Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, May 29, 1913, Page 7

[ e s RO ——— THE EVENING TELEGURAM, CAKELAND, FLA.,, MAY 29, 1913. S —— Hunt For "HUNTS" No Lie on the Cgp No Lye in the Cap Peaches Apricots Hawaiian Pure Food Pi Pears Cherries ne Apple Store W.P,Pillans & Co. PHONE 93 fiS OWN ATTITUDE g.2ath of Spring, Girls, and Fra- grance of Flowers Wrought Wonders as Usual. By A. MARIA CRAWFORD, *Marjory Patten is the sort of girl © warm the very cockles of your Qsused heart. She is an airy, fairy ¢ir), the kind to ensnare an old fellow llke you, Jim. You smack of strange linds beyond the seas and since wo- men adore adventurous spirits, your slection will be returned. There you are with pretty romance ready made for you!" The desert-browned face of the man relaxed a little and his lips parted in a slow snile. “It's a funny thing to me bow you drowning men want to pull us down with you.” I'wouldn't be single again for any- thing you could name,” exclaimed Sul- lius Stuart heatedly. “I am absolute- Iy bappy. Kate is the finest woman fo the world.” “Well, I am glad to hear that. For the life of me, I can't place her. She must have been & child when I left bere the last time. They do grow up in such a hurry.” “She has taken a tremendous inter €st in getting up the dinner for you tonight. Her decorations, lces, in fact everything represents the desert lands of Africa where you have been keeping yourself for years.” “Sounds like a dry dinner,” laughed Jim Heiskell “Nothing drier than the champagne €xcept sunlight,” Stuart flashed back at him. “You can trust Kate to find an oasis in any desert.” Iwrlukled the corners of his worldly wise gray eyes. “I wish that I had !falth in women as you have, Sullins, ,lt. means everything to a man's hap- | piness. “Your own attitude has something jto do with it. I remember that you i distrusted girls back in our college days." “Not loved a without reason perhaps. I girl then who, in schoolboy I language went back on me.” ! Stuart laughed until men in the club | rooms where tuey sat smiled to hear | him, “Faney you, an old globe trotter, who has had his fling everywhere, hav- ing his heart broken at school! That's | too good to keep. Talking of the past reminds me that Kate was able 1o get an acceptance to dinner tonight from Anne Temylceton. She is a very “Good!” A whimsical little smile | ! famous woman.” “Anne Templeton?” | “Yes, surely you remember her. | Her father was professor of English. {She used to draw pictures of every- body on the campus. They were great j too. Well, now she is the most dis- tinguished portrait painter in this country.” “I remember her. She drew a pic- ture of me sitting on a bench by our ! frat house with my arm around a girl and presented it, framed, to me.” “Could you recognize the girl in the picture?” “Instantly! So Anne Templeton has never married!” e The breath of spring, sweet with the fragrance of flowers on the street outside, blew in at the open window. Golden jonquils in bowls about the rooms made a brave show of color in the fading light. “We had better be going soon. Kate wants you early so that she can find out for herself if you are as attractive as some of us have told her. Marjory Patten is visiting her and I think she hopes to give the girl a try at you before the other guests arrive. Who was the girl of your youthful love affair? I'll wager she is married, fat and has three children.” “I refuse to tell. She must never know that she shattered my faith in women. It might make her happy.” As the two men stepped into Staurt's home an hour later, their at- tention was instantly drawn to a girl who was coming down the stajrs. Fair and slender in her soft white gown with valley lilies clustered on her breast, she seemed the very em: bodiment of the elusive something men call youth. For some it endures only a little while but for the elect, it lingers in the heart when age comes on, making music out of discord and roses out of life's rue. The charm of youth, long dormant in the traveler's breast, stirred at sight of the picture i on the stairs like the tiny plants in the earth flutter Into blossom at the kiss of the south wind and the blue bird’s love call in the early spring. “Come, Marjory, and meet a dis- tinguished cynic! Miss Marjory Pat- ten, Mr. James Heiskell, late of the unromantic country of the Nile!* ! “"Kate was late in getting home from an auction bridge game this af- ternoon and isn't ready yet to mono i polize you as she threatened,” said Marjory when greetings had been in- terchanged. | and your voice has the sound of happy focd fish with a piseatorial brain- "l wonder,” said Jim Heiskell | birds singing in budding trees. Can Sstorm snatches bait like an insane thoughtfully when Stuart had left | springtimc come to winter?” he asked, human might grab a red hot stove. them together in a cozy little cen, "I | touching the hair that was turning | This neutral water is the part of Wouder it 1 would appear very ungal- | gray on his temples. i the river where its flow encounters | lant if 1 said that 1 am glad Mrs.| “She hides in his heart,” said Mar- ' the saline impregnation of the salt Stuart's bridge game was so interest- | jory softly. | water of the bay or ocean into which ing that she couldn't leave it any | At tn: dinner table the distin- | It finally emptics. With the ebb and sooner than she did?" “That would be a debatable sub- ject.” I “Then let's avold ft!” dthing dishonorable to hurt me and | ‘Ithmu':t be wonderfut to kr{ax'il_fitne | world as well as you do, Mr. Heiskell. | drew of you and the ftle Mayfleld I. tco, have heard the voice of the , 8irl sitting on a bench near your v srlust.” | frat house?"” Wanderlust. ; “And why have “Yes,” he answered quietly, “I re- | lowed?"” member.” “Father needed me at home. It was | "l have always wanted to apologize my pleasure to stay with him because | for taat. It was & mean thing to do. | you never fol- a woman is never happy when she ia | I never saw you put your arm around sacrificing something apparently desir- | any girl but I was suspicious and jeal- able for the sake of loved ones.” ous I suppose. I dare say you didn't “l am glad to know theve is one care. Boys never take things like ! unselfish woman in the world.” that seriously.” “There are many of them.” “I understand,” he sald and thought “Almost I am persuaded to be-; of the long, empty years embittered by lieve.” loss of faith in his girlish ideal. “Why have you no faith in us?” “Do you expect to go journeying “That {s not a fair question since I | again soon?”’ asked his hostess. ! have just met you. I thought that I “No,” he returned promptly, “I am | was in love when I was a college boy. | going to stay at home. Your spring The girl was pretty, charming and | time here is so wonderful, 1 mean to clever. You know how a boy idealizes | woo her with a lover's ardor,” he said the urst girl! Well, she did some- ‘enlgmaucally and nobody understood but Marjory who smiled at him over | made unjustly critical of all women |a miniature jungle where wild beasts since that time. It isn't fair perhaps | lurked in search of prey. but my disillusionment in her case | (Copyright, 1913, by the McClure News- | I PanE TEVER to the bay leading Into the salt ses There is a midway between the salt and fresh water points, however, that very seldom shifts. Around this mié way shad and blue and other salt water fish, if they visit at all, will hover on the ocean side. On the fresh water fringe will loiter such| fish as finhabit currents that are de| void of the saline ingredients. the fisherman happens to cast in this neutral zone he is not likely to get either one kind or the .othes. HUNTS DOG GIVEN BY RIVAL “Bllly” Hitt, Once Fiancee of Mise Katherine Elkins, Aids Her In Quest for Animal. Washington.—Duc, the prize dull dog, said to have been presented te Miss Katherine Elkins by the Due d’Abdbruzzi, and named for the royad tallan, 18 missing, and Miss Elkins i colored my glasses for all things femi- nine. I have been lonely because I was afraid to trust again.” “Surely, somewhere the healing wa- ters of faith flow for you.” “I am beginning to hope,” he said daringly, “that 1 have found such a pool of water, clear and sparkling un- der palm trces’ slender fronds and though I may drink deeply of its pure waters, yet | shall always thirst for more.” “Then perhaps,” sald Marjory inno- cently, her ringless hands arranging and re-arranging the lilies on her breast. “you have had your faith awak- ened. I' would be a splendid thing for & woman to know that she was able to lead you back to the heights.” “It would be more splendid for me for no man can be happy without faith. But how about the woman? Would she believe that after years of exile in foreign countries, 1 could come back unspotted by the world? Would I be worth her saving grace?” She looked into the clear gray eyes of the man before her. “1 know you are worth any woman's effort to try and make you happy,” she said. An illuminating light as of some powerful torch within made his eyes bright and his face as the face of a boy. “You represent youth and the hap- paper Syndicate.) "fnconsolable. Duc wandered away a8 Romance on A. A country lane, A pretty maid, A ragged thief, A cry for aid, A n athlete bold, A lert and strong A chase exciting, fast and long, A river rushing swiftly by, A plungs! A nother! A rescue; safe on land, A policeman takes the case in hand, A magistrate, A sentence given, A sweet girl's thanks— A glimpse of heaven, A dream of love, A little ring, A clergyman, A choir to sing. A honeymoon. A few years after, A home of love, A nd childish laughter. —Exchange. Neutral Water. According to old fishermen there {8 what might be called neutral ground. or rather neutral water, in rivers, Miss Katherine Elkine. piness of springtime to me. Your cyes are risty with youth's dear | dreams ,there are flowers all about you where there is no use of trying to make a catch—unless it be that some guished portrait painter whom Hefs- | the flow of the tide the salt water of kell had taken in turned to him with | the bay runs up into the rver for a question, | miles, and on the reverse the fresh “Do you remember the plcture I : Water descends several miles again A feaful cry!!! l A dog, the horse show the other day. “Billy” Hitt has joined the search for his rival's gift. l The 400 is wagering 10 to 1 that i “Billy” finds the dog, the price of his { services will be to change its name from Duc to Sweet Willlam. One of the horses in which Miss Eb kins and Mr. Iitt are jointly entere@ {s named Sweet Willlam, and Billy Hitt's stock has jumped in the Wash» ington matrimonial market sinoce the discovery. 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