Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, September 11, 1913, Page 2

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PAGE TWO THrn EVENING TELaGHAL, LA . ¥V Sale there. thev have vaultstoprotect it, Often we see newspaper accounts of people having been robbed. Sugar bowls, rag bags and all those other places where peoplc conceal money, are well known to burglars, Hide it in OUR BANK. then you know where you can find it. Do Your Banking With Us First National Bank OF LAKELAND j j The best place to hide money is where they ‘ TNIAGAE: | RN T AR T A M A SO I A i i 1 w o o & % | i F. « Tr e ye&, ¢y ; ! u’;r'fi : J s [ o lasmdry week i what you ave leoking lev amd | T\ atviag Try us, il A 1 & o P V oy aemy b ‘ & by west Main 8. “LUCK IN CLOOSING GLASSES || v b e oy 8 goTiothing dgh you asx't want tol| Never buy them witheut || trust to, llaving your eyes tested. us and it will Have 1t be done There will be nothing *chancey” about it. lone by J thoroughly and accurately. Duying glasses any other way is llke taking medicine in the dark. It's dangerous. a& B UL L lakeland Hia. e QLE Jewelers and Optometrists Phone 173 : | § De Rit SIEAM PRESSING CLUB Prossing nod Alteration. Ladies Work a Specialty. Work “ar apd Deltversd. Prompt Bervice . Batlsfaction Guaran- B R T Y e T F M. WELLES =+ : : ¢ Maosger tueky Ave, P FF T ZDEFTRSL RIS IR POFP0O DR evry MO RN 4 Wy SO0 S R R Tl ¥ N Ry P W. K. Jackson-ssocues- W, K, McRat Owner and Manufac- Real turers' Agent Estais Brokerage--Real Estate Tcll Us What You Hove to Scll, Wc Will Try to Find a Buyer Tcll Us What You Wantto Ruy; Ws Will Try to Find a Seller Rcoms 6 and 7, DEEN & RRYANT;Building Lakeland B LY Florida i 100 W ledrg L vl e = i o H/de yozir moneyin our) HTTLEN Bd/)fl"}"lz will be jl i | H i 'l | well, ' do not expect ever to marry.” B - : ! Ptone 257 Bowyer Building *| M| 3% 38 | She Made Atonement for Wrong Committed Eighi Hundred | Years Before. By H. M. EGBERT. Little Miss Brown had one bright spot in her otherwise drab life; that was her friendship for Merton Cald- She was decldedly an old mald, as | New England reckoning goes. She looked thirty; she was actually thirty- five. Caldwell was thirty-seven, but then a man ages more slowly than & woman. On her thirtieth birthday Miss Brown had looked at her reflec- tion in her mirror and said: “Now I Caldwell was no hero; he was just a New York business man. He spent his summer vacation at Cape Cod, in the village where the little schoolmis- | tress taught. The Browns were of an old family, and had settled in Mas- gachusetts very soon after the Pil- grims landed. The friendship which gprang up between Miss Elizabeth and the visitor was so spontaneous, 80 naturally renewed each year for those three weeks of Caldwell's vacation, that it was accepted by both as the most ordinary thing in the world. Some of the neighbors gossiped, but that wes what neighbors always did, Miss Brown reflected. “I shall not be here next summer, Miss PBrown,” said Caldwell one bright afternoon In August. They ! had been strolling together along the ghore. The wind had caught the schoolmistress’ hair and blown it about her tanned cheeks. Shse looked the picture of health and beauty—but Caldwell did not ses anything unusu- al. He was & silent, introspective | man; she might have assumed the con- tour and aspect of & Venus and he would not have noticed. “I am going to take six weeks and visit Encland,” be coutinued, not knowing that Migs Brown was sudden- ly quiet. “I am going to take in all the old Northuaberland castles and—" “Northumberland!” echoed Miss Brown. Py o My fa come from there.” “But so did v " ¢aid Aiss Brown quickly. “The I'rownes of Constable | “Northumberland!” Echoed Brown.” castle are supposed to be relatives of mine. If you go there you must visit the place, and tell me all about it. It i8 one of the show seats of the coun- ty.” They parted soon after, Miss Brown went back to her school, and Caldwell to his ofiice. Next summer he sailed for England, and in due time found himselt at Constable castle. The castle was itself notable, but more €0 the old Norman church. Elght ' hundred years ago it hed been found- ed by Sir R r Browne, the Crusader, | who lay beneath the marble efligy of himself and his lady inside the build- ing. The sexton, a grumpy old fellow, ex- patiated upon the history of the statue with shrewd calculation that the American visitor would bestow [ Ilar;oss upen him, “That's the tomb of Sir Roger,” he eroaked. “He lays there—all but his heart, which is buried in Jerusalem. | But his lady dont 1le by him. She went off with another knight while he was away, and they say"—his volce sank into a whisper calculated to awe—"they say that after eight | hundred years has passed she’ll come back to him, and he'll rise vp out of them stones and forgive her.” | “Now, John, you're telling the story | wrong,” interrupted a laughing volce, and Caldwell turned to find himselt | gazing into the eyes of a singularly pretty girl of twenty years or so. | “You are Mr. Caldwell?” she Inquired. | “We heard about you in the castle, and my father wants vou to come up to dinner and make our acquaintance. He thinks you must be connected with the Caldwells of High Ness.” “I was,” sald Merton, smil that was nearly two h ago.” laughing b memories | Won't you ¢ | the upshot was that, a week lat i know you are the exact image of Sir | seemed an « | He would sy« 1 ing After diuner tho syuire took him aside. “I ought to tell you,” he said, innocently, “that Mr. Caidwell and ed next autumn, that lasted a 1 ..‘\' 1 Sir roger's lady wa Merton Cald singularly u & pleasant ev make the castle s i " M| vd his welcome md warin., After he was invited to juarters, and er, e was still a guest there, and his host, the squire, re-olutely refused to let him depart, at least until the relation ship had been cleared up. “I think,” he eald, “that you and Lucy are twenty-ninth cousins.” i Lucy was the most delightful cous . in he had ever had. I She proved a mine of genealogy. “Why, I do believe I didn't finish’ that story of the legend,” she said one day, when they stood sid. by side at the tomb. “You know Lidy Browne was really a bad woman. She ran away to Lyonesse, in the west some- where—a mythical country far out in the Atlantic—while Sir Roger was in the Holy Land. When he came back he prophesied that im eight hundred years she would come back to him, * and he would recognize her and rise | out of the grave and pardon her.‘ But I must say it doesn’t look as though he was going to fulfill his promise, for eight hundred years were | up five years ago.” | The glamor of the English country-| side bewitched Caldwell. He could ! have lived there forever. But the short vacation was drawing toward its end. And a singular difficulty was troubling him. He loved Lucy. A shy, reserved man, 1e had never thought of mar riage until her sweet face and pleas- ant, simple ways attracted him. Would she come back with him? Or should he abandon everything, settle in England, and trust to being able to succeed there and to maintain her in her accustomed manner of life? That night he dreamed of her among the garden flowers; he seemed to see in them the renewal of the ancient league between the two familles; he wandered through the castle grounds, happy in his newly-found resolution. There was a newcomer at dinner—a Caldwell, He was a young fellow just down from Cambridge ,and evidently an old friend. “I'd have known you for a Caldwell any day,” he said to Merton. *“Do you Roger?” “Why, so he is squire. “How odd-—how extraordinari ly odd! Dou’t you ¢ Lucy?” Everybedy did, and tiie 1'(‘(0:;n1110n; el tn Merlc Perhaps ! he, then, w the old kuight, re-born to win his lady fn a new world, to| wipe out the unhappinecs of the past. t o Lucy that evem exciaimed the Lucy are to be mur 7 or a year. )spitable rten, dismally, An hour later he was in the Nore man church, besic be tomb., How soon his hopes had been dashed downl! What he had taken for dawning love was notiling but frlendship, sincere and unaffected. He must not betray himself! He must leave on the mom row. A beam of moonlight broke through a cleft in the wall and shone full upon the figures of stone. It lit up the an- clent lady's marble face, and, as it did so, Caldwe!l started back with an exclamation of amazement. The face of the knight was his—so much he had seen. But that of the lady was—not Lucy’s, but Miss Brown's. The family type had been re-created in her as though those elght centuries had been wiped out completely. There she lay, the little schoolmis- tress, with her delicate features, the effigy of her who had wandered away “to Lyonesse—a mythical country far out {r the Atlantic.” Then the full significance of the old story struck Caldwell like a lightning flash. It was coincidence, of course; he did not believe that the legend was to be fulfilled in them. But for the first time he thought of Miss Brown, his friend of five summers, patient, lovable; he remembered her face that day she said goodby, and her halr, | whipped back by the wind. | Half an hour afterward he was bid- | ding his host good-by in the hall of the castle. “A business matter, and positively not to be avoided,” he explained. “Yes, I take the early morning train. I'll be | up before you are down.” If Miss Lucy had guessed his feel- ing she would have thought herselt mistaken when she looked into his frank face. “I hope you will both be very hap- py,” he said. ‘And perhaps the old al- liance between the Brownes and Cald- wells will be repeated many a time.” They did not quite understand—une til they received his wedding an- nouncement, For, important as his businegs might have been, Merton Caldwell hurried first to Cape Cod. And he found Miss Elizabeth walkiug upon the sands alone. She stopped =nd joo! astouishment N e her cheeks. | “You—!‘._ e come back?” she stam- ' mered. “You 't like Englang, ! then? i i He laup! re it : e lau ove it,” he e | swered, d d \‘?1 i Sir Rog- fano- | Tmoan,” ke ¥cu g3t to 3. Chaoman,) aid the color flamed in | - . .PA'S MODERN AMERICAN AND EUROPIAYN DLSOT) BOTEL s - fortable lobby in the eity. Two Luge porches; do and well ventilated. Courteouy treaunent guy Oue person, without baih, §1.00; one person, TN AMBERIC AN ,,,,, e e A —————— S————————.__ i N N Hoty s, Liectrie ‘ | o LAN = ool badh, $2005 IwWo persons, :-.;:]1 baih, $3. L, M une person with bath, $5.005 WO persons witlipug | s with bath, $0.50. i i ——————— -~ i Qe s QEFQROBC 30 PR OEFOROROEC 5 (0 & i AUTOMOBILE OW NERS I have instailed a Vulcanizer and am prepareg: 1IRE REPAIRING of the most dfficult kind, and can give you s A4iad, ali§y tion and save you money. Also 3 Tires Flacea on Baby Girriages While You Wit 2 4 W. B. ARENDELL § Bicycle and Ceneral Repair € hop I Cedar Street, Just Back of Cent: al Fha:m::c; PUBROBDROTOPDIEOFOFOHOFDVOHD CORIHIGO0000000GH ; CORARTRAHR IR GO, 1K AN | The Lodges..fOR L] 1) ‘ /Jaw J i\ l Surgical (g Household 3 Sick Rocm NI plles go tol Lake Pharm Bryan's Dr.g & faim Chagpter, U. K. B, meets ¢vei, scond apd fourta Thursday nigo. © each wonth wt 7:30 p. m “ora Keen, W. M.; 5. F. Wilsn wey. J My Lakeland Lodge No. 31. F. & . . Reguiar communications held o second and 4th Mondays at 7:3¢ y ». Visiting brethren cordially *x A, J. C. OWENS, W. M, J. . WILSON, Secy We wil! send il lyou and will try !you right, PHGONT ¢ K OF P, Yeguisr moeting every Pueaes w V130 at 0dd Fellows Hall, Vigi ' ¥ wembera always welcome ¥. D. BRYAN Chancellor Comma \ M. L ACKSON, Secretary. P08T §3, @ A B Maatp rne qril Saturosy = ontn at 10 & m. at the iome | M. Aparling oo Keuiucr 4 ; | 7h | R TALLI : Tt oo e s ! ana Chupt ‘ m ote the first T b iacath 14 iy companicny welcomed Leopard, H. P.; J. F, Wila Bany A R F Pure, ricn, s Lakeland Camp No. 78, W. 0. w '} meets every Thureda nluht. Woo: |n [f0m cows luspect: aep Clrclg firet and third Thursds [ , by the City Purc | vternoons at 3:00 o'clock. WV i ttridge, Council Commander; Mr: | £ men Manufa ‘ula Hibb, Guardlan of Clrcle. B B ——— |} the most modern 5 . | "JLK ENCAMPMENT ' concttions. A L] | that Lo to make : MUST be the stan NO. 2, I 0. 0. Polk Encampment No. 3, 1 « | ., meets the first and third ;!. iays. Visiting Patriarchs welcon. F. A. McDONALD, Scribe 1. B, ZIMMERMAN, Chiet Patriarch. ity and quality. diftcrence in ‘'k learn to say tarde” snd POIM- Cream. Try it. SR R GLAWE ML & ’ urange Blossom Div. No. 34 | .1 A to B. of L, E. mests eve. | ‘acond and fourth Weduesdaye | U SALE AT moutd gt 2:30 p. m. Vislu diaters always welcome, l - o Y MRS, J. C. BROWN &ecy | ldkB i AR Weets eovery Tuesday night at ‘! yelock, at McDonald’s hall, H AR G Sl | Uunited Brotherhood of Carpenter: aud Joiners of America, Zocal 1776 Meets each Thursday night . Morgan & Groover hall, ove Bates’ Dry Goods Store, Visitin, brothera welcome, R. L MARSHALL, Presider * 1. W. LAYTON, Vice Prey. ‘ 1k J. W. LOGAN, Treasursr i li‘ » ! H. FELDS, Fin. 8scy. l iy H. F. DIELKiCH, Rec. Bocy H. L. COX, Conductor UEL BOYER, W. BCARR, L. WILLOUGHBY, LAKELAN L /.74 The sidewalk that is of CEMENT {s the © weather will not effect i e Elnora Rebekah Lodge No. ¢« Aeeis every second and fourth Mon ‘ay nights at L. 0. 0. F. hall. ¥t 2€ brothers and sisters rdially avited, . ) MRS. T. E. ROBERTSON, N. G MRS, GUY ARENDELL, Bee. NOW, before the incicz™ er of late fall sets in, ' those peeded walks, repa'’ lar and make other '} sheuld be done with CEM:Y e N G Lake Lodge No. 31007 =eots Friday nights at 7:30, at 1. 0. F. hall. Visiting brotiers ar ordially invited. Js B REYNOLDS, Sec. 0. M., EATON, N. @G. Ask us for figures—we'™ submit them. Lakeland Arifi ORDER OF EAGLES, I The Fraternal Order of Eagl: S'One \Y Of”\ "8 every Wednesday right & 3 ] 40, at 04d Fellows’ pall, H. B. Zimnerman. ! H. WILLIAMS, President. |e—ee E M SMmMALS Secretary | - RO Y Begin Early te Train C" e BPOL It is habit alone that cr* ‘ikeland Lodge No, 1231, Benev | ¥0e in the chiid, and for i* t and Protective Order of Eis 2 1t 18 not tor-aed earir. TRGLY night §p joo | DATA, Bitter ‘~:arfare slelice. Visiting bre. GEORGE MOORR. §, R rYRlly ®

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