Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, July 17, 1913, Page 2

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O * FHEPEDEIEIETDEPIEP ) S Some Loss. *Did you lose much in that bank Bflure, Jim?” asked Hawkins. *1 ghould say I did,” sald Slabsides. *“1 $ad an overdraft of a hundred and sixty dollars in that bank, and geel pow I had to hustle to make good! "= MBarper's Weel!” Questlon of Economy, He—"We must economize. Suppose, @arliug, that you try your hand at puaking your own clothes?” She— ®0h, George, dear, I could never do $hat Suppose I begin by trylag to :.b sours?™ _ - he was not quite right in his mind The stage villain smile was not reas- suring, but she decided not to show any misgivings. | “Doubtless you have a plan for get-| ting me back in time for supper, Mr.| Confield?” she suggested. “That isn't worrying me,” he re- | plied, malevolently. “The wind may shift and drift the boat back to us e by the time I am ready to go.” { James Henry Canfield, as cashier of | “Oh, I would never have thought of the Hepworth Trust company, detect: i that,” she confessed. She seated her- ed the financial ills of the bank's pa-| 8elf on the ground as if she were per- | trons for eleven months of the year|fectly contented to wait. | with eyes that were hard, cold and| “You probably do not care to recall | hawk-like. the thirty-first of August, 1910, wheu Then, during his August vacation|YOu and I were last together at this period at mountain, seashore or home- | Very spot?” said Canfield. | ly farm-house resort, the afore-men!| ‘“And bow black the sky grew, with tioned eyes became dove-like while he yellow clouds that rolled over and made love to the summer girl. over like wreaths of smoke?” she! For seven seasons James Henry |Prompted. “And how you rowed bacK | filled in the August love-making pro- with might and main because it looke? gram without getting seriously nipped. like a hurricane and I was frightened? He could not even recall the name|But it wasn't much of a storm, aftef of more than three of the seven or all.” eight summer sweethearts. Yet all| “It was enough of one to save me the affairs had seemed serious while | from giving you a chance to laugh at they lasted. 5 me. I was on the verge of proposing He remembered thelr faces and|to you that afternoon.” i ways much better. In one case it| She was gazing out toward the troubled him that -the name had |boat, which seemed to have met a| dropped from his memory—the one of head-wind that whirled it around und\, the two years ago, up at the Lovejoy | 8round halfway between the igland | farm. and shore. | It was she who had sent her wed- “I will admit,” continued Junes! ding announcement the following June. Henry, brazenly, “that it was not the He lost the dainty engraved sheet the | first occasion when I contemplated same day he received it, and for the proposing marriage; nor were you the life of him he could afterward recall | first intended victim. But the ot.horl only her married surname. times I was restrained by inward He would not have been sure the |doubts instead of by the interpositios wedding totice came from that par- of a thunderstorm. And the other ticular young lady but for the post-|times I was glad afterward that I ald mark and handwriting. These were|ROt commit myselt. Wwith you, I the same as those on an envelope that | meant to find another opportunity.” brought him a blurry smooch intend- He could see the color flaming in od to represent his own manly figure her cheeks, while she kept her eyes in & pose beside the lane fence near |upon the boat. 'He imagined she was | the Lovejoy pasture. For she had a | Praying that it might drift back so as | camera and snapped everything that | to allow her a chance to escape. But | came her way. he felt that she deserved to listen to | “It wasn't Margy, nor was it Rdith,” debated James Henry when all he had to say. “I was looking forward to seeing the image of this girl who had figured in the farm episode persisted in you the next summer,” James Henry went on, pitilessly. “You sent me haunting him. that announcement the next June, and It was the end of July and his vaca- | at the time I supposed I would be able tion would begin the next week. A |to cast the episode out of my mind. post card from the Lovefoy farm was 1 divided my August vacation between fnviting him It wasn't much of » place, except QSERIUUSLY NIPPED It Was No Time for James Henry Canfield to Think of Penitence. By ERNEST A. YOUNG. e mountains and seashore and returnsd to work as a reliof to my nerves. for that girl. Probably. he told him-) “The rest of my confession fs, thar gelf, he would not be thinking of that I decided to speud a2 month here this summer at all had <he not the same | year, solely becunse 1 believed T would as told him, in gending him that wed- | find where we were together, and liv- ding announcement, that there hud:lng that season over again in memory never heen a chance for him | than 1 could enjoy anywhere else. 1 “She must have been engaeed all | hardly need to say I never dreamed of the while,” he taunted himself by ray- { meeting you here.” fng. “While I was flattered with the! “Why pot?" she asked. “I came notlon that she was—er—a bit sore | last year, as you might have found because [ didn't wind up hv pronos- | out had vou taken the trouble to— ing, she was en d to this what— to--" s | d'ye—call ~him Rochfort. A peach «f | “Acknowledge the announcement of | a name anywav: rominds me of a your marriage,” supplied James Henry | kind of cheese'™ fn a frigid tone 1 “We'll go up to the Lovejoy farm,| “The announcement of my ’ at Pidueford (his vosr ™ he said to his | age!" she exclaimed. mother, the morning after the card ar ‘ “You sent it, didn't you? rived. you Mrs, Roland Rochford? “Why to that lonesome place, James i am [—?" | Henry?" Mrs. Canficld demanded | “Yes, you have, and you are!"” She | “For eleven months of the year l‘gprang up and pnimr\fi at the boat | have no chance to get lonesome” he | while the wind blew freshly in their| argued. “Desides, it Isn't the worst | faces. “It is coming back." she cried, | place if you want to loaf around. row | gleefully. “The wind has shifted.” a boat, fish, that sort of thing. Truth!| [t was no time for James Henry to 1s, I'm tired of seelng a lot of people. | think of penitence. for opposite tool- Soclety s punk Say.” he suddenly!ings were rampant. She did not try added, “who was that girl? The one | to escape from arms nor did she even 1 at the Lovefoy farm?" | pretend she wanted to t “If I'm not mistaken, there were five| “That was Nellie Vancton's wed- young women at the Toveloy farm|ding” she told him as soon as he while we were there,” Mrs. Canfleld | would let her say anvthing coherent. ! told him. “Do vou mean the one with | “I gent you the announcement, to ba the pale blue eyes and faded halr? | gure. for I knew she wanted you to Or the other blond who talked books ' know she got somehady after :q” the and art—?" | book and art talk she wasted on you. “No, no!" snapped James Henry. And to think you mistook her name e e e e e Aren't | Have I— | “The dark one, perhaps, who nagged | for mine!" you—" | The boat’s keel seraned on the “Tt doesn't matter,” he again inter- ' gravel at their feet: but they wera rupted. “She won't be there this year, | slow rowing back As thev went up anyway, for she is married. Husband's | the footpath toward the honse James name fs—is Chepse!™ Henry abruntly paused “We're en- He chuekled malicionsly as he went | gaged now n't we?" he pleaded down to the bank. leaving his mother | “Why, T supnese 0" wondering ‘Tames Tlonry certainly “T fust wantod to nut it that wav to needs to wav from business and | my mother, Int—er - hna lanehed soclety and take a enmnlete rest” she | sheepishly nth is, it 1 was to be dectded, symnathetieally electrocu for it T can't reeall vonr They at the Ridgeford | name! Actuallv. I'm in doubt betwixt raflway statlon by the Toveloy hireq | Sibvl and Grace man with a twoseated demoerar.! “You deserve never to hear {t!™ she While they were heing hauled up the | eried first long hill to the farm the man Mrs. Canfield met them at the door told them that with both hands outstretehed in ereet- tarian minister. a vonne lady and the Ing. young lady's aunt were the only board- | ‘“Marfon Leslie, von dear'” she mun ers already there. PFven Mrs, Can- mured. field wag not suficlentlv interested to | (Copyright, 1913 by the MoClure News- aek for further particulars paper Syndieate.) To escape greetings and {ntrodue- S trons, James Henry fumped from the Sea Shells Instead of Class, seat of the democrat at the foot of | As a substitute for glacs, sea shells the last hill and proceeded to stretch | are nsed to splendid advantage in the his lees alonz the footpath which he | Philippines. The windows {n the main had helped to wear, two years befora. | entrance of the Philinnine Goneral Tne path ended at the pebbly shorae | hospital, Manila. #re probably as fine | of the pond, and there was the same |8 modern example of the use of seq | row-boat, freshly painted. ghells as can be obtained. The sea. She was in the boat. In the act ot | thell windows may also be seen at pushing off; but she waited for him | thelr best in the old churches. Ma. with a bright smile of greeting. nila alene nses in the neighborhood of James Henry was old enough, and 5.000.000 Kapas shells each year for he had been in love times enough, not | ¥1ndowe. The largest-sized shells will to have his heart pound so ridiculous- square about three inches. These sol] ly as it did = "=n th» hoat rocked un- for from $1 to $5 per 1.00, according der them at . pobhly shore reced. | 10 quality. Shells that will form panes ed. For s rowing and talking of about two square inches sell for precisly a era had been no two- anywhere from $1.50 to £3 per 1000, vear inter and are used for ordinarv purposes, i in dwellings, stores. and the like. The were met a brolen-dewn U'n They got « -ad’se Island, so Balle ave trane) christencd by be Bl Baen S ane THIEMCRL NG 2he HER vain enot to belleve, because of the O hrough them in a soft pearl- hlissful hours rhey h EEa Wiy gether. 3y this t had worked himself into quite a stata Lack of Time. of feeling, and with a stagevillain Benton—Have von tried all the smile, he shoved the empty boat out remedies that your friends have rec onto the receding waves. ommended for your rheumatism? { As he faced her she gave him a _ Tulser—Great Scott, no! 1 haven't | searching look, as If she were afrajg had the pesky disease more than three years. ad spent there to- ne James Henry e ————————————————————————— et e e e, m = IN THE FITTING ROOM By OLIVE WENGLER. “No, I have not been waiting very long. At least, it has not seemed long, for I bave my book with me, and I can even forget clothes when I have a good novel. Yes, I almost always take a book with me when I go for 8 fitting, and, really, the books I have got through with while waiting for dressmakers would fill & library. “I's funny how some of my dresses suggest certain books. I never put on my lavender chiffon without thinking of ‘Buried Alive’ By brown velvet is associated with ‘Under the Greenwood Tree.! I just can't bear to wear an old white voile of mine, because it re- minds me of the sad end of ‘Anna Ka- renina.’ “Oh, is that my dress? 1 thought mine was a lighter shade of blue. 1 think this dark blue makes my eyes looked kind of washed out. But never mind; I can wear & jabot next to my face and that will relieve the strong color. “No, don't make it too hobbly. 1 may be old fashioned, but I do like a dress that I can walk in and sit down in, though I know it’s the style now to have your dresses made 80 that you can do either. “I have a friend whose new spring sult s so tight about the ankles that she simply can't take a step without holding it up. She says she does’t care, for her shoes are so tight that there’s no comfort in walking in them, 50 she might as well sit still. I think women are perfect geese about clothes, or, rather, they are like sheep, and where one goes the others follow. “Well, 1 think you have got that skirt a little bit too full. One doesn’t want to be so old fashioned that one looks like a scarecrow, and, of course, this is an easy dress to hold up in case I can't walk in it easily. “Don’t you ever get tired of sticking pins into women? Or, rather, don’t you ever long to stick pins into them fnstead of just into their clothes? That THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., JULY 16, 1913. S ——— ———————————————————————————— Security Abstract & Title (g Announces that it .is now reai, for _business,: and can fupy promptly,.complete and reliable.fl abstracts of the title to any ', estate in Polk County. f SECURITY ABSTRACT & T Miller Building. East Side Squy, BARTOW ' Flig W. K. Jackson-sssocites W, K.} i| Owner and Manufac- 3 turers’ Agent k; Brokerage--Real Estat* By Tell Us What You Have to Sell, We Will Try to;Find & Buyer Tell Us!What You Wantto Buy; We Will Try to Find a Seller me Rooms 6 and 7, DEEN & BRYANT Bui; fre 83 Fiea Lakeland e e * 1 would give them comething to be fus- | I often wonder that we g crimes com- 13 by maddened sy about. don’t hear of sh mitted in fitting roon modistes, So far as I know, no woman has ever met with (oul play when she went for a fitting It seems strange, too. “This reminds me of my book. 1 had just got to an awfully exciting o Don't Make It Too Hobbly. part in ‘Clayhanger’ when you came fn. It was where the hero suddenly learns that tlie girl he's zaged to has just marri am crazy to k probably I wiil t 8 long i out as 1 will {i tting this dress have learn es of { the Reall such doe please; I and very high, for my neck { Yes, you may ms: {nches from the fic I won't do, and t cago streets wi ly makes me to hear women rave about sanitation and hygle into fits about microbes bread, while all the t fying the rules of he ing up 2ll the microbes In sight with their long skirts. “No, I'm not a bit tired, thank you. I know that soma w -(:\t faint when they are be ing fitted i-ut somehow it seems to brace me up'. “Perhaps this i3 because my book sort of fortifics me for a fming.. 1:-1{ 1 know I shall never wear this dress without thinking of that uphappy h»';o I do hope that he will turn out well As(; that I may bhave some pk‘as’nnt like my ¢ it 13 clean up Chi- It real- y dresses. , and go thoughts about my gown while I'm | wearing it. “Oh, yes, I'm sure the dress will turn out well, and you needn't mind it it is a wee bit hobbiy—Just enough to allow me to take decent steps Y;\u will try and send the dress to ' l : n ress tom S ek i orrow “Oh, I mustn’ poor ‘Clay. hanger.' "—(C News. S AE T 4 Making Cotten Goods. fore than a million pers ; la €rsons are em. ploved in the textile mills of Great Britain, e ———— Are You an Average? The blood of an average wolghs tweaty pounds, o \W'e have installed a large Dout! | Glass Sanitary Delicatesscn Ri— frizerator. 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