Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, June 23, 1913, Page 6

4 4 1 i i ! R . THE EVENING TELZGRAM, LAK ELAND, FLa., JUND 33, 1938, Fishing Tackle Ask Us About Our Full Line of Benford Kodak Fiims BIS MISSING FORTUNE {ts Hiding Place Brought to Light ? Through a Kind Act. ——— [ BY FLORENCE L. HENDERSON. Because John Davis was hungry and had to work, and because a big wind storm¢had blown down some barns and fences and nearly half the trees in @Glenville, thereby offering that individ ual an opportunity to labor, sunshine came suddenly into the life of pretty, patient Ethel Moore. 8he needed it, poor girl, and more than deserved it, if ever a loving, help- ful daughter and a true and earnest @weetheart did. Ever since her mother Rad died Ethel had led a hard, slave Uke existence. They had not always Jived at Glenville. It was the lure of ahange and a fortune that had induced 'Willlam Moore, her father, to abandon w fairly prosperous store business in a <ity fifty miles distant, to fill out, as he anticipated, the glowing dream of his Mfe. He had always longed for a farm, And when he was wired urgently to the bedside of his dying brother, Rob- ert, he felt certain that at last the cov- oted acme of his ambition was in sight. Robert Moore, reputed a rich man, @led before his brother reached him. e his will he left William everything. When “everything” was materialised Mato coherency, to the surprise of his meighbors and the bitter disappoint- ment of the legatee, the estate com- prised only the old home, with its weather-beaten porch and boarded-up eupola, dreary and gloomy in the ex- Greme. “The place will do to live in,” mood- Bty decided William Moore, “but what Bas ever become of the stocks and bonds and money everybody knew my trother had six months before he | 1 Sporting Goods Your Summer Reading is Provided For. Exchange Library Any Book to Order Magazines Lakeland Book Store & Steitz Picture Frames SOLOOIS S0P OIS SIS S0 S0S died?™ : That was still a question unsettled two years after the Moores had taken up their abode at the great, rambling I 1'» m | I | i I I | ! | iy filin IIJ gl,’\ I .~ Drove Her tovHer Feet With a Shock. house, whose original owner had bullt it as a mansion nest for a lady who on the bridal eve had run away and mar ried another suitor: Willlam Moore’s wife died, he sold out his business an€ then lost his cash in an unwise specu lation. Then the shoe began to pimeh. He bad a small bouse in the oity which i | with sweet dreams. the door. It was when Archie Winston came l into her life that the days seemed | worth while and the nights were filled | He held a elerical | position, where any pretentious salary | income was in the future, and when | they talked of the wedding day they | referred to it as very far ahead. Ethel was loyal to the comfort and interests of her father, and Archie honored her for it and encouraged her in her course. The old man had grown sour and selfish, and would not hear of & change in their domestic relations, “I may get something yet out of my unfortunate investment,” he was wont . to say. “If I do-I'd feel more certain of things,” and then dolefully he would | finish up with the remark: “If we could only find out where all Robert's fortune went to!” It was several days after the big storm and the fallen and hanging limbs of the giant trees surrounding the Moore homestead had not been cleared away. Willlam Moore was too en- grossed over his life disappointment to think of mundane things. Ethel had dragged the light, stray branches to the rear of the lot. The larger ones Archie had promised to try and get out of the way Saturday afternoon. When John Davis came along one morning, however, saw, rope and pole in hand, Ethel Fistened to his applica- tion for work with interest and sym- pathy. “I've been sick for a long time, Miss Moore,” he declared, “and not able to take a steady job for some time ahead. About all I'm fitted' for is a Httle spad- ing or grass mowing; or something like cleaning up yards. I'll trim out that | hanging stuff up around the house for fitty cents and burn all brush.” Ethel had a little surplus savings. very limited indeed compared with the old days of affluence.. A dollar now was of vast value. She had intended to buy some lace to the-extent of just the amount her pensioner named to trim up & last year’s hat. “Very well, Mr. Davis,” she agreed after a moment or two of wavering thought. “It isn’t much to' pay,| though.” “It's a 1ot to me,” sighed Davis, thinking o' the hungry mouths at home. “You'll get a blessing for this,” he added, poking a stray tear from his eye. “I kmow that ready money isn't over plentiful with you, and that is why I appreciate the work the more.” Ethel went into the heuse with thoughts of the struggling: brood otl | the stray children of! John Davis' in:ber mimd. She remembered an old trank in: the attio filled* with odds and:ends, and: brought in a certain income, but not { wondered if'she would be likely to find: enough to cover living expemses. Ethel learned to do dressmakiag and how to trim bats in season at the vil- lage millinery store, and her:' little earnings: helped to keep the' wolf from anything ofiservice to the Davis house- hold. task, when a most uriearibly bubbub drove Ber to her feet with a shock, | There was a loud cracking crash and the plaster rained down. Then some objeet of jarring volume ap-| peared to sweep the slanting roof thun- derously. She heard & cry, & second crash, then another cry. “Oh, dear! what can have hap- | pened?” gasped Ethel breathlessfy. She ran down the stairs as fast as she could. Her first thought was of her father. She glanced into the sit- ting room. He was not there. Then, as she dashed outside, she saw him standing in the garden, waving his arms frantically. | “Yow've ruined the looks of the house!” he was storming at John\ Davis. | The latter sat on the ground staring | vacantly at a mass of wreckage near by. It was the shattered remnants of the old cupola. “It's g good thing I dodged,” be ob-| jropped in' to eall. gerved. “When I sawed that big Hmb | it just swept that old cupola off the top | of the house clean as a whistle. | Sorry, Mr. Moore, but honestly, it was | 8o battered and wobbly the house looks better without it.” I think so myselt,” remarked Ethel, immensely relieved to find no one seriously injured. “Are you hurt, Mr. Davis?” she inquired selicitously. “Oh, no—slid only a few feet with the limb,” answared Davis. “Ill get the truck out of the way right off. The cupola will make good kindling.” Mr. Moore advanced %0 where ruins of the cupoin lay. He poked the shattered boards around with his cane. Then Ethel heard him utter @ strange cry. She ran towards him as he stoop- ed over and picked:something up. It was a tin box. Her father liftsd' its eatch, threw back the cover and: | nearly fell over as a: great conviction. { i R R R DR. H. EDGAR Cg Y scezacend & Will be at Co e & Hull’s Jewelry 8tore from 1) , p. m. June 24th, If you are having troube ¥k glasses, don’t see well, have headaches ang 3 about the eyes, all such troubles can be relievy, special ground glasses, Examinations free, COLE & HULZ Jewelers and Optometrists Phone 173 | ofd cold water man, Papa McStubbins, He found his daughter ail alcne. After & while he asked: : «YWhere s Christopher?” “Well, the fact is, Chrl:!ml:er fsn't feeling very well this evening. “Is that so? What seems %0 be the matter?” “Well—er-~the fact is—er—Christo- pher is suffering from & bad attack of —of—propinquity.” ; "Proplnquity—Pmlnquity. repests ed the puzzled old gentleman. “That's a disease I never heard of. 1 guess you must be mistaken, daugh- the | ter.” “Oh, ne, father. Let me explain. Propinquity means Dearness, doesn’t LT i &8 50.” “lAn‘:eto be near 18 to be close, isa't " “Em—yos—yes.” “And when we speak of a man &8 {llumined his mind, “Quick, daughter!” he panted, “Pa- pers—and money! brother’s missing fortune at last—!" It was, at last and in full. The hid- ing place of the missing fortune had It it should be my | i being close: we mean that he is stingy, { don’t we?” “Sure.” “And when a man is stingy we cal) him tight, don't we?” “ believe so.” eome to light through' Ethel: Moore's “Well,” she concluded with a sigh, kind deed. It meant so much: to: Wil } wipat's what's the matter with Chris- Hiam Moore that he seemed to §TOW .¢opher*—London Fun. younger in an hour. He sent John Davis home feeling rich, and: he told Archie and Ethel that evening that they might arrange to: have: the old. Homestead renovated for a wedding. (Copyright, 1913, by W. G. Chapman) BROKE IT TO HIM GENTLY Not Urnatural' Conclusion. A distinguished lady from Londom ‘who is visting in New York was taken by her hosteses to & turkey-trotting sanctuary night before last. They ar- rived rather early and only one couple was on the floor. The dancers, how- ever, were turkey-trotting ia the most IF Papa MeStubbine Saw.the: Point, We: | approved fashion and the New York Should Mave Appreciated Taugh= ter's Cleverness.. hostess called: the attention of her guest to them. “That's the real turkey-trot,” she in- R was only a short'time after Luit | formed her. “Do you see anything ob- MeStubbins was married startling truth was: ferced upon her that the ! jectionable abeut 1t?” “No,” answered her English guest. Several old garments, she discow'that her young husband was.not ex ' “I can't say that I see anything ob- ered, might'be utilized. She was knesl. | actly a teetotaler. 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