Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, August 4, 1913, Page 6

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vldlll Hcbb, Guardian of Circle. POST 83, @. A R Moot the first Satureay la ever; Dotk at 10 2. m. at the heme & 0 M. Spariiag en Keatseky avenus A. C. SHAFFER, Cemmander. 0 R TALLEY, Adjstant. L — Sabsiand Chepter, B. A. M. Mo Lesnasd, . P.; J. ¥, Wilsea, Secy. B e e e e e et Lakeland Camp No. 78, W. 0. W., meets every Thursda night. Wood. men Circle first and third Thursday pfternoons at 8:00 o'clock. W. J. Ettridge, Council Commander; Mrs. ' ¥0.8, L6060 Polk Hueampment No. 8, 1. 0. F¢ moots the first and thizd M Bags. Visiting Patilarchs welcome ] F. A, MeDONALD, Saribe. N, 3. SIMMERMAN, Chiel Pairiared GLAWRML A Orange Blemsom Div. Ne. ©» 8.7 A 0B of LL B meels even msad and fourtd Woednastaye o aeh meath at 5:00 p w. Visitia, MBS J. C. BROWN 8ey Moot cvery Tueaday night at ' p'elook, at MeDeonald's hall. i Elnora Rebekah Lodge No. ¢ ‘meets every second and fourth Mon- Bay nights at L. 0. 0. F. hall. Vist- Ing brothers and sisters cordially favited. 5 " MRS, T. E. ROBERTSON, N. G. | MRS, GUY ARENDELL, Sec. | Gake Rledge No. ,1. 0.0 F meots Fytday nights at 7100, at | 0. 0. 7. ball. Visiting bLrothers ar ettty tavhied. J. L. REYNOLDS, Sec. M. B, EIMMERMAN, X. G PFLASTERERS INTERNATIONAL BRICKLAYERS, MASCNS AND WXION, LOCAL X0, 18 OF FLORIDA Moots eaoh Thureday Alght & Morgax & @roover Mall, eve! Bates’ Dry Goods Stere. Viaiting brothers weleome. R. L. MARSHALL, President J. W. LAYYON, Yies Prea \ In the First Place, Make Your Own If Possible—Crepe de Chine Is Liked. I possible, make your own pettl | coat. In this way a better quality of silk, satin, pongee or washable fabric can be used, deeper seams can be taken, a better fitting and fastening yours and, of course, immense satis: faction. Crepe de chine is one of the favored fabrics, giving clinging lines, excellent wear and a novelty that is always at- tractive. Crepes de chine are pur chasable in washable varieties in all colors. They combine excellently with fine or coarse laces and are easily pleated, retaining the accordion or knife pleatings for a gratifying leagth of time. Petticoats must be well fitted over the hips and constructed on straight lines. A slight fullness is allowable at the back, for suits and dresses are showing gathers here and no bulkk ness under straight panels need be feared. To give ease of walking petticoats are showing slashes at the side. This is a good idea, and it is surprising that this spring is the season that marks the change. Soft taffetas are being used in changeable and pompadour designs They are combined with plain silks, usually in the aocordion-pleated flounces. A flat ruffle of silk or any of the strong silk and combinations makes the dust ruffle wear well. Lace bandings will be the important trimming for flounces. Shadow, ool bert and heavy laces are favored, and give a delighttul finish to pastel shades. ‘CREPE DE CHINE NIGHTGOWN Crepe de chine, especially in flesh pink, is used for underwear even more than fine muslin. So attractive are the nightgowns in this fabric thal they are worn as room robes with 8 white lace cap trimmed with pind chiffon roses. This sketch shows such a gown. It is made on the empire| plan, with kimono sleeves, and i1 trimmed with wide bands of white lace and bouquets of pink satin and chiffon roses with green leaves. LATE IDEAS IN MILLINERY Prevailing Styles Really Show Little | New, Though There Have Been a Few Changes Made. Naturally, at this date very little that can be rightfully termed new i in evidence, says the Dry Goods Econ omist. The most pronounced change the return of maline hats to strong vor. Drapes of maline over hemp ar¢ especially favored; but brim exten slon, ruffies and huge wired bowa of maline are also being offered. Hats of Chantilly lace are being prominently featured. Some of the most striking of these have the lace fitted so smoothly and firmly over 8 wire foundation as to present almost s tailored appearance. The popularity of quills continues anabated. They are used either alone or in combination with wheat, flowers, ribbon or feathers. Among the smart est models now shown are white hemps trimmed with white quills and white wheat, with a white moire rib bon band. Another striking combination is @ broad black quill with tiny white para dise sprays curling out from its cen ter. Have You Ever Stopped to think about the Cream ou are eating? Wheth- crthoa-unhflm_l. whether the method of anu- facture would meet With the demands of modern sclence of sanitation and hygieae? YOU DONT HAVE T0 THINK of these tihngs if you demand POINSETTIA Iee Cream—it's PERFECT ia ov- ery detall, AND WE OAN PROVE IT. : JOR BALE BY Lake Pharmacy LAKELAND. v SVEWING TELNORAM, LAK ELAND, FLA. AUGUST 4, 1913. SOME POINTS ON PETTICOATS — PONPON'S STOLEN KISS By ROB M'CHEYNE. # The sloping vineyards along On- tario were lightly veiled in the mists of Indian summer. In the air was that langurous warmth that steals into the veins and lulls the brain to dreams and reminiscence. The giant cataract could be heard faintly, a drowsy, dis- tant hum of monotony—a sound that seemed to pervade everything and reach the bewildered brain, strangely associated with the heavy odor of grapes, full ripe; the rich clusters hanging everywhere. It is only by some such psychologi- cal analysis, whether scientific or not, that an explanation can be found for the startling fact that Fanchette, go- ing home from the day’s picking, al- lowed Ponpon the jester, the clown, the great laughing roystering Ponpon, to imprint upon her pretty, upturned, scralet lips, a kiss, thinking all the while it was Antoine. And such a kiss! A group of gay young girls turned at the sound, enly to see the demure Fanchette, blushing to be sure, but smiling in serene un- consciousness of the fact that it was Ponpon who had slipped up behind her and tipped her chin back, as Anteine sometimes did, when he was not too serious. “So, that is the: way when Anteine is not here!” And she turned back to wait for Antoine. When he came up Ponpon was hang- ing over him, casting all manner of Jibes at him. “You have excellent taste, Antoine. I swear her littie chin is as soft as: ze breast of le perdrix.” He burst into a loud guftaw. “Here is La Grig- non”—he had given the dark-eyed girl this nickname because she was tall as a maypole, and it had stuck because she was pretty as.one—“she will tell you; she saw Fanchette kiss'me.” “Yes, and I think it is outrageous of her.” Ponpon was not prepared for this, as he had no idea anyone had seen him, and had called La Grignon into it only to tease Antoine. So he quick- 1y ran-off to join another group. But Antoine was silent and his companion had no chance to poison his mind against her rival. Fanchette entered the vine-covered cottage and kissed her mother with | the happiest of faces. “Ah, my little Mignon, I see you have made up your quarrel of last night with Antoine.” “Yes, mamma, he slipped up behind me as I was walking home—O, mam- ma, it was so good of him. I know I was in the wrong last night and I| shall tell him so when he comes to- night.” % But Antoine did not come. The next day Fanchette noticed a differ ence in the way the girls treated her. Day after day of the balmy Indian sumagbr passed away and Fanehette, 20 Wnger tn doubt of the werld’s in- fustice went about her work with a sad fittle heart. What had she done? Poor Fanchette! She knew nothing of the world as yet She could not under~ stand. ! One day, late in October, she was sitting on the stone wall, her eyes off across the valley and her thoughts in faroff Gascony, when Ponpon came upon her. “Poor Fanchette!"” he said banter ingly, “she is ze last of her illustrious race and it makes her to mourn. Come, let me kiss away that sad look.” “I hate you! 1 hate you! I hate everybody!” she burst forth. “Fanchette! Dear little Fanchette. This is serious. Tell Ponpon.” Fanchette only shook her head and winked the tears back. For a long time the good hearted fellow who had worked all the mischief regarded’ her in silence, then, unwilling to leave without a word said: : “You will save Ponpon a dance to- night?” The girl shook her head. “Fanchette! Do not be so illtem- pered.” “I'm—I'm not going,” sobbed poor Fanchette. “Not going? Not geing to the beeg party that the boss gives us. Why, there will be dances, and games, and jack'o-lanterns. Not going to ‘the hal. lowe'en party? Fanchette! Fanchette! If you do not hold the water in your mouth you can never get married.” But the girl wouldn't smile and poor | found out he had been stabbed with- | yer, the court and the jury, the wo- | man gave her name and Ponpon went away sad of heart. “But she shall go,” he sald, and with the ald of Fanchette’s mother he finally persuaded her to go at the last min. ate. Of course her appearance, and with good laugh. The ctowd gathered about the low- er door, as the girl slowly mounted the ladder. - As she removed the band- age and saw the grinning pumpkine and the great ghost she could not sup- After they had sat swinging bliss fully together for some minutes, Fan- chette said, “Antoine, I was in the wrong when we quarreled; I forgive you for saying so.” It was easier to forgive than to ask forgiveness and much more satistae tory. (Copyright by Dally Story Pub. Co.) ) RN L) ONE CAN NEVER TELL|} B RPN By HAROLD DAY. { Bl ; life of son—our son, Mary?” -/ (V * The “Be ye agoin’ to swear away the The old man’s voice quavered and sunk into a whine. S “'m goin’ to tell the truth,” re plied the old woman with & weary smile. “He threw it away himself and killed his brother—my baby. I saw him do it, and I'm soix;' hwd%'.n g the truth and let him be punished. f h ’ “But Tom’s your boy too, Mary—| Quesnon 0 t e a your oldest,” persisted the old man. : “What's he ever done to show it?” : L] ol With a Frugal Housewj p—————————————————— = e e e 3 % me—yes, struck me with his own: hand; not once, but twenty umu._ 3 Aye, and he struck you too, Nat. I ,; seen him do it more'n once. What|: comfort has he ever been to us? What pride have we in him, what hope for bis future? No, no, Nat, we might as well give up and call our lives a failure. He’s been a bad boy, and he’s & bad man, and he'’s killed his own brother, and I won’t do any- thin’ to save him.” ) “But he was in licker when he did it,” pleaded the old man. “You know Tom was not very bad except when he was in leker.. And he wasn’t him- self when he did it. And he feels as sorry as anybody for it mow. Not the gallows! Ah! Mary, not the gai- lows!” and Ne slipped from his chair onto his knees and sobbed before her. “Wheve's Peter?” demanded the woman, drawing back her skirts, which the man attempted to cling pathetically to. *“Where’s my Pete, who never did a wrong to anybody, and who always was bullied and licked by Tom? I won't save him, 1 tell you I won’t.” The day of the trial came, and the prosecuting attorney arose, calm and confident, as he addressed the jury. Here wag an easy case, and it prom- fsed to be brief. He would get a quick conviction and the accompany- ing glory and weuld hurry along other cases and show a dispatch of business which would reflect great credit upon his office. The conviction was sure, because the boy's mother was to go on the stand to testify against him. It had been a brutal murder, too— the killing of Peter Harter by his brother Tom. As nearly as could be The increasing price of food stuffs demand economy. It’s not necessary to buylcheaper food or buy less, just buy four groceries from us and GETMORE FOR YOUR MONp * > .~ L4 £ @ cans baby size Cream......... Sl g O o0 1.2 barrel best Flour .......... B I LE AT PP I O P U TP P T P YPP - PP S, T cw (<] g 4 [ " - E out warning simpl; because he expos- L) tulated with his brother for brutal language used to the: old mother. > It would be a good thing for the community, moreover, to get rid of , i Tom Harter. He always had been & | & bad egg, and a menace to peaceabls, law-abiding citizens. : “This case, gentlemen, is fortunate- 1y so plain that it will be necessary to detain you but a few moments. In fact, I think one witness will deter mine the entire matter. Let Mary Harter be sworn.” As the woman took her seat in the witness box an almost imperceptible but heart-breaking moan came from the white lips of the old man, whose side she left. It caught her ear, and she turned her eyes upon Mm. As she looked, his drawn face and terron strieken eyes faded from her sight in & sort of mist through which she saw the face of her young lover of forty yoars ago. She saw him beside her at the altar on that day of days when & all the future was bright and all the- sky rose-colored. And out of the mist came the outs lnes of the cradle in which she had rocked her first-born—the cradle Nat had built with his own hands. Then she heard as in a dream the smug voice of the prosecuting attor ney: “l{ov. Mrs. Harter, tell the jnry your name and relationship to the! prisoner and the victim of this brutal murder, and in your own words tell it you saw the deed committed: and Just how it happened.” Turning bewildered eyes on the law Cutlery, Sporting Goods, Sto Ranges, Wire Fencing, Paln Oils and Varnishes address. Then gazing straight at her husband through tear-filled eyes, she sald, with perfect deliberation nd emphasis: “Tom and Pete had some words about some money and Pete got mad | and said: “I'll kill you, you low, good-fornothin' blaggard; that’s what I'll do’ and he struck him with a chair .nd drove him back into the cor money. We hald the to every BARGAIN & HARDWARE and & dred lines. We carry! Goods in stock to supt your wants promptly . WILSON HARDWARE £ £ E £ is 8 £ 1 e | sEgé T+ EgEE ieds il ifs il i | £1 woman, at the end of her testi ARDWARE :: arose m.mm down from HEADQUARTERS never looked at the prisoner, but walked' straight to her ) 2, Tt b . ey e o Opposite Depot "lmn 'l ‘:gx K tat the cuse bo i Come to see us---We’re homefol :tq. And' I will recommend & study Phone 71 ‘.womn'. nature to every law sty L‘kel‘nd Electric Light Reflector, To direct the rays of~an electrio| light down the centers of htarloeuut streets an enameled steel reflector hag ' =ez=c == A Want Ad Will Bring Re

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