Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, May 2, 1913, Page 6

& PAGD BIX BULK DRIED APPLES 10c¢. 1b. Pure Food Store W.P, Pillans & Co. PHONE 93 ‘BuildersLumber & Supply COMPANY B. A & E 0. GARLAND, PRCPRIETCRS, ! Foct of Main Btrect. Phone 8. 0.1 4 IO 5§ 1NGH GYPAESS SHINGLES $5.00 M CLAEND GG : 400 N N0. 1 STANDIAD CfPAESS LATH 400 M it FLG & GEILING SIDING, LWVERNESS STOCK 25.00 M We ave handling the cut of a small mill, and can furnieh you rough avd dressed framing from 2x4 to 10x12 best heart {f wanted, cut from round timber, We make doors and sash and cam furnish any kind of mill work out of pine and cypress lumber. Re carry a firt class line of points, varnishes and oil. Our lumber and will business will be managed by Mr E. H. Hopkins, who 18 well known by the people of Lakeland a8 an nu-to-date lumber man. = Terms: Strictly Cash on Delivery of Goods IS & Syccessors to D. Fulghum 218 and 220 South Florida Avenue: Heavy and Fancy Groceries Hay, Grain, and Feeds a Specialty Phone 334 L Where Can You Get Them? A { I should have ; ! immediately o i THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LaK ELAND, FLA., MAY 2, 1915, UNT ANNA’S ANXIETY By LUCILE CUMMINGS. Going to the country in midwinter seems 80 out of the question to me that when I received a letter from Aunt Anna asking all the family out to the farm for New Year's day 1 did mot think the invitation needed to be taken seriously. She wrote to me because she wanted me to change the gloves I bad sent her for Christmas. They were several sizes too small for her and she appeared to think it would be an easy matter for me to exchange them for the right size. They are gloves that Carl B:‘es brought me from Europe two years ago, and though they are beautiful they are a little too tight for even my small bhands. I thought, of course, that Aunt Anna would simply put them away to keep for one of the children. That is what she should have done instead of insisting that I take the trouble to change them. One's responsibility for a present ought to cease when the gift is made, but Aunt Anna is one of those terribly thorough-going persons who never let a matter rest until it is settled to their satisfaction. I shall have to buy | & pair of gloves, 1 suppose, though I R | have resolved to be as economical as .possible this year. Arthur Knight had invited me to go down to one of the hotels and see the old year out, but when I inadvertently merntioned it before father Saturday moriing he immedlatcly vetoed the plan. “But, daddy,” 1 told him, “it will be awfully dull for me to sit drearily at home the last night of the year when ome always expects to have a little fum:” The disappointment was so great vhat I eouldn’t keep my tears hack. “Well,” said father, 1if you are dreary fu the midst of your own family ask gome of ysur friends in and have a ! qulet celebration by your cwn fre- | side.” I' acted at once upon this suzges- tion and when I called up Arthur Knight he said he was glad of the change of plin. “I'don’t believe you wenld have en- § yed the downtown ceiebration as | much as you thought you would,” he said, laughingly. “Your father is | quite right. We shall have a much better time at your house.” Although [ am really fond of Arthur, 1 think he is rather foolishly strait laced in his ideas. I was fortunate in finding a num- ter of friends who had no engage- ments for New Year’s eve and so it was a congenial party that gathered to watch the dying of the old year. 1 think every one was a little sur prised at the somewhat elaborate hot supper we had just at midnight. 1 managed things so well that it was really very little trouble. I got Cousin Fannie to prepare in advance creamed chicken for me to serve from the chat- Ing dish and have the coffee ready in the percolator so Betty could preside at that. This careful prearrangement of mine made it possible for Cousin Fan. { nie and mother to stay in the kitchen and fry the fresh mushrooms, fill the patties and make the hot biscuits, In the morning grandmother had made some of her old fashioned molasses pake that the men always rave over. suggensted [t absolutely sted it mntln-rl fresh, but when T ¢ bicctod. “Blanche,” she said, “it would be ‘,propo:ztcl'(ms for you to keep your ’ grandmother up till after 11 o'clock at night merely to bake molasses cake.” “Why, I belfeve she would like to do it,” I answered. “Grandmother is such a wonderful woman that late hours never feaze her. I'm always :)ragglng abojt how young my granny 5" This pleased grandmother so much that I think she would have stayed up all night to bake the cake if that had been necessary, but still mother would not iet her do as 1 had sug- gested. Mother really ought to let grandmother have her own way more, We were in the midst of our gay little feast whea the bell rang. Father emerged from the library and found a telegraph messenger boy at the door. “Why, what's this?" he exclaimed when he had glanced at the message from Aunt Anna: “Why dida't you come? Is any one ill: I aw terribly anxious.” “Blanche,” said father, calling me out in the hall, “do you know any- thing about this?" “L suppose she expected us out at the farm today,” I replied. “Why should she expect ws?” ine quired father. “Well, she wrote me asking us all eut for New Year's. She said she'd expect us if she didn't hear to the eontrary. Of course I knew that none of us would care to go and in the excitiment of getting up this party that you wanted me to have I forgot ————— ADELINE'S GREAT FAITH By SUSANNE PALMER. P When Adeline was nine the Puffles began wondering among themselves whether she still believed in Santa Claus. Adeline had writterr her usual letter to Santa and stuffed it up the chimney as usual and it had to be extracted with the accompaniment of much soot and emotion by her father. “Thunderation!” Puffié liad said, try- ing to brush the soot from his face and smearing it on the collar, “This 1s the end of such foolishness! What an awfal reach that child has! That letter was almost up on the chimney coping. She can't believe in:such fook ishness—" “The idea!” sald Mrs, Puffle, indig: nantly. “I think it is perfectly sweet that Adeline still believes in Santa Claus! What is a little soot on your collar compared with nurturing the imaginaticn of your child! You haven't any heart, Henry Puffle! I'm pos- itively ashamed of you?” “Well, it's me the soot is on, you'll notice!” said Puffle grimly and un- grammatically. “That mokes some dif- ference! Oh, well, if the kid thinks $anta Claus exists we might as well let her keep on thinking. She'll outgrow it fast enough! They labeled mearly all Adeline's gifts “From Santa Claus” and she re- ceived thiem with the same wide eyed wonder which hzd attended her Christ: mases from babyhood. “] got this from Santa,” the Puffles heard her telling the little girl next door as che exhibited her new doll. “There!” said Mrs. Puflle accusing: ly. *“Arnd you would have blighted that innocent faith! It is perfectly beautiful!” It. was the same when Adelize was ten. She babbled merrily about what she wanted Santa Claus to bring her. Nesting her limpid eyes uvony her wondering pareat, she would bezeech- ingly ask Puflle whether he thought it she wiote a very careful ncts to Santa, he would do such a wonderful thing as bring her a gold Liracelet. “If wrefully, daddy 7" she like tenes. melting at the child, he told Ade 1 t Santa would ba unable to resist ner appeal. *QOnly,” Puille added, with memories of the year previous, “it !» not neces- gary, dearie, to chuck youn letter quite go high up the caimney!” “Why, daddy!” Adeline protested in round eyed amazement. “It is so mueh easler for him to get it it it is highup! He has to reach: ciear dcwn the chim- ney, you know!" “To be sure,” Puflle stammered: “I don't see,” le afterward remark: ed to his wife, “why uhe hasn't dis- covered that Santa Claus is a fake. Some of the otlier childten must know. The little imps are only too glad to give it away when they are disillusion~ ed. They muwt have told her!” “You don't understand, Adeltne!™ protested Mrs. Pufile. “You don't real ize at all whatia sweetj trusting nature that child has! It wouli never enter her head to suspect! I just want to cry when I'tiink how teerible she will feel when sho does find eut. I Hope it will be a long, long Hme yet!” “Well, I' den’t see how it cam be, 80 long as shc has ees 2nd ears and some braing,” grow!ad Puflle, Puflle was sm.tem dumid with amazemont when st 11 Adcline, as holiday time appoached, Degan to chirp in her sweet, childish way what Santa was going to bring her. “He brought my. hracelet last year,” she said to her perents. ‘'Dom’t you, think he'll bring. me a little silver watch this time? knew low I wantsd it Saita has nevs. er disappointed me, neveri" “Henry,” sald Drs. Puifie a little later, wiping hor eyes, “we must get Adellne that watch! 1 wouldn't dis- appaint her faii® for woids!” “She’s too ysumg for a watch,” ob~ jeotar Puffle fiebly. “But think of her trust!™ re- proached Mrs. Puffle. “It {s beauth fult™ It was the day after- Christmas. that the Duffles, having raised a window to eool off the house, heard cutdours, just dengatix the wiadow, a conversa- tion between Adelize and the Mttle gird next deor. “Do you believe in Santa, Claus?” asged the little gigl. Adeline laugheds a superdor and amused lsugh. “Santa Claus?"” she re- peated. “Goodnces me, nol' 1 knew there vasn't any such thing when I repouted in her 1 And Pulile’s h was seven, but i've had. to keep it ““3 s0's not to disappoint ded and moth. er. They have such a good time think Ing L believe fu 3arta (laus. And, say"—Adeling's veice became triume phant—“do you knaw something? I get twice 38 many presents—they ha7e to give me some from Santa Claus besides those they give me tlemselves!” “Tee-hee!” gigeled the little nelgh- bor girl appreciately. “There!” growled Puffle to his GllFADDEfiGGWFBH By AMELIA GOWANL P Olifadden’ was hasteaing down the street toward the dock where he was fave thie'law onTyouss"" “You've Killed' one!™ crieq [ den, boiding the corpse-up by thy,, wA pertectly good, inmocent litt)g fish! They're imported, I'd hay, know, and’ that' flsh’l} cost You § cents!’” Whiat right have you to 1o fere with my iwuggage? Ity tentiary offevwe—" 3 “Aw, go'seak: your head!” to take his boat to cross ttie lake When | o 0" poe “ay, “And’ you whis 0 he caught the glint of red: gold in & \hat 50 cents; will'yout” sty | shop window. “Say!” hte muttered to himself aw bhe paused and watched & numberof goid- He' crawled’ under his covery fow ramblings of wrath continyy emerge. The boat was: beginnigg fish darting to and fro in the-clear W& | .y “ypevenly and' Gilfadden ) ter. “That’s just the thing: for the porch at the cottage! Nice aquarl\;m smong the fern boxes—why didn't 1 think of it before?” . ' Gilfadden tramped into the’ store arid when he emerged he was tenderly for bed, with'one' eye o goldfish bowl. It got rougher 5y each pitch water' splashed oyt g, the bowl Sitting on tho edg ¢ Mis Derth, Gilfadden took the boy | s arms- and cuddled it. By gy, encircling with one arm & globular | o roit he managed:to keep mp | parcel. It was s large glass globe'cOn" | ypg water inside the bowl. Op taining eight goldfish. The yOung:per | g white there would be a particy| son who had waited on him had 12188 | yioious roff and he would recelyy i and melting eyes and her gaze had’s0 | ooy of the Hquid against his g ! pewildered Gilfadden that he accepted When this happened and he still | He would it hej §~ I what shie gave him with no question. ! She had murmured something about’ | our best people never carrying a bort | of goldfish with a wooden handle, €0° | he had meekly taken his slippery bu» ! ders under his arm. Everybody bumped into that extend- od elbow and whenever there came a: ' pump there was a splash and some of the water in the Jowl jumped out. The ‘young person had explained that ! { the top of the bowl must remain un- | covered to give the fish air. When Giltadden reached the dock so much water had splashed out that he hast- ened to the water cooier to replenish the supply. “Hey!” called an elderly man with whiskers. “Youll kill ’em! Don’t you know that's ice water, an’ ice water | {sn’t what goldfish like? Dip It up | from the river!” | With the assistanco of the elderly philanthrapist with whiskers, Gilfad- | den tied a string to a tincan and low- iored it into the river. His hat blew { off while- he was doing this and ke { paid a boy =z quawt | with a pole. Grimly he watered the | { goldfish and again bom led tha boat | The, attendant at thu foot the | atairs leading to the upper decs 22 : suspici at Gilfadden’s { “Anything oy des { “Can't take it to the staterc “No.” ihbed Gilfadde ! aquariuta I'ma carryin | hig conucience he told himself that { fish die unexpectedly sometimes’ and | for all 7e kaew his mizht be dead as door n=ile by this time: Reacling his statersom, Gilfadden set down the bowl carafully and then, removing his hat, he mopped liis: brow and aid “Whew!” He 4ad not imagired that carrying a Yowl tull | of water would have been: such & strain on his muscles: Then he went out omdeck. When he came in he waa greeted by a large and angry man: who had the upper berth, “Wha'd yul meun,” begaw the large: man fereely as he cinck his head over- the edge ol his bed, “by endangering a mespectable man’s iife wilh wild ani- mals? I stepped into that. eonfounded | bowl and mizht have cut myself and. bled to Qeath—" “Did you kill my fish?™ fadden, rushing to his pets “T hope so0!” snapped o aliv aive? “Ouch!™ the large man protestcq .4 threatenad to call the stewarq , have Gilfadden put out as crazy, All that wretched n’ght Gilfi clasped the bewl of goldfish t, bosom exeept when ke periogiw refilted it. When dawn cams gazed at his swimming bed, ¢ decided that he might just g v have turned the goldfish out oy il blankets and let them paddle by around while he teok a nap, Red eyed, disheveled and mi @Gilfadden disembarked ard he his lunch, He: slung in hin and as he balanced himscly a ped in the involumtary cont-ac:; gis arm smashed the golifish aready cracksd from the adv with the large man’s feet. Gil slamped: down upon a seat and tearing off the paper wrappi mad. The water trickled all g his neat gray trousers, “Save ’em!” he begged, we tha staring launchman. “Get son ter?” Cnthe opened paper reven goldfish Aopped hal and expired. “Gee!” sald the launchman, s staring, “1s that some new bat?” Hlfaddm was: too angry to g awns kind. Objected to Chastisomer A young man named Dut Ing an action against his . i at Marseilles, France, beciie § boxed his ears for being lale tot Yer to the theater. Friendshlp In Adverslty. Priendship, of itself a holy U made mare sacred by adversity = den, What's @ Friend? Apropos of gratitude, a promip politiclan gave the other day a¥ amusing definition of a f: friend,” he said, “is a man v your part against all your ie roared (;n.: sticks to you through all yo | sities, lends you his Inst o large man, | out security—and then, when i “Niee thing to step on with your bare | Smiles on you at last, is o foat—a cold, sqiirmy fish! I could take a back seat and keep out 5 I way.” WE ARE, 5 ¥ 4 } -] | i : iE ? 13 ; p 4 v | 2 mark our goods, |% gcods eell themselves. RE PROU | THE FACT THAT WE HAVZ - THE BEST HARD WARE THE BEST > HARDWAKE A o O w7 We use the chisel to shave down our prices when we & We do not bore those who come in to look; we do not have ¥ |§ because we only need to show our goods to those who kucw. 0¥ | When you need hardware, coms look at ours—youll fud |§ “best you ever saw.” ™S o Here at this drug store, JIf the doctor says ' you need a certain’instrument or appliance come . right tothis store—we have it. tion you're the most rattle brained ! | stricken wife. “I guess if there's any g persen I ever knew., Now sit down ! chimney sweep'ng done in this house and write a telegram apologizing for | ‘;:i.lh;{-l“ ‘gllcla:’: g:;'{; :;':;“l:_ _— |g b Puzzling. ‘ “Are you cc:ctain that was country 3 usage you sold me yester " [ Illt ‘v.\ a? very cm-! asked the old fogy. . 50 3 i " N . owever, none ofl “Yes, elr,” replied the butche: | ' b IVes ever appears to care | “Genuine country sausage, slir. Wh; 3 u do you ask?” i . “My wifa found a street car tran ] 8- | The weather man Is frequently re- fer In 1t said the old fogy, “and 1 minded that the unexpected happens. I was woudering bow it got there Plumbing and tinning a specialty. your inexcusable negligenee.” Tinning and PlumbingaSpeci-&i—U I was really shocked that father should start the new year by speaking | e s e so harshly to me. All my guests no | doubt wondered what family calamity | ga had overtaken us. harrassing for me. . || Red Cross Fharmacy % what awkward position I am placed in Paos ses i' A0 100 POMPAFFEDIIEOFION OBUPOFE POFIIOSHIOI 0204 Subscribe for THETELEGH i, s by their thoughtlessness, Phone 89 Quick Delivery | % i to writa her.” : “Forgot!™ exclaimed father in a very { i unkind way. “Blanche, without excep- g e R N e