Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, May 1, 1913, Page 2

Page views left: 0

You have reached the hourly page view limit. Unlock higher limit to our entire archive!

Subscribers enjoy higher page view limit, downloads, and exclusive features.

Text content (automatically generated)

CHE EVENING TeLEJRAMA, LAK FAGE TWO v e £ Oh PEOFORQPC AL [ é —_ fROMABUST ¢ e e ) wevezs ¢ |[FROM OUT THE PAST 5 | CHICAGO i —_— BY WILLIAM E. GRANT. \ The delicate perfume wafted by a hundred fans was chastening the heavy air of the ballroom, and the swish of the dancers’ feet over the smooth parquet was keeping a dreamy time to the whispering tinkle of the mandolins. With a curious smile ol her cameo face Mrs. Santelle stood watching the throng of those eager pursuers of fleet-footed happiness. There was a crowd of admirers about her, and she was sparkling all over, fn jewels and wit—a cold satirical wit. Presently there came into the room h / $ | | | ; R i« f a girl and her chaperone., The former Py ; 7 was Mrs, Santclle’s daughter, and the VOII/J 9]0&” D ROCkefi//erAW efieen mother, nodding to the crowd around ner, passed over to where she stood. “You are looking exquisite tonight, fear,” said the elder woman. “And, yet, there 18 something unusual about you. What has happened? Is it pos- sible? You say that the heir to the Vangreft millions has asked for your hand! Of course you accepted? No? Child, you have made an awful mis- take. It must be that there is some- one else. Ah, young Howard, the ar tist who paints those pretty pastelle heads? But, my dear, he has next to no money. Forget him, you must for get him.” As the woman moved away she looked back once and she saw that the girl's face was overshadowed - with gloom. The night no longer held any happiness for her. | . ‘Mr. Santelle shuddered slightly, but in the swing of the next walts she speedily forgot all but her own proud position as a leader of soclety, the wite of a prominent statesman and a reigning beauty. But suddenly, while the mandolins dripped their sweet mu- sic most tenderly, she started, paled quickly, and trembled on her partner's arm. There—in the misty corner of the room—she seemed to see a face she had known in the long ago—a face ghastly and wan—touched with crim- son and stamped with the mark of death. She closed her eyes—opened them again, but it was still there— menacing—accusing—horrible! There was a sudden commotion; for Mrs. Santelle had fainted. Quickly she was carried to another room, and her husband came to her. She awoke to find him leaning over the divan where she lay. “It {8 you,” she said, with a forced smile, “There is nothing serious the matter—I fainted—that was all. It was the heat of the room. “Please leave me—I require noth- 19g.” \ Alone with her own thoughts she dreamed the old dream over again. So long she had trted to forget, to put the worldly mask of pride over all those tender, sad days, and yet, here a little indisposition had brought the haunting terror back to her again. Well, if it must be, she would review the dream, the dream of those days when she was young, poor and am- bitious. Her beauty had then seemed to her a power beyond price, and she had determined to alm for nothing lower than the highest. And then that handsome young West Pointer had come into her life. She—yes, she loved him, though she told herselt she must stifle her love. And yet she had smiled upon him. One day he said: “I can bear it no longer. You know that I love you. Do you love me? I must know that. Can you give up your ambition for me—for love? I can- not eat of the fruit of hope and de- spair in this maddening alternation. Tell me—yesorno!” And sheghad shut her teeth and said “No” firmly, al- though she knew she loved him well. ‘When she learned that he had shot himself, she remained calm for a few seconds and then fell to the floor in a very delirium of pent-up terror. In the morning, wearing a heavy veil, she went to look upon his dead lhe riehest, inthe world il he had S ee,r:? /2: 197;;" zlzone;y he earned?® He puT ITIn THE BANK When John D. Rockefeller went into the oil flelds, he went there with Two Thousand Dollars that he had saved and with which he was ready (o take a good business chance. HAD HE NOT HAD HIS ¥ANEY IN THE BANK, he would not have been able to take the business chance that led to his stupendous fortune. John D. Rockefeller was no different from other fabulously rich men. Their geat fortunes were the logical resu It of their FIRST savings. Do YOUR banking with US. First National Bank OF LAKELA ND Long Life of Linen along with good laundry werk is what you are looking for sad that 19 just what we ary giviag. Try s Lakeland Steam Laundry Phone 130. West Main 88, NY HAVE SEEN The Accumulation of a Life Time MA is a Ruthless Destroyer! A Fire Insu- rance Policy a Beneficent Restorer! HAVE YOU ONE? Y Z M AN Raymondo Bldg. 3 face. Ah, the sight of that white f; . . Room 7, Phone 80 with the majesty of do?x(l\wup:n 81('3'? CEOSOFQFADFO SO CHREQI0Y DG ROM0 S IMSTHIMSOOCy | She would never forget that awful picture. Why did that phantom come & WH WE FU]SH YOU @& out of the past tonight to reproach d - Rk 4 &, + THE BEST IS NONE T00 GOOD~ ¥ herself, buried those old-time mexm- ories, gratified all her ambitions, ew erything save love? Why had she dreamed tonight? Was it the look on her daughter's face that had brought about the coming of the dream? Would A Stella, too, live to repent? IF EN: . “11s She went out into the ballroom GRAVED B ] CORRECT® :gah.. radiant and beautitul as be- (H- A B SN ore. She waved her questioners MANUFACTURING ENGRAVERS g Dighingot LOUISVILLE, KY,U.S.A. WE ARE THEIR EXCLUSIVE AGENTS FOR THEIR EXCLUSIVE LINE. Full line of Dennison's Gift Dressings; also Gibson Art Co's Engraved Specialties, Holiday and Fancy Goods, loys, Ete, LAKELAND BOOK STORE R. L. MARSHALL| CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Will furnish plans and sposifications or will follow any plans and specideations furnished. “Thank you, it was nothing. Only fatigus, faintness, due to the heat.” But when Stella said softly: “How glad 1 am that you are better, moth- er,” she bent over her and whispered: “I have been thinking things over, dear, and have changed my mind, You can tell Mr. Howard, my child, that he can have you, if he has set his heart upon you and you on him, There are other &nd greater forms of happi- ness in this old world than can be won by the possession of mere money. And wealth is bat a poor substitute for the loss of true love. Greet him for me, | dear, and be happy.” : A glorious radiance shene upon the ! girl's face. Her mother, turning to leave the hail, looked back and smileq ly. The vision of death no longer ted s BUNG. 1 ALOWS A SPECIALTY d made, in some rmeasure, atone. wment for the past. Lo} me thow you seme Lakeisnd homes I have buily o The proudest m age man's life was w i %o S en he was about €even years cld and had a Speaking acquaintance with a policeman. FLORIDA 0, FLA,, MAY 1, 1913, i REGIME OF LINWHACK : BY MARY L. MILLETT. “No,” Arrowsmith would say re- proachfully, “I can’t eat that.” Thereupon Mrs. Arrowsmith or the waitress, or whoever had offered Ar-| rowsmith the rejected dish, would fall back abashed and clutch her heaq.l wcndering what on earth she could | concoct to stay Arrowsmith's hunger and yet not collide with his dyspepsia. Arrowsmith was greatly pleased |1 with his dyspepsia. It was not the acutely painful kind, but a comforta- ble sort of unhappiness, giving him something to talk about which he could use to attract sympathy to him- self when attention in his direction seemed to be lagging. Then, too, he derived a certain pleasure from trying new remedies. Linwhack, who had taken an expen- sive German cure for the same trou- ble, had talked to him throughout a |; whole bridge party, explaining just how Arrowsmith could take the same cure without the trouble of traveling to Germany. “You owe it to yourself, my boy,” Linwhack said, “to take this thing in time and not let it get its clutches on you; as I did! My, how I suffered!” “So do I,” said Arrowsmith, eagerly. | “T can’t eat a thing.” Arrowsmith made life miserable for |4 the members of his family for weeks after this, groaning and suffering: un- der Linwhack’s regime. Then he de- |’ clared that the was worse than ever, and announced that he desired no | j more prune soups or cream steaks cooked. The chopped beef interlude was also trying for those about him, for Arrow- smith would look so desperately re- proachtul at the sight of the others devouring fried oysters and spicy sal- ads and rich desserts, while he dined off something similar to the dish ordi- narily set before the family watchdog. Still, as Mrs. Arrowsmith pointed out, he really could not expect every one else to go on a chopped beef diet. “This {8 not a follow-my-leader game, darling,” his wife explained to him, as she devoured chocolate cake, and Arrowsmith ate a particularly *Shucks!” Said Aunt Mellssa. wizened and anaemic cracker. *“My heart i8 wrung with sympathy for you, reully, but I am going to stick to hu- man food, if you don't mind!” Arrowsmith tried hot water bags and plasters before meals and pow- ders after meals, and still he kuew that he possessed a stomach. “The worst part of it Is,” Arrow- smith would say, “that [ can't tell whether it aches for lach of food or because of food. It is most confusing. What wouldn't I give to be well again! Eventually, of course, it will cause my death, but remember, Henrl- etta, I am keeping up a good-sized life insurance!” Nobedy ever did anything at the Arrowsmith house but sit around and discuss Arrowsmith's affliction and read dyspepsia cures. When Aunt Melissa came to visit the family was much concerned at sight of him. g Arrowsmith passed a long and ae- lightful evening relating his sufferings to her and describing his hopeless at tempts at a cure, “Shucks!” saild Aunt Melissa. *I should ithink you would be sick, ta- king all those things and doing all these gymnastics! Now, if you'd take We Won't Sacrifice Quality but we are always studying how to: * Increase The Quantity We give the “most now but we are anxious to give more. Phone us andprove it. Best .‘M, m”‘l‘ e mpeengeas eveces sootcenne.. M m lfipfll"dll...-m-......m.....-..-.. 1 emnl,#pvlldplllfi..'........-.n-............-.... N Snowdrift, 10-pounl pails . o .meiicmeciimiciiimimane LI 3 oans family size Cream. . w.e.ooiimmeriomceiimi m. Y 1-2 barrel best Flour........p0.omts.amesss Picnic Hams, perpound . < .uvviimiveiiii i mim. .. JBI Octagon Soap, 8for.. —.....cccoamvvvvveciiiamemen . M Ground Coffee, per pound. .. .. I R R o A || LG UL TR < T e R S o " E. G, T weedell Pl IF YOU ARE THINKING OF BUILDING, SEE MARSHALL & SANDERS The 0Id Reliable Contractors Who have been building houses in Lakeland for; years, and who never “FELL DOWN" or failed to give satisfaction. All classes of buildings contracted for. ,The many fine residences built by this firm are evidgnces of their abilityto make good. MARSHALL & SANDERS Phone 228 Blue For All hinds of REAL ESTAITE pmeeeaanessastsssntatesesese s ssns sesntstess cossasem oo Souey SesneSSe e See Us Fur ROSEDALE érc FARR EILLICH Lakeland. Fl2 Yul SOPCPOHTHH IS0 ST RO POHI O 040 FOR SALE EROSTERCCE Land, and, Groves We own, or have for sale, some or tne chuicest properties ad- jacent to the town of Frostproof, including a few good bear ik groves. Timber, turpentine ard colonization tracts. Also see us for Lakeland strawberry farms, groves and city property. one of these pep'mints after each meal, like I do—" . Arrowsmith groaned hollowly. “You don't understand,” he explained, “how serious a case mine is! Why, I've consulted some of the best specialists in the country!” Aunt Melissu made such a nuisance of herself about the peppermints that after dinner that night, Arrowsmith ato two to get rid of her. “There!” cried Aunt Melissa half an hour later, when she caught Arrow- smith laughing. “You feel better, don't you?" “Just @t the moment,” replied her nephew, rely, “I have no pain.: Sometimes + have an interval—" “You 1 '‘u with those pep’'mints!” Insisted his cunt. “They’ll cure you! And cat whut Ienrietta calls human food!" Whether or not it was time for his | hier, for she felt as thongh. sno | dyspepsia to stop, anyhow the family | | will never know, but the fact remains | that Arrowsmith's dyspepsia was quickly cured. But Arrowsmith has nt n the aver.; nBever forgiven his Aunt Melissa for | | depriving him of his one topic of con- versation.—Chicago Daily News. Ohlinger & Alfield LAKELAND., FLORIDA CPROTCR Qo0 PR RO RO OGO C { DeREE STEAM PRESSING CLU and MANN PLUMBING CO, Cleaning, Pressing and Alteration. Ladies’ {Work 2 Specialty. All2(Work} Galled For and Delivered. Prompt Service. Satisfaction Guaranteed. C. A. MANN € MANAGE ¢ N. Kentucky Ave. PHONE 257 Bowyer Blcg. Subscribe for The Telegra |

Other pages from this issue: