and thought of speaking to | her. But just then he perceived his | roundsman in the distance and | straightened himself and passed on, ' mentally resolved, however, to go back s soon as the roundsman passed. And Shella, under the tree, was cry- ing her heart out. A man was leaning over the back ' of the seat. “Sheila!”™ he whispered She started round. It was Phil Druce! It a miracle had occurred she could | not have been more amazed. She| could not say 2 word, even when Phil | came and sat beide her and tock one ! of her smell hands in his. “I followed you 1eila, dear,” said PhRil, with the s1mne considerate gen- tleness as ever in his voice. “You wouldn't 1ot me come-——so 1 seiled on the Trafalzar and acrived yesterday, and waitcd for you. 1 was in the| carriage behind you on the elevated. | Sheila, dear, I guessed it all, but T couldn’t warn you because I couldn't | be sure—it was only a clue I had. | So' I followed you to his ‘office, and | when I saw you come out I knew the story was true. And I ran after you, | but I couldn't catch you, you ran so! fast. Sheila, dear, I'm going to do two things. First I'm geing back to give Shane a horsewhipping, and then I'm going to take you home.” “No. Phil, dear, don't touch him, Promise me! I couldn’t bear that he ' should ever come into our lives again, Promise that you’ll leave him alone!” “If youll promise me something, Sheila,” answered TPhil. “There's a boat leaving tomorrow, and there's time te get married today and then we can spend our honeymoon on board. O, Sheila, I've loved you for five years, and I think you always have reaily cared a little for me, haven’t you?” (Copyright, 1913, by W. G. Chapman) vourreen—I couldn’t. Time and | § 2eiiing to be a big || I3 o § : § All Refrigerators Are Not Alike. You Want to Get the Riy.: 2 Kind—the Kind That Insures Proper ATR CIRCULATION. : 2 g ? We sell the - ¢ g White Clad Refrigerator g This Refrigerator Will Keep Your FOODS FRESH and Pre- 2 vent Vegetable Odors from Making Your Butter and Milk “Taste.” < § We Sell Only the Best in Hardware. SOUVENIR SPOONS We have just received a new shipment of Souveriy Spoons with the passenger station in the bow] at ths popular prices;of $1.00, $1.25 andi$1.50. 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