Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, September 10, 1913, Page 8

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*AGE EIGHT i — e e e Uit PR (e e Tillie was employed in the new post ARRLATERLANEELALRLHALANEEE HALLENEEN LN RS LG AN | ofice. She was an old maid, the b —— | neighbors said, but then they did not 2 neEEn LI L AT VARV o W { know that Tillie thought of Jim every '} i ELR VA’TS II'“' T | ( [T | y ] fThey Were Engaged, but Jim, Finally Married Another Girl. By HAROLD CARTER. The “Rochester” foundered many ears ago off the Maine shore. She was an old slaver, put, since the war, %0 the happier task of running car goes between Portland and Boston and other seaports along the Atlantic eooast. Jim Purvis was the son of the Aquamuskat banker, and he was put under the care of the skipper be- eause he was wild. His father thought & taste of seafaring life might oure Aim. Perhaps it would have done, had oot the “Rochester” gone to pleces dn an Atlantic gale. All that was ever found of her was a piece of tim- ber with the name on it, and an empty water-keg. It was a frequent incl- dent; nobody remembered it after a month had gone, except the families of the bereaved men, their friends and sweethearts, But Tillle Bent had to break the @ews to Millicent Ives. The dead man’s father dared not do it. Milli- oent was Jim's sweet heart and they ‘were to have been married that fall, # Jim were cured of his propensity to roam. Millicent was a cold and wather heartless girl, but the old banker, who had made the match, thought her the acme of all that a ‘woman should be. The Ives family ‘was a very old one and lived in a big house In the same town as the banker, | They were the two rich families of Aquamuskat, Tillle was only the maid. She had | gone to school with Millicent, but '‘when her father died and the little garm was sold there was no way in | ‘which she could earn a livelihood ex- eept by service. She was a simple | country girl. With better chances she | might have become anything. But | whe had no resources and she was | mot beautiful; she took the only =wourse open to her, When Tillie broke the news Milli- eent wept and lost her appetite for wHW VPVENING o4 RGRaM, UAK ELAND, FLA., SEPT. (6, 1913, day of her life. She could not bear to picture him, the spirit of cour | age and youth, battling for his life | in the salt waters. Often she would stroll along the | “Ten miles to Albany,” the sign| He who rules beach and watch the pounding break- read. Phil, the chauffeur, glanced in- knows nothing of the secret passage ers, look at the distant ships and quiringly at Mr. King, for whom he way leading from wonder whether they, too, carried had been driving all through the sum-‘ his own royal res- boys like Jim aboard, who had left mer. idence to the pal- their sweethearts behind them. | “Shall T let her out, sir?” l'ace of the Strozzi. That Jim was still alive she had | Mr. King nodded. then, turning con- ' probably only one no notion, until the shock came. It fidingly to Phil, he began to tell him man knows of it. came in the person of Millicent, white what Phil had long suspected, that He is very old, as a ghost, and trembling. She en- he was deeply in love with the beau- half mad, almost tered Tillie's cottage late in tho eve- tiful Miss Meeks, whom he had visit- ' wholly childish, ning. ed every week-end for many months. ' and lives in a di- “Tillie!"” she cried. “Jim’'s alive!™ | Phil listened attentively to every lapidated old Tillie pressed her hand to her' word, and by a subtle understanding castle somewhere throat, but she betrayed no emo- invited further confidence, {up in the Carpa- tion. For Jim's sake she must never| ‘I don’t quite know,” Mr. King . thjans. His name let Millicent know. 8poke apologetically, “why I always 'i{s Giovanni, he “A letter came for me. Didn’t you have had a desire to confide in you, comes of the recognize the hand? Jim was picked but I simply must.” ,branch of that up by a liner and has been & sailor| Phil smiled proudly, and opening princely family all these years. He has risen to be up the valves slowly increased the which fled from By EDWARD BRANDON. By W. W, HINES. ! s { in Ancona teday R B s S R { {lassijiec Adveri:. 3 R LOST— a 1ob with 1oy .'- LE : ) Initlals F. J. w, engr, . front of locket. King . Lk turn to News office uug ward. - ~CUR DA FOR SALIE—New 5-room house and 2 1-2 acres at city limits. 51,750.’ The Joan F., Cox Realty Co. 11 4 WANTED—Expert oo a\a— maker solicits Patronage, | belts and buckle Lootg mag: §| der. Full equipment of ery will be installeq ip twgs to accommodate Customer dispatch. Philip Fischer 2 4 FOR SALE—20 acres on South Fiorida Ave. Fine location. $6,000. The John F. Cox Realty Co. 1124 ‘F;)R SALE—New house, 6 rooms | and bath. Lot 52x140, Price| FOUND—Where you cup y, | $2,100. The John F. Cox Realty | BARRED ROCK chicks g i 1124 | for hatching. At Kig s, 1 ;OLD HOUSE FOR SALE—WIl] take Yards, Winston, Polk coyy; a captain. He has a fine ship, and it has put in at Portland and he's coming home tomorrow to claim me. Tillie, you must break the news.” Tillie was expert at that, “I love Jim,” Millicent babled on. “I'm going to get a divorce and marry (him. I have plenty of money and the house is mine. | rled by Christmas and Jim can retire ! from the sea and live here with me, Tillie, you will be diplomatic, won't Q you? He is going to meet me on the | sands at four. You must be there in- stead.” | “Yes,” answered Tillie, At four o'clock she was pacing the shore in dumb, helpless misery. She knew that Millicent had always gained her ends. Jim must have pre= served her memory all those years. Millicent was beautiful, and Tillie was growing into a plain old maid. Tillle cried a little, and then she grew very brave, for somebody was coming to- ward her from the cliff, But this tall, bearded man, this was not Jim. This could not be Jim! Til- lie forgot the years that had passed; she looked for the boyish gait, the smile. She stared incredulously, This was not Jim, “Tillie!” He had taken her by the hands and was staring at her incredulously., Then he had folded her in his arms | {and was kissing her as he had kissed her on that memorable night. And she was allowing it, poor, trcacherous Tillie. Well, Millicent had had her chance, “Tillie! T never dreamed that you would be here. When I heard Milli- cent was married I felt like a free man the first time in years. I had to be honorable—you told me that—and I couldn’t come home.” —ia— _GOJOM TeRS (K1 8he Would Stroll Along the Beach, nearly a week. Gradually she became recouciled. Within a month she was busy breaking the hearts of the young men of Aquamuskat. Her grief for Jim had been conventional; Tillie knew that Millicent was incapable ‘of depth of feeling. But after she had performed her task she went into ber own room and cried her heart out. She was the only person that had ‘ever loved Jim or understood him. And on the evening before Jim's de- parture he had come to her and put his arms around her, “Tillie,” he sald, “I'm going away, and 1 want to tell you I love you and always shall.” Tillle was not a strong-minded girl. ‘Bhe ought to have told Jim to re- member Millicent, but she loved him, and ull she could do was to try not %0 let him kiss her and to cry on his aboulder. But he did kiss her—once, “And when 1 come back it's you Tm going to marry and not Millicent, Tillle,” he said. 8he tried to scold him and told him %o remember Lis honor, but Jim only Mughed at her. “I guess thero isn't much honor in ! the case,” he said. “Millicent loves me about as much as she loves any- | ‘Dody—that is to say, a little less than ! she loves herself.” { Bitter words for an engaged man | %0 utter about his future bride, but ! Jim had been caught in the vortex of the little soclal life he hated, and be had never loved Millicent, though de dared not oppose his father’s wish or break an engagement into which Do had drifted. That was all that passed between them. Tillle did not know that Jim Yoved her; she thought his kiss was only a boy's momentary passion. But when she had broken the news Tillie went up to her rocom and cried bitter ly. Then she went about her task a8 bravely as bafore, Beven years passed. Millicent had Peen married five of them. She lived with her husband in the big old ®Purvis house, for the banker had left everything to her when he passed away. Millcent's married life was oot & happy one. She aund her hus- band quarrelled bitterly most of their lives. Sometimes she thought regretfully of Jim. He would have been more docile; he would have gratified her whims, | { — | beth offered her a ducal coronet, which “You love me, Jim?" “I have always loved you, Tillle. And now I am going to marry you.” “But Millicent loves you Jim. She feels that her marriage was all a mistake. She wants to get a divorce and marry you by Christmas. She—" Jim was looking very grimly at her. | “Do you think—ean you think I want that kind of woman for my wite, Tillle, when it's you, you. you?" Tillie couldn't answer that conund- rum, so she let Jim kiss her again. (Copyright, 1913, by W. G. Chapman,) | GREAT WOMAN OF HER TIME Margaret Roper, Cotemporary of Queen Elizabeth, Deserves to Have Her Name Remembered. There are some great women in the age of Elizabeth as well as great men who adorned that remarkable period ! of adventure and literary activity, but few of whom had their name passed on to future generations. Perhaps the | greatest of these was Margaret Roper, | daughter of Sir Thomas Moore, who was well skilled in Greek, Latin and other languages; proficient in the scle ences, as then known, and as remark- able for determination and strength of character as the great queen herself, | Tradition records that Queen Eliza~ she refused lest it should be consid ered as a compromise for what she considered the judicial murder of her | tather by Henry VIIL The head of Sir Thomas Moore was stuck on a pole and placed on Lon- don bridge, where it remained 14 days, Margaret Roper determined to gain | possession of this gruesome trophy. Aubrey tells how she proceeded: “One day, as she was passing under the bridge looking up at her father's head, ! she exclaimed, ‘That head has lain many a time in my lap; would to God it would fall into my lap as I pass un- der it She had her wish for it did ! fall into her lap.” Aubrey’s account of this miraculous happening is thus i . explained: She bribed a bridze keeper to throw it over the bridge when he should see her pasting under in a { boat, and the exclamation that she i made was a cue d evised between her and the bridge kecper. When sum- i moned before the council for having ' the head in her bossession, she bold. ly declared that her “father's head should never be food for fishes.” For this she was imp: isoned, but was scon liberated. She retuined the head, which she had eaclosed in a leaden bex and preserved with the tonderest devotion. —_— Mirrer Cauge, To prevent the tipping of a mirror, smooth and round at the ends a thin piece of wood about five inches long. Piace this at the middle of the back of the dresser with a screw, like a button. It is easily pushed down i¢ you wish to tip the mirror, and it con- spicuous may be strained to match ia color the wood of the dressei, We can be mar, | said nothing, and they sped on | over rough roads and smooth, fast i $756 if sold at once. Florida & — speed, until the trees and fences were (Italy in the fif- B G Gend Co., phexs 73 FOB COUNCIT 1Ay b mere specks, 80 quickly were they teenth century (M une Bldg. 1085 | 'The many friends angd g, passed. Finally they slowed down, gnd took service | then drew up in front of a low white with the reigning ’ house. i house of Ancona. “Come for me about nine,” Mr. History says he King called as he ran up the path to , Was prime minis- the house. iter of Ancona In the garage Phil removed his ganq that his serv- visored cap and coat to work on the _ices to the state car, and for an hour he cleaned vig- won him much ) orously. honor from his royal master. R SRR He was a slight chap, with soft When the late king succceded to' FQR RENT—Rooms for light house: eves and a winsomo smile, really oo ' the throne there were three who ! keeping, Call at 405 South Flor- refined looking for his position, kpew of this passageway. The king ida avenue. 1128 though as he worked he scowled, and was one; Giovanni Strozzi was an- his face was not quite pleasant. Ho other, and the wife of Giovanni Stroz- was thinking with bitterness of all i was the third. Mr. King had told him, and a great, Now, in those days and in the half- .FOR RENT. | | FOR REN7T— Furnished bedroom Apply at 402 W. Lemon St. 1135 ¥YOR RENT-—Furnished rooms for lizht housekeeping. No children resentment grew in Lis heart toward gayage little countries upon which the desired. Apply 401 North Flor- the woman, who in his estimation Cyrpathians look down it was pre- 1da. 1134 was far from good enough for his em- , eminently the duty of prime ministers ployer. ) i to find out the secrets of other people, | ~o A He was still bending over the car| go it came to pass that once the | N’[ ]1 when he was called to the telephone. king, coming all pu“n([fln(](\(i' ed | o lsce aneous. “Phil,” Mr. King called, “come for t me at once, and bring all our stuff. We're going home tonight.” A lump came in Phil's throat, and he couldn’t answer. When he did, no one was there. and dy hrough this secret passagcway, entered the boudoir of the fair who preferred a handsome young to a rather elderly primme minister. And the king, finding the lady wait- |ing for him, indeed, but ¢ | | WANTED(— Your safety razor blades to resharpen. Made bet ter than new. 25¢, 35¢ and 50¢ dozen. TLakeland Furniture & te doead, Scarcely fifteen minutes later they hastened with all stealth Lack to the Hardware Co. 74¢ were on their way to New York. I royal palace, i Tor over an hour neither spoke, | Strozzi, it was declared by lis en- | POSITION WANTED—By a first though several times Phil cast covert emies, held that all true statceralt ! class stenographer. Phone 196. glances at Mr. King, to find he was was embodied in Muchiavelli's 5 1168 looking with unseeing eyes at the “Prince.” This had been toid the road ahead bathed in the moonlight, king, and it increased his respect for | o At lencth Phil laid his hand un- derstandingly on Mr. King's shoulder. The quiet sympathy brought a half sob, and he turned and faced him. “0Old chap,” he said, brokenly, “she’s only been playing with me; she loves another man.” He gently pressed the shoulder, DUFFY’S DEAD SHOT CHILL AND FEVER TONIC—2 to 65 doses guaranteed to break up any case of chill and fever, or lagrippe Taken as a tonie, it will build up the system, improve the appetite and muke life worth living. For sale at all drug stores 25¢ a bot- tle. his minister. Moreover, when he read ; “The Prince” quite through and ab- | sorbed all of the chapters on the ’rlghts of vengeance and the best {methods of obtaining the same, it | made him just a little bit afraid. The face of Ser Giovanni was always a but smiling mask and one could never | and O | guess what knowledge his fertile | of N. A. Riggins, r¢ Ward three announce 1y didate for Councilman 1o f unexpired term of R. [, . in special election Sept, o . EVERY DAY s bargain store but Saturday is ¢ s hats. Owens Dry Goods r.," 18 e e LOST—His job because he ¢ have the proper comnar training. Do not let jt fine to you. Cet in touch with B. C. and prepare yours: only to get a job but t, 0. ,8horthand S Bookkeeping, writing, penmanship ang graphy. ; e e et e, LoST . In Lageland, Saturd.y, a bag of goid; big r July the finder. 1 will b '[‘; Jeremfah’s Bargain (o Ir front of . B. Djcson “"l, Store and the rewuard ‘wi'l ‘g at Room No. 12, Fuicy & Iy building, by Smith an; M.\ " 18 Y SEPI IS ON ) | Ix Just 8o, i Curiosity s finding ont mfllt about somebody else that don: X gern you and which would mak mighty mad {f somebody else ’!e i brain might own. Manufactured by G. E. |1t out about you when it o0 and ever faster, following the trail Of | Thug for a time the king feared a| Scott, Lakcland, Fla. 968 ' sarn romebody elsa 28 the night hl}o the dawn. Just as the | little and then less, and then not at | TR gray was giving way to the roseate | q1), ’ Ig hues of early momlnxg they reached | Apq in the due course of time, | \'r! the top of a long hill; at the foot | thanks to the wily diplomacy of this ' was a railroad crossing. Never slack- model prime minister, whose devo- ening, they started the descent. tion to his country and his royal mas- » o G ‘ 7€ About half-way down he shut off | ter waa the talk of the chancellerles s, \/ s the power and applied the brakes. | of Europe, the many troubles of An- m ° .! There was no slackening of the ter- | cona came to an end. This took twen- k rific speed, and he realized that he ty years, and the king was very tired J Ya” ””0” could not stop the car; and on the of being & king. So he consulted with U ! crossing, reaching entirely across the | his prime minister and decided that it road, was a freight train. he wouid abdicate in favor of his son. uyl"a ””ERE w (] “I've lost control,” his volce was In these later years the secret of " irl scarcely more than a whisper, the passageway had been discovered i Mr. King looked at him as one in a | by a very discreet ard devoted lackey IO MW B”y [ ] 8 trance. Phil steered for the side of {In the service of Strozzi and was, of ) the road where the grass was long | course, duly reported by the prime sp g and soft. minister to the king. So it was nat- R a8 " When they were near enough for {ural that it was now used by the - \ one jumping to land on the soft sod | two. I he said in a commanding tone: On the eve of the day upon which i [ “Jump!" the abdication was to be announced 8 “But you—" Mr, King looked hope- | to the people, the king came throngh | N lessly at Phil, { the passageway and talked long with 3 fA 1, Clear and incisive, the command | his prime minister. This was in the 8 & ,i was repeated. He hesitated for a | room which Strozzi called his library. ‘ second, half standing, then he leaped, | The king noted that it contained but l‘: and knew no more. two volumes. One of these was “The e y 5 ?‘ Phil, afraid to look at him, moved | Prince:” the other purported to be T'he sclection will be the best quickly from under the sicering | the secret history of the Medici. He T Wheel, still keeping his Ind on it, hig | remembered that the Medici had been i ’ [ | left hand on the arm of the seat. Sud. | very skillful in the art of administer- The Va”e[) unmatChEd Pa denly releasing his hold, when about | In& poison and the juxtaposition of the T Hi ten feet from the track, he jumped, | olumes was unpleasant to his nerves. i Y landing flat in the dusty road. P He note1 with pleasure that tonight he quahty unsurpassed P A second later the car crashed into | the smile of the prime minister had " - the frelght. ‘ in it less of that chill for which it was The price the lOW’CSt i When Mr. King came to, several “°';‘Ed- hours later, in a farmer's house, his alk of the future leads ever to A 4 first question was for Phil. talk of the past, and they drank much A“ these YOU flnd at Oul’ StOl'e jn “Your chauffeur is safe,” he wag|Wine. But, presently, the king es- 4 told, “but—" sayed to rise nd found that he could T “What?” he questioned. not do so. Nor could he speak. His JUSt "ade W lth us : “Your chauffeur is—is a woman.” :rnln was quite clear, and he could Th 1 h “A—oh, my God!” he dropped back |hear Strozzi distinctly. is se ivie on the couch. i “Complete paralysis,” the manner " SL“ACS the ques“on Of LVL Q N A year later they were in a brand. | ©f the prime minister was that ot a P new car. Phil, in a long coat and tiny [8clentific experimenter who hns e 2 Bat, was dhvivg. complished his desiro. The eyes of Best Bntter, per poond. ..., .. . Beesessssacecass A0 [N “Phil, dear,” he said tenderly, “you | the king were piteous, » T mont B 90oud o baving buen b m“TTE““" vears I have walted.” said Bugar, 17 pounds . ... .. EETETPRPPIP I FL chauffeur, for it isn’t every fatherless |the old statesman. His smile was ac. i < girl who would do so much to sup- [tU8lly wWarm now. There was rea] Cottolene, 10 pound vails. ..., CRSTTR T s “: port her mother. I love you for it, l:onnvoh:ncu in it. “Twenty years, my Cottolene, 4.pogpd pails. .. 2 te and a thousand other things. You |l!i®82. You were necessary to Ancona, PR AR A B AT saved my life, you know, and all T|2nd You cannot say, sire, that I have 4 pounds Snowdrift Lard, 50 can do fs to lay It at your feet” He POt always served my country to the : g tansie sy G took the hand resting on the wheel, |De¢st of my ability. It Is but right Snowdrift, 10-pound pails. . o ARIE 0% 1) “Then you don't think I did wrong | '8t I take interest for those twenty 3 R : to disguise mysclf as a man? She 'i::"trxsé l”;:;x\'«“' her dv;xll‘.l;—zm;'\hn nier- cans family size Cream ... .. .. LRSS SR L turned her head slightly and lookeq |®ful death. You see, I loved her w1, g . fnto his eyes, instontly reading much ‘ggz,v?sd ““1}“!! noitl :lmxsn "“1 pain. 8 cans baby size Cream..... .. ... R LI more than foreiveness there, Sgdddimmidl » ay well be that 1.2 ) ha 4 NS “I—T think T t command you to | 0% “.‘”V live twenty years more, barrel best Flour . ... T s T s & l}: take up the iife vou lay at my feet,” | VOLY Years of a living deatn, s; 12 pounds best Flour i3 she smited barnily, “and to ride io \o"e to betray the secret you L RN S s st . LR R R Shs ey 6wy s ri through life with your chauffeur.” _,‘,f";;‘i"":"‘*:';‘i’f Ween Uus, no power of Octagon Sosp, 6 for .. ... ... TR Ve e L Suddenly his arm was around her t‘;'nk Bt :0 l;‘ lanv;uchs’ b Gronnd Cof v SR Bis 10 Soatend 15 hats. i g a}:»::wfi “r.y:'u “The round Cofice, per pound ... .. S e £5 |w geance!” g e CRe § gallons Kerosene ..., .. ] a [t Second Nature. So the prime mintster passed out see S5 44 e R r Crawford—New York fis dancing {of the chamber to summon th ok i man. ants who wou e Crabshaw—No wonder. Whenever ity we ride in a public conveyance we are |from the 20 ts told to “Step lively."—Judge. 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