Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, April 17, 1913, Page 7

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e Dress That Will | | Set Style for the Season 3 Summ T T ST R GOOD THINGS IN LIFE By ROSSER W. COBBE. | Rt e AL TS e 5 “Yes, that's wl'v I like the place, Fred,” remarked Caverly, stretchinz himself luxuriously, “It's so quict and resting.” Fred Hustings nodded. “It is rest- ful in here, Cav.” The little cafe was but sparsely filled. The lights were low, and no sereeching violin or tinkling pianoe dis- decorated room. “Funny I never met your wife, | Fred. You and I were such chums m the old days before you went across. Guess it wouldn't do for me | to recall some of the high jinks of ‘ the long ago, hey?” l ! Hastings glanced at his friend's ,smiling, rather dissipated face, a , frowned slightly. | “No” he said, decisively, “It; . wouldn't do, Cav. You know that's | all over with now. I've got over my! ! toolish days. Wait until you meetl - Bertha; you'll know then why I set- !tled down. You'll like her, I know,” he went on, enthusiastically, “she's miles and miles too good for me. I'm: the luckiest man in the world today, | ' Caverly.” . Caverly grinned. { “Cut it out, Fred” he laughed.| “Young married people, you know—" | “Well, I guess it does sound rather | foolish to you, but you must remem-i ber that I never knew what a good | . womans’ love meant until I met o Bertha" § ' Caverly reached over to the wall and pressed an eleciric button, “Two cocktails, waiter. Best thing in the world,” he added to his com-| panion, “when you're getting lontl-{ mental. All you've been doing ever| since I met you iz prattle about the joys and bliss of the married state. ¥ Now, I've a little experience to re-! i dn Y late, end,” glancing at his watch, “I'd | advise you to give me a chance now | it you want to hear it before your! ! wife joins us.” “Go ahead, old man,” Hastings said, * smiling, “you always did like to hw' e‘ifiuu{u 1% Pndetmang f / | | yoursel! talk.” “I was over on the other side, win- ter before last, and intended looking you up, but circumstances over which |l had no control made it imposeible. However, that has nothing to do with the story.” Caverly sipped his cocktail medita A summer dress of hand embroidered batiste trimmed with crechet uttons. : B e ) Consclence Inspires Ald, Par Bo It From Him. A Yonkers clergyman, whose same | Taflor—"You bave inherited a Io8 | which to begin his narraitve, "us not made public, advertised fof jef money; why don't you settle my e owner of & man's watch lost and |bill?" Owens—"My dea: man, | bund in North Broadway three years | wouldn't have it sald for anything they're usually mine. I'd kind of . By ew : UNCLE DICK'S METHOD the baby. turbed the gentle silence of the fern: tively, as though seeking & way in!ice cream soda place and get “As you know, Fred, I am usually|to be quiet for halt an hour to get fond of the good things of life, and | the soda.” % Come to us for the poods adverticed in JOHNSON & JCIIICH By JOHN BRANDON. & 1 Kk nf ~ed to take care of Dick and the bzby Urcle Dic i ¢+ g0 much fuss I3 care of a child,” depart~d. But jlay with his! was exhaust- + and play fa the @ NOW BEING DISTRIZUTED. ick, ‘ ai,” £he sald, | \liat sort of looking is it?" cle Dick did not knov' the Sun- Jrr hat from the every day hat and 3 T was afraid to take a chance, ! The child decided to write a lottvr.! | “Does d-e-er spell dear, Uncle Dick?” n‘l “Yes” L A K E “How do you spell Anmnie, Uncle PHARMACY “A-n-ndet l ) *“*Dear Annfe.’* ; ‘Is that the kind of dear you mean? That's d-ea-r. I told you wrong.” “*Dear Annle, we were—' How do you rpell were, w-a-r-e?” “Not this time, baby. time” ‘ “\We were at the park’ How do you spcll park?” I | The W-ere this “Pa-rk” . *ia 4t that way all the time?” “Ves, I don’t know of any excep- Mens. You sce, I don't know much about epclling. Spell any old way. I'm going to read.” “Uncle Dick—Uncle Dick!"” “Yes? What do you want this 0?” “What did mother say ste would bring me?” 1 “I don't know.” “Yes, you heard her. She said she ! was going to bring me something.” “Well, I'm sorry, but I've forgotten. You see, I'm not like your mother. I can't act as memorandum book and United Brotherhood of Carjenter: dictionary, and all that. I'm only! and Joiners of Americs, Local 1776 plain, ordinary Uncle Dick. I don't know much more than you do.” “Oh, Uncle Dick—Uncle Dick! [I'm ' Meets overy Tuesday night st 7 bloodthirsty!” o'clock, at McDonald's ball. “That so? You don't look it.” R. L. MARSHALL, President. “l am! My tooth's loose and it's J. W. LAYTON, Vice Pres. Meeding and I can taste §&. It's fine! J. W. LOGAN, Treasurer. 1 must be bloodthirsty.” FELDS ; “You are descended trom piates| 5 PSR IEICE L ThaCs what makes you like that, Now, H. L COX, Sidevig 1t you'll keep quiet for half an 50 I can read I will take you to the :Aumnom 3 some ice cream soda. But you'll has When the mother returned all was 820. The minister said a recent cos |that my newly acquired wealth caused | peen going the pace a little too fast,| quiet. She came in with & smile.| Lakeland Lodge No. 01, F. & A vert of his church found the timepiece 'any departure from my simple Bad and had decided I'd have to leave| “Where's the child? she asked. and his sonkclence was pricking him. |its."—Boston Transcriov Carlo and get rested up for a time French gentleman whose honor I quite anintentionally slurred, and who took me on with the raplers with the con sequence that I had a rather nasty hole put in my side. In the state was in that meant the hospital. “And there I met her. Oh, I know, Fred, that I've been all kinds of & tool, and that my shortcomings are many and my virtucs few, but I know heart. God! if I had only known it then. She was employed as a nurse at the hospital and it was she that brought me back to life. And it was then that I committed the greatest folly of a foolish life. I had money and she enjoyed the little luxuries of when I got mixed up with a young| life that my money could buy, but that she could not afford to get with together—too happy, I know now; such happiness brother had suspicions, and confront. Ing us one night in a small resort, whence we had gone to hear the o chestral concert, he openly accused us. She, frightened, would not lle, but confessed to him, trying to take the blame on herself.” Caverly’s face was white and his eyea shone; the corners of his mouth twitched nervously. With a shaking hand ho reached for his glass and took tha drink at a gulp. | *“Thers was hell in the man’s eyes,” he continued, twisting the glass in his fingers, “a3 with an awful oath he| drew 2 razor from his pecket and slashed ma2 across the throat.” Cuv- erly’s fingers caressed his neck ner- vously, and Hastings shuddered at his fricnd's unconscious action. “And then,” continued Caverly, “leaving mo where I had fallen, he turned on his sister, and although with a powerful effort I dragged myself to my fect, [ was unable to prevent him from uzing his weapon on her. She did not die, I learned that later—I was in a state of semi-consciousness for nearly six | weeks, but when I returned she could not be found. The youth had shot' himselt later. My only clew was to| find a woman whose face would bear | the awful triangular scar that I had, geen administered, and that I will! never forget.” Hastings’ face had suddenly gone as white as that of his companion. | “Pshaw,” Caverly remarked, with an attempt at carelessness, “my 'story’s made you seedy—beg pardon, er-er, are you looking for some one, madam?” The door had opened and a woman had glided unnoticed up to the tabie. “Bertha!” gasped Hastings. | “My dear, what is wrong?” The glass crashed from (:nvel'ly‘l| nerveless fingers. The woman, leun- ing solicitously over her husband's chair, had brought her face directly under the electric globe and the light therefrom revealed with startling clearness the vivid blue outline of & triangular scarl FI Smt Shave for a Rotigh Face No matter how tender your skin or tough and wiry your beard, we can sell you a now that I loved that girl with all my razor that will give you aclean, velvetshave. | It will give you a light orclose shave with no roughness, no irritation. It you cannot shave yourself, we will seil vou a safety razor that gives an easy, safe, quick, convenient shave,at very small cost. Besides razors. we sell strops, brushes and other kinds of cutlery. Come in and talk to us about it. The Jackson and Wilson Co. o — A S LT her slender wages. We were happy | ribbons and precious old jewelry and cannot last. Her| than that!” | the offending birds. . M. Regular communications held on i, Shoner around Bers SOB® | second and 4th Mondays at 1:30 p The mother went out. Suddenly ™ Visiting brethren cordially in there were sounds of the baby angry vited. J. C. OWENS, W. M. and abused and sounds of the mother J. P. WILSON, Secy. equally angry and abused. “You know you are not allowed in my bureau drawers! And the top . drawer especlally! Aud just look at | 29 mects the frst VRiralar BIEEL M my gloves? And my watch! And! month in Maeonic Hall. Visjt grandmother's medallion! And my B8 companions welcomed. A. D necklace! What haven't you been Leonard, H. P.; J. F', Wilson, Secy. Into!” ntt‘nht‘:l. “;f:f: l'::{’l’;:n“Ermm Palm Chapter, (). E. 8 meets ever; " ’ J | sacond and fourth Thursday night: a:l:"::"’;‘:l: ;r:p:;;m the child mio{ each month at 7:30 p. m. Mmn Not a sound ' : out of her. Dut as soon as you get'¥10r® Keen, W. M.; J. F. Wileon back there 1s all this fuss!®™ (b3, “Perfcctly happy! No doudbt! And no wonder! Lork at what she has been allowed to play with! Laces and Lakeland Chapter, R. A. M. No Lakeland Camp No. 718, W. 0. W meets every second and /~arth Thurs day night. Woodmen Circle frs oo Thuesocve, W J Bstrides Uncle Dick retired. Soom he was Council Commander, Mrs. Sallfe Scip everything else. She kmew better! foined by the child. She was ia dis adim: of Clrcle. grace, and evidently felt it keenly. Unele Dick took her in his arms and L OFP ssated her upon bis anznmmmbfi Rogular mecting every Tuesds) ahfld. at 7:30 at 0dd Pellows Hall, Visit “T've been bad, haven't I Uncle|!ng "wembers aiways welcome. F. D. BRYAN. Chancellor Commander. A. % _ACKSON, Secretary. Dick?™ “Yes, I think s0.” “Do you love bad girls?™ “Yes,” whispered Uncle Dick. :¢nd geoulprt ‘em, too?™ ‘ou bet I do!” ) P a3, G A When the mother came finto the' Meets tggrfim'&tunu‘ in every room the child was &till in Uncle onth at 10 u. m.'at the home o Dick’s lap. His arms wero tight 3 iJ. M. Spacling on Kentucky avenue tround her a J 2 ef and thelr heads Wore| ™, "o 'SHAFFER, Commander close together. “You ourhtn’t to pet me except J. R. TALLEY, AL when I'm good,” the child was saying. “Well, you see, I don't have tc hane 2 dle that end of it, either,” retumod‘ - A L Undle Dick. “Yo = meets every second and fourth Mon after that alnng’Y \:lrm ;r;\l::h&irr-n:::l:; SOV DRI LS. G . 3 S Rt end memorandum stunts. T om only | 108 brothers end sisters cordially in your Uncle Dick, and you have to give | vited. me something easy.” The mother eat down beside them. “Are you two rapscallions talking about me?” she demanded. “Yes,” answered Uncle Dick, “we are, respectfully and in tones of awe.” —————. MRS. F. C. LONGMAN, N. G. MRS. ILA SELLERS, See. Lake Lodge No. 2,1.0. 0. F. meets Friday nights at 7:30, at | 9. 0. F. hall. Visiting brothers are What He Wanted. cordially invited. Mr. Pounds, the retircd grocer, ml J. L. REYNOLDS, Sec. very proud of his new country estate. W. P. PILLIANS, N. G Ho epared no expense in doing things well. Judge, then, of his delight when a palr of rooks began bufiding a nest In his park! Dut the farmer who owned the next land was not so pleased. In fact, he disliked rooks. 80 he gave his sons orders to shoot GLAtoBJLER Orange Blossom Div. No. 499 G..1. A. to B. of L. E. meets ever) second and fourth Wednesdays o each month at 2:30 p. m. Visiting Sisters always welcome, MRS. J. C. BROWN B8ec'y Along came Mr. Pounds, enraged. “See here, my man,” he said, fleree 17, “I wish those lads of yours would ORDER OF EAGLES. Iat my birds alone. I'm trying to The Fraternal Order of Eagles T habs Sl Fht. sl replied the| meets every Wedzesday night at rtardy son of the soil. “But I wisk{ 7:30, at 0dd Fellows' hall. #¥ar rooks would let my crops alom.i J. H, WILLIAMS, President. ! de trying to make a living.” BE. M. SMAILS, Secretary. - — First Aid} i Handbock ! 59000090 PPVCIVCEOTEITESER Velvet Bean Seed B | | Home Grown'. 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