Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, September 6, 1913, Page 2

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Prempt Bervice . Satisfaction Guaran- 2 i ; I M. WELLES : : : : Manager! g tueky Ave, Phone 287 Bowyer Building S’ | W. K. Jackson-sssocatea- 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 i ! Tell Us What You Wantto Ruy; We Will Try to Find a Seller Rooms 6 and 7, DEEN & RRYANT Building Lakeland - L Florida Telegram{0cW THE EVKNING TELEGBAM, LAl ELAND, FLA, SEPT. 6, 1018. = e What Eastern Miner Learned When He Made Pilgrimage to Old Home. By VICTOR REDCLIFFE. “We are looking for a good candi date for mayor, and we're come to you.” 5 The speaker was one of a group of a dozen husky miners, rough, red shirted, lacking all the formality of the average “Committee,” but repre- senting not only the brawn but the brains and enterprise of Lucky Guilch. Ransome Jordan's eye glowed for a moment, he threw back his head in his characteristic bluff and independent way. Pride and pleasure showed for a fleeting moment in his handsome full bearded face. Then it faded, slow- ly, steadily, until those of the men who viewed him became as grave as his own from some innate sympathetic sense. “Boys,” he sald, and his full clear voice was broken from some intense emotion. “I thank you, but—I cannot accept.” “See here, Ransome Jordan!” cried Big Ben, leader of the crowd, the gi- .ant {rresistible champion of a man /when he was his friend, “you’ll run. There {sn't a man in the Gulch who | | | who had overhcard all met him at the | to || doesn't want you—" “Ben,” interrupted Jordan in a tone of unutterable pathos, “I can’'t do it. There is & reason. Next time maybe, but not until—" “Until what?” challenged Big Ben stormily. “Until--later,” faltered Jordon. “Don’t press me, boys. It’s an honor that fills my soul with pride and grat- ftude. Pass it up till next year. Then —maybe.” That was the way that Ransome Jordan turned down what his friends called the chance of his life. The com- mittee retired, less worked up as Big Ben expressed it than uneasy. There was a reason, Jordan had told them. He held his secret and his loyal friends respected it. “Ransome, dear, why?" were the words that grected him as tho wife doorway, and that was the hardest | part of it all. She was a little dark woman, the | daughter of an old prosjcctor who had | picked up Jordan in the old days when | he was sick and poor. It wos Nance Dalziell who had nursed Jordan back T e T T ! back to clean the slate, whatever the “My Name Is Ransome Jordan.” to health. It was she who had staked him with a claim that panned out big, and married him after she had turned him from his old reckless ways. Now those cl ar searching eyes of hers challenged his soul. His love, his gratitude, his loyalty spoke in his fervent returning glance. “Don’t ask, Nance!” I am. The boys have helped, I don't know why.” “Who could help it!" gently mur mured Nance, stroking his great brown hand caressingly. “Now they want me to be mayor. ook - & | In these new days of progress, that { means something. It means schools, ¥ | churches, good roads, better citizens stead of saloons, gamb houses, ‘ road bandits and roustabouts. A man | of clear record, who will make the | district proud of him, deserves the office.” “Is there a better one than you!" icrled Nance, her eyes sparkling with | pride. *“Is thero a man who has made | Lucky Gulch clean and respectable as | you have done? What is it, Ransome —what {s troubling you?” “It is—no, I can't tell even you!” de- clared Jorcan. “At least not now— not yet, Nance, do you trust me?” “To the death—and after!” “It I go away—away to—to pay a debt, to clear the books, to take my medicine 1'ke a man so that when I | come back and can look every man in the face and say honestly I owe | the world nothing, what will you say?™ Nance gave her husband one look | of ineffable love and faith. Then she | stood back with set lips and steady | eyes. “Ransbme,” she said resolutely, | *how soon shall T help you pack up for your jouiiey?” | And th -an the pilzrimage of 'Ransome J It was no brief one: | over the 1 past the prairies, the e pastern I s, and ' train to ston, a 1 town, halted to let Q —periiaps his knew noi, but was he pleaded. | by the magnetism that passes from “See here, it s you who made me what | sturdy for the Vorllztcome, be it what it | might. Dusk was falling. In a cer! tain furtive w Ransome Jordan | strolled through his native town, and every step he advanced seemed ac-i companied by dim hovering wralthsi of the past. | Several times he passed under the red }amp of a police station. Finally he entered the place, asked for the of- ficer in charge, and was shown into the captain’s private office. The offl- clal glanced admiringly at the bronzed stalwart specimen of humanity. “I am from the west,” stated Jor dan without ceremony. “I have come to give myselt up as a fugitive from Justice.” The police captain regarded his visi- tor with curious expectation. “My name is Ransome Jordan. Did you ever hear it before?” A strange smile crossed the face of the official. “Why, yes"—he began, but Jordan went on with his story! “I was a wild wilful fellow here years ago, and trained with a wilder crowd. One night in a drunken brawl a friend named Prescott insulted and attacked me. I resented him with a knife thrust. I heard later he died. It was self defense, but I have come law may say.” “I have heard of you!” cried the of- ficial, arising and wringing the hand of Jordan with strange fervor. ‘“‘Come this way.” He led his visitor into an adjoining court room. He pointed at a large ol portrait. “William Prescott still lives. He is judge of this court, and after that night you refer to become a reformed man.” “Thank heaven!” murmured Jordan in a greut aspiration of joy and re- Hef. “Do yeu recall nothing further of that night?" asked the official, & queer | expression on his lips. “Little but flight, despair. My brain was crazed with the drink and the horror of my deed. [ recall a fire, and plunging mio its exciting whirl, hoping | fate would blot me out.” | “Again—come, with me," invited the | official. He le d the way to the street and to! the outskirts of the town where a| large Dbuilding stood. | “The fire vou speak of” he snh],i “destroved the old strucrure of the Dorothen 8 hood. That night a | brave m )f a plank span- | ning two every soul in the builuing {1} You never | heard ? See,” and Jor- | dan's oiuted to a neat column surroaded by an iron fence, and bear- | fng & brond wetal plate plainly visible | | fn the whiic mooulight. | Plvallirond cription,” said the official. “in gi.teiul memory of Ran- some Jor ro, who lost his life after « een imperiled wom- en. lle “And t me, »d the pet- rified Jc “That wus yc nded the offi- clal, reverent! cap. “Held in loving men yecause you disap- peared tunid the f nd it was sup- | posed you had pe 2 | So the pilgrir > ended, but f{ts echocs, now made pub reached Lucky Gul head of Jor 's return. And when h arod ering de- putation ot ming friends knew he would now wecop A patient lovi ed her arm stepped from the “Oh, my love sobbed—"a man among mine, all mine!” (Copyrighy, 19! KEPT LIVING BY MAG French Physician Makes Publlo As sertion of Remarkable Suo- cess of Experiments, ful honor. man clasp- 1eck as he | she and hero!” men, my w Chapman.) NETISM Dr. Henry Durville of Paris, whose feats of mummiification and preserva- tion of animal and vegetable bodles his hands are ottested by well-known physicians, now asserts that by simi- lar pas he Las heen able to extend in an extraor! v way the results obtained by Dr. Carrel in preserving Iife in the detachad parts of lving or- ganism Durville, he has :'s heart, ths of 1 per , beating hou and mora by “magne! it with p sses I'rnn; time to In this way, he says, he also N icceeded in making the hinder parts of a frog ree electric current fifteen da fter kill- ing the ar 1, three days being the extreme limit under normal circum- stances. He further declares he tested his theory with two frogs' hearts. One of these which had ceased to beat he put in a maznetized serum: the other, still beating, was immersed in an on dinary serum. At the end of several days the magnetied heart bezan to beat and continued to beat at the con- tact of an electric current, while the other was completely dead Dr. Durville began his experiments witk & study of the effect of magnet- fsm on microbes, says he i< able to stupefy or even holera germs. He says also th mummified a hu ond to an Ways quarr: ried each stancing step for bett *“Yes, ond t wife k o x BEAUTI CF PARIG French Metropolis a Wonderfully Interesting Place. Its Millions of People, Picturesque Streets, Fine Old Houses of Many Perioc's, and Marvelous Water Stretches Attractive. Paris.—"Tout Paris"—a very large order indeca! “Ali Paris,” with its three millions of more or less happy inhabitants, irs twenty thousand acres of beautiful and picturesque streets, lined with countless elegant apart. ments, fine old houses of all periods, beautiful gardens and wonderful water stretches, is a subject to hold one in a state of constant delight for days and months and occupy one's pen al- most indefinitely. So wonderful and versatile is the interest of Paris that it is difficult to tell where to begin. To the traveler who begins at the grands boulevards, as most travelers do. Paris appears in its most characteristic modern at- mosphere, a busy, speedy hum of mor- bid traffic, dashing and crossing and intersecting, constantly getting tang- led at the crossings and as speedily (as if by miracle) disentangling—an artery of rapid transit flanked on each side by broad pavements lined with immense trees and walled at an al- ways uniform height by tall apart- ments with beautiful iron ballustrades. Alternating shops and cafe-restau- rants constitute the ground floors ot these buildings, and also, often, their other floors; large gilded signs ap- pear through the tender green of April foliage; flaring posters bearing con- ventional ballet girls and Parisian roues, announce the night's attrac- tions at the playhouses, or sing the praise of a liquor or cordial. The center of all this activity, this rushing and whirling of taxi cabs and motor busses, this loudness of posters, this gaiety and insouciance of the boule- vard is rightfully the place of the opera, surmounted by the opera it- self, with its pale green bronze dome and wonderful colt 2d" facade, ‘a wide ¢ forever full of high speed friffic, from which radiate those famou s, the Rue du 4 Septem- bre, th Rue d shops, 1 and certainly th tractive » I'Opera and the d with elegant t in the world, t attractive. tauy of these at one comes presently i 7 e Residence of President Poincare. to the banks of the Seine and finds oneself in the m st of the world's ac- knowledged finest municipal land- Scape gardening—the Tuileries, ex- tending from between the outstretched wings of the Louvre and continued be- yond the Place de la Concorde (whose Egyptian obelisk is a veritable pivot of traflic) by the Champs Elysees, crowned by the great triumphal arch of T\'npoleon, beyond which lies the Bois de Boulogne. To the side is the broad Seine with its many bridges, its little waves sp rkling in the warm sun, its waters f ed with bathhous- es and piers, people washing clothes and d almost equal | amount of splashing, and here and there the little I omnibus | steamers cleaving t y throu the yellow N water as ‘ll‘v‘\' ply r: idly up or ¢ wist teuil and C1 and with on. Up the river | one sees ud of the Cite, the first and earliest Paris, with the peaked towers of the Conciergerie, | the spire of St, Chapelle and the gl'aY‘l twin towers of Notre Dame de Paris. | C SR A BOY, PINIONED, SURVIVES TIDE Youth Is Saved From Death After Long Battle With Water In West River. 11 { the is New Haven, Conn.—John Goglik, aged 16, stared death in the face for four hours in an unusual battle with the swift incoming tide in West river. While swimming his leg was caught | In oue of the great tide gates that | prevent the water from overflowing | the meadows and efforts to release him were unavailing. The fire and‘ police departments were called out | i;l.d a ‘i;. crowd gathered, A rub- ber tube was inserted in the boy's‘ 'he water passed over his | ht breathe | 1cceeded gate | in | al- h over the S ued De- | uie on his leg it | & tream betwixt Au- | 202 | ‘¢ glve sometihng of perman n The sidewalk that i maiy of CEMENT 18 the wal weather will not effect. NOW, before the inclemep; , er of late fall sets in, haye , those needed walks, repair v, lar and make other r'-pa‘}; should be done with CEMEN] Ask us for figures—we'r, & submit them, ] T MU T T \ » Lakeland A ruifi; Stone Work H. B. Zimmerman, © ~ ricn, Pure, from cows inspected und pas sterlized cre: by the City Pure Food Dep: men:. Manufactured iy the most modera and p couditions. ALL Iingrod !rnat 50 to make our # {l MUST be the standard of # g ity and quality. There ¢ diffcrence in “Frozen o s | learn to say § tards” and POINSZTI « Cream. Try it. et eraciomes Pt v AR AG Co i e fOE SALE BY ke Fharn ! 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