Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, June 26, 1913, Page 2

| i | PARE TWO MATTE_R_[IF_ FLIGHT Girl Clerk’s Lecture Helped Man Find Himself, Then She way: “There’s no excuse for a man's half- starving. Your sister married a clerk. A clerk isn’t a man. Why doesn’t he as a man get a real man's job? Any- thing’s better than this. A man can handle a shovel or drive an engine, or ‘e tatoes. No real man,” she finished Finished the Job. with utter contempt, “would stay in e the sort of work that keeps him barely BY JOANNA SINGLE. | able to pay his board and have a few Ou the June day before his twenty- | clgarett:s in the side as a luxury! A sixth birthday Pacton put things UpP | man that can’t support at least one ':t :i'mee" straight lfxmm fl:‘* 'h°“::e"~ | human being beside himself isn’t a is age a man who can’t more than ' man!” Having finished her speech support himself should begin to think. ghe turned v.ogwalt on her flrltpecua- Bomething was wrong und he knew it. | tomer. It was early in the morning What set him with a jar on his men- | anq ratning. tal feet was nothing but the chance re-| paaton betook himself to his own mark of a slip of a girl. She 8tood | noot ang began handling the serges. ::;:r::n::: 2::02;;0‘;:;9:;;: '::‘:;:: { But all day he thought of the shovel, Be beard her say in her gentle, weary I ;z:ea,:in;};:e'%fi: ho.!dg::):: d.d:mo woice to the flippant-looking girl who | s S The next day he came along to "?"(’)d";z:; ‘-: :“:‘" Gk haha ke Miss Ruth Filmore's counter on some et e e e e e pretext, hoping she would remember R 5 bl &L A s WA e that they had met—as he knew they :lm L B et M N had, some monthe before. He recalled home Iml:l bow to l:' and cook. o allune:l ’!' s:: marely‘:p:h ple:: Do you euppose | don't know that? At g "ul.:ea o‘:.n sh: ::: o n:;ee't'for .l:.nt [ never lie to myself. 1 huh;: Aim, he thought. e, 50 | have to do this—and w| 1 do it T unfit myself for ever having 8 '\, ird I‘,‘“ l: 12 thtlun n::‘“. b Some of my own. The kind of man I AL B YA JO SR Y St vould be sriie © (HER of WA® self, and laying almost nothing dby. In 56 e tind a4 (Eavest, 44 five years—he got out his bank bdook. :’hl'.' Tou of o Wl oMh my He had $236.76 to his credit. This Sealtd.” Pacton had 1 lin- shamed him deeply. rod to lsten. Malsle, m"”.bl prory A man can conquer a eituation, be Gave s laugh Snerhisg ind got owt of B Fred : ¢ something and get out o e ®ome MR | pucton decided that After miich 'nflhH'“,‘ fan” sald Ruth Fil | thought he saw that he would never e first girl. “You know it lsn't it's | do anything worth while in depart- Hke a fov ol ol ov x | ment store work—he merely got a &g then :'h._""w“ Xind of cheap i small raise each year. He didn't real- smussment. Brerything 'we ‘ave 10 | ly love his work. There lay the trou- CoaAteteit. trog (e rosme 8% i) l ble. He was in the wrong work. And Some to the things we call amuse- —rne lI:nd nothing to work for. He was . | selfish, -:n:mg:h;"::_':;: ::O”:‘; :‘n:'lt": On that June day before he was Wéa kncw 1" twenty-six he rushed out of the store Finding himself unnoticed Pacton | at closing time, ate something at the turned where he could better watch | fitstiiiace heipubeed, IANQISIRIAA 00t this girl. He had not thought much for a long walk. He walked to the @UBut hor Matore. She iwas: small edge of the small midwestern eity; straight, with grave, deep blue eye'ghe walked out farther, past the little &hid smé&oth dark h;lr She looked %8 of cottages, all alike with a patch good. Again Malste la;xghed | of ground about each, and on out “Y.ou're. due to get marl:ied” she | into the real country. It was a long scoffed. “Not for n;lne! My'slaterinm“ since he had been in the real married, and she worries more about | co:ntry. money than when she clerked. And' DO LB EH N G (g ohe has a man and three babies to & ™Ma" frio some sont olfentensine worry for. Ha works hard, but he | down the road, and he remembered { Ruth's epeech. Something was b“f‘y makes a very poor living. And | wrong with the machine, and the man she's thin and cross. [ hate to look had hitched three horses to it, d at her. She can’t even rest Sundays, g Attt was having a bad time with them or go to a dance, or to a movie-show— > ehe can't spare the dime. Not for,shoutlng and making a great ado. mine!” Presently he spied Pacton and gave a 11 at him. Then came the speech that set Pac- | yr\“ ¢on to thinking. Ruth said in her slow i h’,ljfl;"l :::::‘,'.‘,v‘ Somejovershere “dl [ S ' Below appears the list of contestants acc I standing last night: get a plece of ground and raise po-! * Pacton went at a run. He led the horses, then he mounted the engine and helped fix something there. He got tired and hot and greasy. He | ruined his clothes, but by dark he had made a good friend—and had a i glimpse of a new life. He would noi l believed it—but the machinery iterested him, he found he had 2n ‘nstinct about horses—and he was starved almost to death. The mab i took him into his small house, intro duced him to his trim wife and four rosy children, and together they sat down to a kitchen table and ate such a meal as Pacton had not eaten since boyhood. That was Friday night. Pacton reached town late at night. and got little sleep; he hated the store with great violence all Saturday and at closing time he went to the manager and fired himself. The manager didn't seem to mind. He said “All right. What you going to do?" Pacton said he didn't know yet, took his pay envelope and said good night. Then he seized his hat and started for the door, but thought better of it and walked down the aisle to get a glimpse of Ruth. Some- how he couldn’t get rid of the thought of her. He saw her going out, trim and tired, and made a dash after her. He overtook her on the street, and she bowed pleasantly but inquiringly, and stopped short. Evidently she had no intention of letting him walk on with her, and resentment surged up within him. He stammered: “l—wanted to say goodby. 1 am leaving the store—I thought—" bdut somehow he felt that it was nethinz to her, and grew crimson to the roots of his thick, fair hair. His good brown eyes grew shy, and her sur- prised gaze rested on him. She made a little motion to leave him. “Good-by—I—am sorry you are leav- ing.” Then she flushed—for she real- ized that she was not telling the truth. He knew it, too. It made him a little rough. “Don't try to be polite,” he said. “You don‘t—care at all! 1 am only telling you because I heard what you sald about a real man finding a man's job. It set me to thinking. And after 1 thought—I fired myself. [ didn’t know what ailed me--until right now. You better let me walk with you a block or two—we mustn't stand here.” She fell into step beside him. “I won't bother you long. Well, what ails me is that I am ashamed. I'm going to get to doing ¢omething—real. But some- thing else bigger than thpt is the mat- ter. I'm—-in love with you. I found it out three minutes ago. You—despise me. But-—I love you anyhow. I am going to ask you to wait for me until September. I won’t come near you un- til then—then—" Looking down he saw her lip tremble, and her face flash. “You had—-better go away—this min- ording to their Mrs. M. Chapman .. v D8 Mrs. . A. McDonald.. .. ....240 Mrs. F. C. Blankston .. .. ..%,730 Mre. k. Vv Eatoa . Soee. 186 Mrs. S. T. Fletcher .. .. ...44,h;»t‘) S O 10 Mrs. Wm. Steitz .... ...... 2,905 Mre. B, Tucker, Jr. ......... 50 Mrs. R. E. Wilkins ......... 1,880 Mrs. Walter Bates . .. 4 Mrs. T. I. Woods .......... 1,440 Mrs. T. Waring ....ov0een 30 Mrs. R. W. Hardaker .. .... 1,065 Mrs. J. Patterson ........ IR A Mrs. W. D, McRae .......... 30 M & 4. Tead Nrs. B. 8 Knlghton ........ 80 Al L T R N PR 20 Mrs. F. Laramore .......... Mrs. L. Willlamson ......... 39 Mrs. Garwood ............ Mrs. C. C. Hendrix ......... 10 Mrs.J Jones ........... .. Mrs. H. S Melellainfe ....... 10 Mrs. B. F. Hines .. Mrs. Washborne ......... ¢ 10 See Sylvia Summers and Compan ALL THIS WEEK CHILDREN 10c THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKTLAND, FLA, JUNE 26, 1913. ' cared?” ute;” ke Faid. 1—Tan't makeé—prom- ‘ ises—please go!” She was 80 vehe- ment that he turned and left her. On the first day of September a brown, thin, serious-faced young man walked into the store near closing time and found the ribbon counter. The girl behind it looked up, and then went a little whiter than she was be- fore. Fred Pacton went up and spoke to her. “[ want to walk home with you. You —can't refuse me,” he said. Her lips moved and she smiled a little, and his heart almost stopped. Was she il1? She looked agile and pa- thetic. A half hour later the two were on the street together. He led her to & cafe, they had something to eat, and as they finished he leaned over the table. His glance claimed her, adored her. “Ruth,” he said eagerly. “I had a little money and 1 made eome pay- ments on a little place—in the coun- try. I've learned to use a shovel—and an engine, too. A fellow I got ac- quainted with has taken me in with him. We've been doing grading and all sorts of things. There's money in ft—and an outdoor life. I'm on the way to be a real man. I can take care of myselt—and you, too. Don’t you see that I can? I take to rough work Iike a duck to water. I was built for it. You helped me find myseif by your —critielsm of men such as was. Now you must finish the job. Don’t you 'Why not make THIS JULY tae month from which you can date your freedom from all the dangers and seo you must? | need you—and yoo need me. ! bave to have something to work for—f need a home—and—any- It seems as if I had bow—I love you. —always loved you.” His very quiet, so quiet that the host of eaters about them paid no attention, Ruth sat looking at him, and sud- spoke with something like anger in her volce. | denly leaned over and inconveniences of handing your funds by opening 8 CHECKING AC- COUNT with this Institution. You are certain of all the safe- voice was guards and conveniences that a strong, well-managed bank offers “You—are—crazy to think you want | ————— e me. I'm—not fit for you! and weak, and I don’t know anything about a home—but I—knew I cared— that night when I made you leave me ! you know I The man opposite gave her a look that even a waiter could not have misunderstood. He rose and took ber on the street. Didn't away with him. (Copyright, Didnt Concern Him. The tramp did away with a sand | wich handed to him by the iatest far mer wife he had favored with a call. 8he had wrapped the sandwich In a| section of newspaper, which the tramp | scanned with the eye of carelessness | eharacteristic of his kind, of nothin’ to git nutty about.” he re marked to himself, after glancing at o market report, “is the advance of | §2 a ton in the price of car wheels."— { N I'm—tired when yu become one of our deposi- tors, —— SErTr el THE STATE BAN B | OF LAKELAND FLI Emblem of Charty Leve, kindness, tolent over eharily may be, orff pounded of them all, 1 koov that I do know is that and that her emblem on aul ~4s always dra'n betwent and the eross.—Cuming The Ginger Man. Sometimes the weather puts ginger into some men. Then there 18 a kind of man that all the time puts ginger into everybody around him. Nobody in this old world is more useful to it than the chap who gives his fellow men shots of ginger in all kinds of weather. “My ldea T Auditorium Stands For QUALIT SEE HOW YOUR FAVORITE IS RUNNING IN THE CONTEST Three Reels Good Pictures n a Repertoire of One Act Comedie Miss Summers is a Lakeland Favorite, and Big Crowds Wijj| Greet Her Program For Tonight: SYLVIA SUMMERS -=f)-= “The Country Girl” ADULTS 20