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Try it Write ®: Ladies’ Advisory Dept, R tor Special Instructions, asd S4-page book, ' @EJECTED LOVER KILLS SELF @irl Standing at Window After His Departure, When Victim Fires Bullet in Brain, Chicago.—His proposal of marriage wejected by Miss Mabel Snow, 18 years eld, 5631 Normal avenue, Millard G. Wletcher, twenty-four years old, 227 East Thirtieth street, fired a shot into Ms right temple 100 feet from her Bome. He died in the German Dea- soness hospital. He wag a salesman or a downtown department store. Miss Snow, who heard the shot, was the first to reach the side of the mnconscious man. She admitted, ac- sording to the police of the Engle- Wwood station, that Fletcher proposed marriage last night and that she had rejected him. The police believe that Fletcher an- | Mcipated his rejection and planned to eommit suicide. eompany with Miss Snow, he visited m department store and, leaving her | en the first floor, went to the hard- 'ware department and purchased the wevolver. Miss Snow was unaware of the purchase. While at Miss Snow’s home he wrote two letters, one to his mother I Jacksonville, Fla., and the other to Miss Snow's father. _The latter told The day before, In; Chattaseoga, Medicine Co., Chat‘ancoga, Tean, chwufll-n. sestires, )88 Mr. Snow of his affection for the daughter, J “Mr. Fletcher proposed marriage to Mabel, my daughter,” said Mrs. Snow. l “She simply told him she did not love him well enough to marry him. He made no threats against himself eith- known Mr. Fletcher about a year. He went away apparently agitated but gave no intimation of his intention to kill himself. “There was nothing in the note he left to Mr. Snow except the state- ment that he was sorry to cause trouble, but that he couldn't without Mabel.” Yalue, A pint of courage is worth more than a barrel of fool-hardiness. UPHOLSTEQING ARD MATTRESS MAKING. |Ola Mattresses made over; cushiem of all kind.made to order. Drep w: s postal card. Arthur A Douglas 415 8. Ohio Btreet. P If you will “tackle” our fishing tackles yoar balt. Our lines are new and fresh and strong; our reels are not rusty. Whenever the thought of hardware eaters your mind, allo let in the thought that our store is the place to buy relmble hardware. Tinning and Plumbinga Specialty The Model Hardware Co. TEOADITITIINSTIUITIIIIINETS SEOFFIIIIITIENIIIPIIOI 0SS STUGLOLONOTITITSTHOELOIDIDC Ll s ieg 8 sel L iel el LiaR L ans L il 1 m-bmwmmm HIGHEST GRADE o tackle you'll land any fish that IF YOU ARE THINKING OF BUILDING. SEE MARSHALL & SANDERS The Old Reliable Contractors Who have heen building houses in Lakeland for. years, rand 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 DODSSHISITINININETINS e OO0 TEATEN BY DOGRSH Fate of Maine Fisherman Who Fell Overboard From Dory. Taking Plunge—Right to Exten minate Enemy of Man and Fishes of the Atlantic. Rockland, Me.—"And he said: ‘My' SHE WAS NOT BLIND By GRACE K. BOSTWICK. Because he had loved her a long time, he hesitated about telling her. | i With the direct divination of a wom- \ He had been trailing all about thel subject for several moments, waltlngJ the necessary courage. matter in hand calmly. | “Why don’t you tell me, Day?” she | er last night or at any time. She had ' live | i God, Frank, shoot me quick, shoot me quick, the dogs are eatin’ me alive.’ “I hauled up my gun an’ pulled back th' hammers, but I couldn't do it though I warn’t more 'n ten feet from him, and could have blown his whole head off. I don't b'l've the Lord would hev called thet murder either. *“I gasped for air, 'n dropped my gun on th’ seat, 'n’ then I looked at Charlie again 'n’ it was all over. Jest a dark red in th’ water 'n’ a hundred ugly snouts, 'n’ shinin’ rows of teeth jest gleamin’ 'n’ snappin’ thar in th’ gray of that October afternoon.” It was Frank Oleson, a fisherman of Rockland, Me, who spoke. He was telling a little group of oilskin clad fishermen about a tragedy of 1885 when he and Charlie Freeman sailed out of Tenants Harbor, Me., one Oc- tober morning. Oleson brought the lit- tle sloop Alpine back the next morn- ing alone. Freeman had fallen over- board in the midst of a school of dog- fish, which had eaten him alive be- fore the eyes of his helpless compan- panion, They were bound for the fishing grounds of Martinicus island. Freeman had taken along a shotgun. When five miles from Criehaven a bunch of coots, flying low, came skimming { three or four dropped. The Alpine was brought up into the wind, and with her mainsail and jib flapping the gunner jump>d into the dory and started to pick up his game, There was a shout, a splash, and Freeman was struggling in the water. In reaching over the side of the dory tha choppy sea. In a moment the hun- gry, sharkish dogs were after him. The opening paragraph tells all there is to tell. Many stories are related to show the ferocity of the dogfish. It was not more than a dozen years ago that two New York yachtsmen were lolling i along in a sloop yacht in Penobscot bay one July afternoon. One of the | yachtsman, a physician named Bow- ker, decided to take a plunge. He | stripped and dived oft the bow of the sloop, intending to pull himself into the tender trailing behind as it passed him. before he let out a yell. rowboat when his companion reach- ‘ed him and hauled him in: Three ugly wounds showed in his legs where the voracious dogfish had bitten out cliunks. He was taken into Rockland | where a physician treated him for wnl weeks before he was out of ‘denser, That the extermination or at least | the thinning out of the dogfish is prac ticable has been demonstrated. Thirty- five years ago the old Gloucester schooner Water Lily, according to Fred Lewis of Portland, who was a member of the cre'v, sailed from the Massachusetts port in command of Capt. George E. Robinson on an ex- perimental trip. The Water Lily proceeded to Kettle Bottem, about 15 miles oft Orr's Island. On the first day the high line dory from 8 &, m. to 3 p. m. had caught 1,300 dogfish. From the total dogfish catch on the first day 285 buckets of livers were cut. Livers then brought $1 a bucket, as they were converted into oil. Cheaper and better commers clal oils today have practically ended their usefulness for this purpose. | S AR | MAYOR HOLDS UP A WEDDING New Jersey Man's Nerve Fails at Crucial Moment in His First Ceremony. Union Hill, N. J—“I'll be hanged Il 1, as mayor of North Bergen, will marry my brother-in-law!” shouted Mayor Adolph Asmus, as he flung own his ritual in front of the bridal party at his home on the boulevard ‘at North Bergen. About 150 guests from New York | and various parts of Jersey were gath- | ered to see the mayor perform his| first wedding ceremony by uniting; Miss Mabelle Nafe of Brooklyn and Alexander Moore of North Bergen. The mayor, in spite of the pleadings of his young wife and the solicitations of the guests, refused to act as min- ister. Excitement reigned as the bride im- plored the mayor to go on with the ceremony. He was obstinate, and after an hour's walting Judge J. L. Mednia of the recorder’s court of North Bergen was summoned, and he tied the knot. The bride and groom are now on their way to Bermuda. “Never again,” said the mayor. *1 promised to marry the couple te please my wife, but at the last min ute my nerve failed me.” Premonition Saved His Life, Schuylkill Haven, Pa.—~John Devon, a carpenter employed at the car shops had a narrow escape from death while at work. He was under a car sup- ported by stilts when he had a pre- monition that the car was going to fall. He worked a while longer and finally crawled out, unable to over come the feeling of fear. A moment later the stilis gave way and the car fell along. Freeman fired into them, and | | 1 l | 1 { he had lost his balance and fallen into | He had scarcely hit the water | He just ! managed to catch the gunwale of the | ! not be less, could we?” asked quietly. He started and looked | at her uncomfortably. She smiled. | “Is it sure, this time?" her voice | was low and even. There was not the slightest suggestion of a scene in the atmosphere. He pulled himself to- gether with a jgrk. “Meg,” he said softly, “you’re a wonder! How did you know?”. “How could I help knowing?” she asked. “I am not blind.” “But I thought—I have been just the same,” he insisted. “Your heart was not in it, that was all,” she replied sadly. “She is not like you,” he sald hesl- tatingly in response to her questions. “She is little and pretty and needs| someone to care for her.” Margaret started. Had it gone so far already? “I was not attracted toward her at all at first,” he explained, “but she seemed 80 helpless and I got in the way of doing little things for her. She has the sweetest smile and she is— 0, hang it all, Meg! don’t make a fel- low tell you such fool things!" he blurted out uneasily. “You need tell me nothing unless you like, boy.” She used the little name unconsciously. “You know you are not bound to me in the slightest way. When are you to be married?” He flushed hotly. “She {8 very lonely and she is only waiting until I can see my way clear to—" “Then you were waiting my con sent?” Her tone was cold. “By all means, let it be at once. Delay no longer.” He looked at her compassionately. “I knew it was going to be hard on She Stood Erect. you,” he said remorsefully. “I am a brute, Meg. I hated to tell you worse than—" “You are very considerate,” it was not quite a sneer, though he winced at the tone. “You will be—we must always be the best of friends, Meg,” he half questioned. She smiled bitterly. “Friends? Why, of course; we could “And you will come to see her and visit us and be quite the same?” There was a note of anxiety in the man's voice that touched her. “I can't promise,” she said quietly, “for I am. going away. I had meant to tell you before, but I, too, hated to hurt you.” The sarcasm was lost on him. “We have been such chums—such | comrades!” his voice broke a trifle. “It is hard to say good-bye.” “Yes, it is hard,” she assented a long pause. “May I kiss you once more?” he! asked haltingly. She looked at him long and searchingly. l “0, you men, you men!” she ex- claimed with sudden passion, as she looked deep into his eyes with bitter- [ ness of soul. “You take all we have | to give—all—and still—" there was a | i 8ob in her throat—"it's a little game | Ito you,” her voice was steady once more. “A little game that you play | | to the end—and the end is whenever | | the fancy dies—that is all!"” He start- ed miserably to explain, “No, you may not! Do you think I would bave the caresses that belong to another? I am not that sort. You are free to go to her—it is all right! I can say no more. O, go, go, for mercy's sake, go!” She stood, drawn to her full height, superb, queenly in her womanly dignity. He hesitated yet for a moment, looking helplessly into her face that had lived in hlll consciousness for three short—yes and happy years—then he turned si lently and left the room, closing the door behind him. (Copyright by Daily Story Pub. Co.) gravely, but without spirit. There wn' Doesn’t Have To. She—Well, anyway, Kate isn't one of those women who carry gossip | around. He—No, she has a telephone in her house.~Boston Transerpit, In Doubt. “Is your daughter musical?” “Well,” replied Mr. Cumrox, “she seems so in conversation, but when she sings opinions differ.”—~Washing- ton Evening Star. i | | ! c _Physician Had Narrow Escape While | 55 intuition, she surmised the truth. § She took the | ; This is the most complete hardware “store in this community. We supply the needs and requirements of everybody. And we are determined that every cus- tomer who enters our store shall be com- pletely satisfied or we refund their money. The best thing about us however, is our prices. We buy in car load lots--take the smallest possible profit on each article we sell== and depend on our volume of sales for what proft we make, We invite you to call and inspect our stock and prices. The Jackson no Wilson Co. An Endless Variety Of the Best Brands HAM S--With that rich, spicy flavor BACON--That streak of lean and streak of fatkind SAUSAGES--Most any kind to your liking. Potted Meats Canned Meats Pickled Meats A different kind for every day in the month Best Butter, per pound 40 Sugar, 17 pounds . .. 100 Cottolene, 10 pound pails......................... . 123 Cottolene, 4-pound pails. . .50 Snowdrift, 10-pound pails. . ... 118 3 cans family size Cream 6 cans baby size Cream............ 1-2 barrel best Flour .......... 12 pounds best Flour. Octagon Soap, 6 for ..... uround Coffee, per pound ... . 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