Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, September 3, 1913, Page 2

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= v THe EVRNING TELnGRAM, LAB 7 1 - B | ; i 17 77 / l Y/ A Naticnal bank mustoperate under STRONG RESTRICTIONS for safety. laid down by the Government at Washington. Before the U, S. Government granted us a charter todo a banking business, they satisfied themselves that there was both money and character behind our bank. They wanted to INSURE the safety of our depositors. Do Your Banking With Us First National Bank OF LAKELAND siniy with good laundry work is what you arc lesking fer amt 2% s jusd what we are giving. Try ws, Long Life of Lineng Lakeland Steam Laundry West Main @4, i DERE A " LUCK IN CHOOSING GLASSES {s scmothing you don't want to trust to. Never buy them without having your eyes tested. Have it done by us and it will be done thoroughly and accurately. There will be nothing “chancey” about it. —— Buying glasses any other way is like taking medicine in the dark. dangerous. i COLE & HULL Jewelers and Optometrists Phone 173 Lakeland, Fla. It's BHOO0S0S0HTSDLSLHS IR, De REE SIEAM PRESSING cwn! %, Pressing and Alteration. Ladies Work a Speclalty. Work for and Delivered. Prompt Service . Satisfaction Guaraa- J M. WELLES : : : : Manager g itacky Ave, Phone 287 Bowyer Building 0IDOOCOVCODIRIICOTON0 smowwmonf W. K. Jackson-ssswites. W, K, McRae Owner and Manufac- Real turers’ Agent Estate Brokerage--Real Estate Tell Us What You Have to Sell, We Will Try to Find a Buyer Tell Us What You Wantto Buy; We Will Try to Find a Seller Rooms 6 and 7, DEEN & BRYANT Building Lakeland L by Florida Telegram40c Week ARG, WATNE i%mwz “The Age of Chivalry” and “The in Hand. By JEAN DICKERSON. When her duties as visiting secre- tary brought Anne Blair to fill a new | engagement in Gregory Wayne's big house, she smiled delightedly at the task allotted to her. I Mr. Wayne's lawyer, Amos Smyth, had hired Anne through the recom- mendation of a mutual friend, and now he stood in the great Wayne library looking down his long nose at little dark-eyed Anne. “Well, Miss Blair,” he sald kindly, *you'll find a lot to do here, and if you need an assistant in the work, I leave it to you to select one. What- ever you do will be satisfactory to me. Mr. Wayne is bringing home a lot of new books—you understand he is a collector? He has sent me a list com- piled from his catalogue, and the books mentioned in this list are to be re- moved from the shelves and placed in the small study upstairs. You are to recatalogue the shelves in this room ) and rearrange the books according to the plan he has sent for the purpole."l Mr. Smyth laid a bundle of papers on the table and ran his fingers through his silvery hair. “Quite a job, eh?” he smiled down at her. “I love work like that,” said Anne enthusiastically. “Just think of spend- ing days and days with these books! It's a privilege!” “Then you'll be quite contented here alone. I have instructed Mrs. Babb, the bookkeeper, to prepare luncheon for you every day and a cup of tea if you care for it in the afternoon. Sarah, one of the housemaids, will carry books to and fro for you—she is stout and strong. Any other help you may need is at your disposal.” “Thank you, Mr. Smyth, I shall get along splendidly. When did you say | Mr. Wayne would be here?” “In about six weeks' time—he {8 stopping in Paris at present.” “I shall be finished long before his return,” said Anne, pulling off her gloves. “I'm going to start right in.” “Good.” commended the lawyer, and after shaking hands with went away, One rainy afternoon three weeks later Anne was perched on the top of a tall step-ladder in the Wayne li- brary, her sunny head bent over a great crimson leather bound volume in her lap. It was a copy of Bulfinch’s “Age of Fable,” and in the charm of its vellum pages Anne quite forgot that she was alone in the big house. Mrs. Babb and Sarah had gone to a funeral, and the other servants would not return until their master made his appearance. Outside on the avenue there was the smooth rumble of wheels on the wet asphalt and the oc- casfonal clip-clop of horse’s hoofs. Ex- cept for these sounds there was dead sllence In the great stone mansion. Below her the long room lay in rich light and shadow. A small fire flick- ered on the marble hearth. At the top of the ladder Anne's blue gown made a bright splash of color, and the crim- son bow at her throat and the vol- ume in her lap with its gold-edged pages, made it gay up there near the ceiling. As the afternoon passed the light waned and Anne had stretched out her hand to the elcctric chandelier Anne he close by when she was conscious of a sound in the room. Her heart beat a little faster as she looked down at the room whica should have been empty. Of course it might be Mrs. Babb or Sarah, but these two servants would have knocked for ad- mittance. A vague of terror took pos- sesslon of her and held her speechless for a few moments. Peering down, she made out a man's dark shape standing near the fire. His back was toward her. Anne could make out that the in- truder wore a dark mackintosh and a small darp cap. There was only one explanation of his appearance. Some thief, learning of Mr. Wayne's early rcturn home, had resolved to help himself to some of the millionaire-collector’s treasures. Why such a valuable collection of books, pictures and porcelains should be left unprotected, might be answered by the fact that Gregory Wayne was entirely impractical and had unbound. | ed faith In his fellowmen, ' The room darkened until the only | visible light was that made by the i fire agalnst which the man's still form was silhouetted dimly. | Anne’s cramped limbs grew numbd ! and cold and she wished heartily that she had not agreed to stay alone. As Mr. Wayne's employe it was her duty to protect his interests, and she looked about her for some weapon of defense if she should be driven to extremity. There was nothing save the heavy vol. umes of Bulfinch—one in her lap and the other on the shelves with smaller books. She would be in dire straits before she could gain courage to hurl thoge | treasured volumes at a marauder. There was a sound below her in the room. It sounded like the swishing nolse made In removing a wet mackin. | tosh. Silence again. and then a voice | eame up to her out of the darkness. | “Well?" it asked rather roughly Anne was silent. but the ladder swayed under her shaking limbs. She grasped the big volume tj thtly. “Keep away.” she w s he ap- proached. “You mu ratend that ' Tam Mr. Wayne's ! ian, and | am ! responsible for the contents of this ) T i Age of Fable” Hand | . glad?—Puck ELAND, FLA,, SUPT. 3, 1913 If you dzre touch a thing here rocm —I'll throw this Lock down at you—— “What s 1}..t?" a:ked the voice quickly, and v a neic of alarm. “Age of Fublc—it's a perfectly dear book—and 1 know Mr. Wayne will rage if it's thrown abeut or torn. Please go away--there's len’t anything here in this rcom that's worth taking,” she pleaded. He laughed grimly. hear that.” “I suppose go,” retorted Anne drily, “but really, Mr.—er—Ralfles, it's hard- ly worth your while to stay here—all the valuables are put away.” The man below laughed at that. Laughed a great hearty rich laugh that echoed through the room. Anne stretched forward a hand to the near- est chandelier chain which swung close to the ladder. In an instant the room was bathed in soft light. As she regained her seat on the top of the ladder the man on the floor: looked up and saw Anne for the first time. If he had expected to see & desperate woman burglar' he was en- tirely surprised by the vision in blue and crimson with tossed fair hair. She clasped the “Age of Fable” to her breast and leaned forward to fix his handsome features in her memory, for it was quite possible she might be re- quired to identify his picture in the rogue’s gallery. But the treacherous wheeled ladder suddenly moved noiselessly under Anne's shiiting weight; she lost her balance, gasped, and fell to the pn-I “I'm sorry to quet floor. The stranger had her in his arms almost instantly. He murmured pity- ing words as he carried her to a great leather couch and pressed an electric button with surprising famil- farity with the premises. Mrs. Babb came hurrying in utter ing shrill bleats of alarm at sight of Anne's white stunned face. “Oh, Mr. Wayne, has she fell? Dear me, Miss Blair, how did you ever man- age to break your neck tonight with Mr. Wayne just home unexpected, and me with so much to do!” fussed the woman, as she ran to and fro excit- edly. “Mrs. Babb, send Sarah here. Please telephone for Dr. Hanford. Send me some cold water—and er— camphor if you have {it." Perhaps falling down a stepladder into the arms of a millionaire may be an extraordinary method of beginning an acquaintance, but when one clasps to her breast “The Age of Fable” and “The Age of Chivalry” tumbles after, romance must step in somewhere, for all these things go hand in hand. Anne became Mrs. Wayne, and while she no longer was compelled to be her husband's librarian she chose to do it through love of him and his work; and Mrs. Bebb declares that she suspected it from the beginning—even before Mr. Wayne came home, (Copyright, 1913, by the McClure Newspae per Syndicate,) UP AGAINST NATURE'S LAW Weak Stomach of Benefit, Since It Guaranteed Owner Would Never Become a Dipsomaniac. The sick man, gazing from his hotel bedroom out upon the blue sea that tumbled and flashed in the sunshine, groaned dismally—groan on groan. “Cheer up,” said the physician. “The only trouoble with you is that you drank half a bottle of champagne with your dinner, a cognac with your coffee, and afterwards, at the casino, eleven steins of Bavarian beer. It was too much.” “I know,” growled the patient, “but on your vacation, away from wife and little ones, it's a pity if you can’t go the pace a single evening without this —ugh!—this unbearable, this abom- inable nausea.” But the physician, smile, said: “My friend, that nausea is worth more to you than untold wealth. That nausea {8 an insurance policy—your insurance policy against a drunkard's death, a drunkard's grave in the pot- ter's fleld.” “Yes?" said the sick man, a little more cheerily. “Yes,” resumed the other. “Men on whom intoxication lays a terrible af- termath of nausea, of biliousness and nervous depression, such men never become drun“ards. They can't. It doesn't pay them. An evening’s pleas- ure for three or four days' agony? Oh, my, no; that doesn't pay. “It's the other chaps who become drunken wrecks, those apparently lucky chaps who get ‘fit as a fiddler in the morning after’ For such chaps there are. 1 know myself a young fellow who can drink a pint of whisky tonight and get up, clear-eyed and singing, to a hard day's work tomor row. But he's got a dismal and un- certain future.” “Pah!" groaned “Faugh! Waugh! “Retch on!" sald the physician. “Retch on! Every retch is an insup ance policy worth untold gold!” — Problem for Pa, “Papa, when we raive a flag to the top of a pole it means that we are gled. doesn't it? “And what does it mean w | flag Is halfway up? - “That somebody is dead.” “And that means we are only half; with a grave the Pah!" sick man. ] —————— s No Time Lost. | “Am I the fire ! veu have loved ; { this eeasen® a-1n1 ‘ha hote] clerk “Almost.” arsuorel the sum:x;er girl. | “Who got atead of me? Yoy have only been hone* “I had a ‘fon with the driver of the station Lo Do { LOVIS A. FORT i1, YARNELL successor to W. K. McRaes. TRANSFER LINES ’ ragivg wad Hauling of All Kinds Prompt and Reasonable Bervice Guaranteed. »gone 57 Green Lakeland, Fis % The sidewalk that is mais The Best Table in the|ot CEMENT is the waix th Land of the Sky weather will not effect. o - Hotel Gordon Waynesville, N. G. NOW, before the inclement yaath er of late fall sets in, have ,, | those needed walks, repair yq, |lar and make other repairs .. should be done with CEMENT '{ g b ( In heart of e1;. wlectric lights | Ask us for figures—we'rs xlt““' ar. every convenlence Buths. No | gubmit them, Yo mosquitoes. Altitude 3,000 feet T _ it WEEKLY RATES $12.50 UP. : Ho (PECIAL FAMILY AND SEPTEM- | [akeland Artificioe? g Py rtificig S8END FOR BOOKLET- Stone Works! »L‘ H. B.[Zimmerman, Pr,¥ ] P 2O ISR .The Professlons- BR. SAMUEL F. SMITR SPECIALIS?, PReme: Ofico, 141; Residenee, | Bryant Blig,, Lakelaad, Fls k. W. R, GROOVER, PHYSICIAN AND SURGNOR, Rooms § and 4 Kentueky & . sterlized crean Pure, ricn, from cows inspected und pnlled': by the City Pure Food Depart " ment. Manufactured unde:fi the most modera and perhc:“ Lakeland, Florida, g - conditions. ALL lngred-r-;usj DR X, L. 2RYAR, that go to make our creun 5R. C. C. WILEOX— uae MUST be the standard of ;uroif DENTIST. prey ‘kipper Building, Over Postom. ity and quality. There o EM‘ Phone 339. diffcrence in “Frozen (us Af Resldence Phone 300 Res. 1 g LAKELAND, FLA, parn;toimay g - tards” Cream. and POINSETTIA ic:m8 SR W. 6. IRVIM Try it. DELTINY Hetablished 1r July, iBsy Tooms 14 and 1 Kentucky i Phonos: Office 180; Resldons; fOR SALE BY Lake Pharmao | LAKELAND § 23B§% PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Ipecial Attention Gven to Diseas { Women and Chlidron, O« Jeen-Bryant Bldg., Sulte 9. Phone 367. b - | SORTHOHO A QL 2 ~ FOR_DRUG} Florida BLANTON & LAWLER— cldaade. ATTCRNEYS-AT-LAW iyt Lakeland - Surgical Goods, Household and Sick Room Sup IR, GARAK R WHEELE OSYEOPATH PHYSICIAN icoms §, ¢ and 7, Bryant Buildis ;:’.‘.?‘,::'u::'l'n:""? plles go to | : ne 2178 Blash. ng e Lake Pharmaqf‘ Reem § Desa & Bryant Bidg Bryan’s Drug Store Architeet, i - Sewee) Ldeas in Bungalow Demges» |We will send them up ! TARans, Fiens. you and will try totre you right, 5. 0. ROGERS, l 1. ‘n‘r‘.'..':.:'.m PHONE'42 Lakland, Fiertda, RREMIAH B. §MITH The * mm Ste NOTARY PUBLIC. .oans, Investments in Real Setat. 1ave some interesting snaps in i: \ad sudurban property, farms, e~ Better see me at once. Will tres Wil for cash or on easy terms. Room 14, Futch & Gentry Bldp Lakeland, Fla. M R 3. NUTPAXER ~~Attorney-at-Law- Tem ¥ Stusrt Bldg. Bartew, ¥- ‘*-—*_ —lawyers— Raymende Bldg skalang, e o R SR T - 10000060004 00000600000 200 " "Our Display ol watches, lockets, chains, ris brooches, ete., i3 moticeable fer ! perfect taste as well as seli-evids . “THE ARCHITECT” good quality. ~« Kibler Hotel, Lakeland, Fla. |+ The Jewelry Eaasad st 22 2 2 Y Y YYVVEYY ‘*“ we handle is the kind that eeat ues to give satiefaction no mst T & PREFTON. TAWYWHD how long it is worn. If you des ®ee Mastairs Bast of Court Mewst RARTOW. FLORIBA to give sometihng of permansnt va! our case will supply it. l Hl. C. Steven! -~ werate Law a Spesialty, MISS EMMA POCOCK PUBLIC STENOGRAPHER "rvast Blig. Reom 11 < N2

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