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

ackle Sporting Goods mer Reading is Provided For, About Our Exchange Library Book to Order 1l Line of Magazines land Book Store Benford & Steitz Picture Frames mmmwm ill Never Be Satisfied . have your Optical Work. Dr. I, Graduate Optometrist, has this Department. No charge inations. PEGGY BY HIS SIDE, By HAYS BLACKMAN. The gentleman of colonial days, be- wigged and beruffled, bowed low be- 9 fore the colonial dame with the powdered hair and the patch upon her cheek, just where a dimple twinkled. “Your pardon, madam,” he said, “but we belong to the same period. May 1 know your name?” The slim little figure in her great grand mother’s quaint gown turned toward the courtly gentle man. “Peggy, an’ it please you, sir,” said she, dipping him a courtesy The gentleman of colonial days looked at the pret- ty mouth and chin. “Your real { realize what that means? There is MLLE. ZOE'S TIGRESS i By WILL W. WHALEN, Mlle. Zoe had a new lover, but what | of that? Mlle. Zoe had a lover in ev-: ery town that the circus reached. Othe er men less susceptible than Ralph Patterson lost their hearts at sight of Mlle. Zoe. Now the circus was at Montgomery, But Ralph Patterson, being no laggard in love, bad followed Mlle. Zoe there. He sat now in her dressing apart ment, his eyes on her mobile face. “You ask me to marry you,” she said, sweeping her golden pompadour from her white forehead. “Do you little virtue on the stage, therels less in the circus. “You are young to talk that way,” he argued. | “Yes, I am young.” Thero was a touch of bitterness in her rich voice.’ “But despite my yeors, a man had as well marry my pet tigress, Lady | Belle, as me.” “You can leave the circus.” “I had intended to do so before I saw you. This is my last season as E & HULL Optometrists Phone 173 Lakeland, Fla. ezsure To Show Goods” name,” he catreat- ed. “Peggy, sir,” she said again. For a while the gentleman of colo- nial days gave up the effort. He danced with the colonial dame. She was light as a bit of thistle down and knew all manner of dainty steps. As midnight drew near the colonial gen- tleman condescended to pleading. *It will soon be time to’'unmask. Surely the fact that we are both guests at the Markersons is an assurance that I am some one whom you may know. I give you my name—it is Phillip' Moore. May I know yours, sweet, my lady? The colonial lady drew back from him step by step. He followed, h?s hand outstretched. “Please,” he %begged. She looked back over her ghoulder. “Peggy,” she said sweetly znd van- ished in the crowd. " Phil Moore spent the remeinder of the evening searching for the colonial dame. He did not find her #and went home the more determined 'to search until this winsome, teasing Peggy was discovered. And so the momnths swung around to the month of lovers—June. The road was a veritable lovers’ lane, embowered in roses, bordered with daisies, and shut in 'by hedges where the golden tendrils of love vine clasped the green of the 'hedgerows. Phil, swinging down the lane this June evening, was glad thut he was alivee. And now, as he swung down the lane there was the rattle of a cart behind him and a voice broke into a snatch of song: i ’ When first I saw sweet Feggy, 'twas on & market day, A low-back'd car she sat dn.upon a truss of hay— rk and no play makes Jack a dull boy,” Every- likes to take airip. It brightcns us up and lion-tamer. I intend to go on the stage.” “Marry me, and let me prove my love.” “You must wait for your answer.” She glanced at her watch and arose as a sign of dismissal. “I must per form.” “Istherein this world today a man whom I could love—a man worthy of a woman's love?” Mlle. Zoe moaned these words pit- ] eously into the ear of her pet tigress. Fierce Lady Belle quailed before the fierce fire in the eyes of her mis- tress. The circus had remained three days at Montgomery; now it was to leave. Ralph Patterson was again in Mlle. Zoe's dressing apartment, pleading his love, and devouring her beauty with his liquid blue eyes. “I must tell you a story, Ralph,” she said. “Seven years ago, in a coal mine town, not far from here, there lived a little girl, pretty with a moon- beam prettiness. She trusted every- one, because she was good. She trust ed one to her sorrow—a man. He wooed her with soft, innocent blue eyes, like yours; he kissed her with frank lips, like yours; he caressed her with strong hands, like yours. That man left the little girl to the mercies of the world, her name gone, her life blasted. The world pointed the finger of scorn at her and shut its doors in her face, while he ‘held his head high and cared for no man, he.’ By chance, the little girl got some education; it doesn’t matter how; she became bril- liant and was sought after even by the one who had spoiled her life. The moonbeam turned into a sunbeam.” He attempted to rise, but a hand, WHY SUFFER With that old sore that's never easy day nor night, when it can be cured for atrifle. Makes no dif- ference how old the sore may be, it can be cured, For particulars, write to P.0.Box 440 Lakcland,Fla Palm Chapter, . K. 8. mocts ever) second and fourth Thursda) nighu of each month at 7:30 p. m. Mn Viora Keem, W. M.; J. P Wilsen, . United Brotherhood of Carpenten and Joiners of America, Local 1776 Lakeland Lodge No. 91, F. & A M. Regular cemisunications held et 0cond and 4th Mondays at 7:30 p & Vialting brethren cordially in vited. J. C. OWENS, W. h. J. F. WILSON, @ecy. K. 67 P Regular meoting every Tuesds® ut 7:80 at Odd Fellows Hall, Visit lug wmembers always welcome. ¥. D. BRYAN. Chancellor Commander, A. WM. .ACKSON, Becretary. POST 83, G. A R Meets the fret Saturasy In ever; month at 10 o m. at the heme of ! M. Sparling on Keatacky avenue ‘" SHAFFER, Commander 1. R TALLBY, Adjutant lLatetand Chepter, R. A. M. No 29 moots the first Thursday right oaeh month ia Maconic Hall Visit Ing companiens weleomed. A. B Losnagd, K. P.; J. V. Wileea, Secy i Lakeland Camp No. 78, W. 0. W,, meets every Thursda night. Wood. men Circlg first and third Thursday afternoons at 3:00 o'clock. W. J. Ettridge, Council Comman:er; Mrs. ething to think about- and if you have got some d away ik the bank, so that when you DO [find the trip, it will buy some tickets and some pnd make that trip possible, whereas, without our vacation would have to be spent nt:home, | Your Banking With Us Phil turned about as the rattle of e cart and the musie «of the girlish voice grew clezrer. Dewn the narrow road swung a cart drawn by a plod- ding gray horse. There was no truss of hay, but on the low seat a girl sat, erect, her pliant young fisure sway- ing with the julting of the cart. She was bareheaded and the sunset lent a dash of gold to her brown hair. Her as soft and white as a snowflake, touched his wrist, and kept him to his seat. “I was that little girl, Ralph Patterson; you were that man. Take education, bleached hair and seven maturing years from Mlle Zoe, and you have little Emma Stone, whom you made an outcast.” His face lost its look of innocence; guilt flushed it from brow to chin. Lula Hebb, Guardian of Circle. i » l Polk Breampment No. X P, mests the first and thind Mop dagye. Visitiag Patiarchs weleome ®. A. MeDONALD, Saride head was tilted like the head of a saucy sparrow, and Phil caught the glimpse of a reunded cheek and of a dimple that twinkled alluringly at the corner of her mouth. Peggy! Phil's heart beat high with @elight and sur- prise. It was kis colomial dame. Phil lifted his Rat. “Good evening, Peggy,” Peggy eyed him and her dimple be- gan to twirkle although her voice was severe, - “Will you please get out of the way,” she said, “we don’t want to trample yoe in the dust” She chir- ruped to the gray horse. ®hil held his ground. Peggy blushed. “Are youa holdup man?' said she. "l'n going to hold you up until you tell me who you are, Miss Peggy,” the amateur road agent answered. A fly settled on the gray horse's flank. He lifted a restless foot and Peggy leaned forward to flick the in- sect viciously with the whip. The gray horse, thinking himself wignalled to proceed, trotted forward, and Phil, seeing that he was really to be walked over stood aside. “I know you,” Peggy ealled to Phil. “I know that you have come down to spend Sunday at the Cedars, even though you didn't know that I am stopping there. And I know that you couldn’t find out who I was, theugh you tried all winter. And it was just.as easy,” she laughed merrily. “Who are you?" Phil demanded. “I'm Miss Margaret Fowler now,” the teasing voice answered. “And § spent the holidays with my sister, Mrs. Markerson and went to the fancy ball the night before I had te go back ¢ school. But I used to be little Peggy Fowler—that was when you were just a big boy. Maybe you have forgotten about that,” the voice was g0 low that it trailed almos* into silence. “Forgotten,” eried Phil should say that I haven't. pranks you used to play on me. were always a tease. But I hadn't any idea you would grow up to be a| beauty.” A minute later Phil had caught the cart. He swung himself up’ beside the driver. And he took up the song | that Peggy had sung: National Bank LAKELAND ¢ Lifeof Linen laundry work is wha$ you are lesking for and 4 wo any giving. Try wa, " and Steam Loundry West Main St Ty —" r Fire Insurance ———SEIE ANN & DEEN “Well, 1| And the| You | | 1 7, Raymondo Bldg. T'd rather have that cart, sir, with Peg- gy by my elde, 1 {Than a coach and four and gold galore | and a lady for my bride; “Your voice was as winning then as now. I should love you, were your past unknown to me. You love me at last, but I do not want such love as yours. There has been an invis- ible cord binding us together all these years. Even the wounded insect may lame by its sting the one who has hurt it. You took from me all that made life worth the living; and revenge is written on my heart with a pen of iron, with the point of a dia- mond.” She cast a glance upon him, like the glance of a lioness that sees her prey within reach. He kept his eyes to the ground. He heard a curtain pulled aside, and heard something spring near his feet. One lightning glanceshowed him an open cage, Mlle. ! Zoe, whip in hand, and a sleek tigress crouching to spring. He was petrl- fled in his chair. Then the beast’s claws had rent his flesh. Mlle. Zoe had looked forward to her revenge, but now it was turned to ashes on her lips. All the woman in her was aroused to action; the ten- dernessof long ago came to life in her bosom; her hardness melted. She saw that Lady Belle had inflicted as yet only scratches and a slizht wound. She lashed the beast from Patterson’s shoulders, screamed to him to fly. He staggered to the opening in the can- vas, and out into the air and sunlight, calling for help. But Lady Belle had tasted blood; no fear could hold her in check now. | Her fangs met in Mlle. Zoe's slender | throat, her sharp cruel claws reat ! the beautiful shoulders, Mlle. Zoe's circus tour was ended. {Copyright, by Daily Story Pub. Co.) E ]. W. SCARR, ', L. WILLOUGHBY, Method in His Madness, “Do you know that yen paid that woman five cents to ride on this car?” asked the friendly man on the back platform, after a woman had been let off at the corner. “How do you figure that?” asked the conductor, “YWhy, she handed piece, and you and a qu frier \'. you a G0-cent e,” returned the | | n I gave the | rter to?” said “Well, she'll the quar- trid of all my | the conduetc or, have a l: | ter. That's the wa) 'or the lady would sit ferninst me, on | a cushion made with taste, | t Peggy s here beside me with my | arm around her waist. | (Copyright, by Daily Story Pub. Co.) TR - b bad money. Just so long them a nickel or ten ccats too much, they'll never stop to sce whether lt’l good or bad."—New York Evenlng Post, reets every Wednesday wve her three dimes | 1-80, at 044 Fellows’ hall B B. SIMMERMAN, Chlsf Patriareh ¢LAWRWLA Blemsom Div. Ne. 9 Orange 0.0 A % B. of L. B meets ever: ssoond ond fourth Wednsedaye o sach moath at 5:00 p. m. 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