Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, September 25, 1913, Page 6

h “Clincher” Paint We know a paint which holds to the wood like a driven nail. Seasoncd lumber is porous. The pores are the empty sap- cells, White lead paint, which drics on tiie wood in the form of a solid, elastic film, fastens into these pores, and the whole coat of paint is actually riveted like armor- plate to the surface it decorates and protects. Atlantic White Lead Dutch Boy Trade Mar¥ and Pure Linseed Oil make the paint that spreads into a solid body. It becomes a part of the wood itself—an outer layer that prescrves the life of the lumber. Ve sell it as well as other painting req- wsites. Come in and have a talk with us about painting. Jackson & Wilson Co. OUR FALL LINE Of Hart Schaffner and Marx Clothing has just arrived. Also Bonar Hats, Kneeland Shoes and the Arrow Brand Shirts Our Ties this Fall in Velvet will surprisc you, as they are the grandest that have ever been in South Florida. Come in and look over our Boys’ Clothingalso Outfitter The Hart Schaffner & Marx Clothing he Hu JOS. LeVAY Lakeland Paving&Construction Co. : Artificial Stone, Brick and § Concrete Bullding Materlal . Estimates Cheerfully Furnished on Paving and all Kinds of Artificial Stone Work 307 West| Main Street- Phone 348-Black . FJHOFFMAN 4N DWIS ). P. NEWBECKER | Pres. Sec.& Tres. Supt, & Gen. Man. V. Pres & Asst Mae . [ sy~ T ORI IPUNCCTSTIVTOTITOTEDS IF YOU ARE IN THE MARKET For Tin, Sheet Iron, Copper, Zinc or any kind of Roofing Work, call the LAKELAND SHEET METAL WORKS Smith-Hardin Building (Phone 279 Ask for J. P, CARTIN We can fix that leaky roof. _Our Motto is: Modest Prices and All Work Guaranteed, 135850000800 080 0000000 es200aasere [ET922 202 ahT RS seg.eesd eseroarnseny 1235322231022 SR PRI ERRT Y THE FEVER OF LOVE By GEORGE ELMER COBB. Lucius Borden was the most modest and bashful young man in Creston, He had never been seen in his shirt sleeves, and whenever he was intro- duced to a young lady he either stared at her in a sort of shy adoration or act- ed so frightened and embarrassed, that it was an unpleasant experience all around. He had only one confidant in the world—his old Aunt Phoebe. They had lived a quiet uneventful life for many years and she had come to understand his ways thoroughly. “Aunt Phoebe,” announced Lucius, “I have caught it.” His relative glanced over her glass- es at his hands, expecting to see a fish dangling thence. “Caught what?” she inquired with interest. “The fever—the fever—" “Blessed boy!" cried Aunt Phoebe in a startled way—*"send at once for the doctor.” “Oh, I don’t mean that kind,” dis- claimed Lucius confusedly. “It's the fever—the fever of love I'm talking about.” Thereupon Lucius began to blush furiously. Purposely Aunt Phoebe evaded etaring him into still deeper embarrassment. She simply said: “Well, nephew, if the object of your esteem is worthy I am very glad of it.” “You are?”’ exclaimed Lucius, great- ly encouraged, “You know the Wil sons.” “Very well, indeed, and they are a fine family.” “With two daughters,” proceeded Lucius quite animatedly—"Bertha and Nannife. It's Nannie.” “Oh, it is? She's a bright eweet girl and would make any home happy.” “Thank you, said Lucius gratefully. “I'm going down to propose for her hand tonight.” He spent fully two hours preparing his toilet, for he was a man always particular about his personal appear- ance. More than once he opened a small case and glanced at a neat little 5 r “Caught What?” ring inside of it. ‘“Lucius to Nannie" was the inscription it bore. Now Lucius had done no distinct courting. He had known the Wilsons for many years and had been a regular ' weekly visitor at their hospitable home for over six months. The Wilson girls were great for company and the quiet well behaved young man had been wel- comed. The elder, Bertha, was a kind, good natured girl. She hL.d pitied the ex- treme shyness of their visitor and had paid him a good dea’ if attention. She was a true helpful triend and Lucius esteemed her as suct About all he did was to hover under the comforting shelte. of her presence while devouring with ardent glances the lively winsome Nannie at a dis- tance. It was a strange thing, but he was more bashful with the girl he loved than with the general run of gay ladies. Nannie had given him a good many bright glances. These he took for en- couragement and lived on them. In his reticent »vkwar¢ way he fancied that Nannie wmust =ee that he adored her, and everybod. else. When Lucius rcached the Wilson home that evening all in a bewildering flutter he found Bertha in the garden. She invited him to a rustic seat, kind and pleasant with him as she was al- ways. “I'd like to ask a question, Miss Wil- son.” spoke Lucius abruptly. “Certainly Mr. zrden,” she replied. “You are so kind and good to me. ! I've got a ring here,” and Laucius brought to light the little case. “It's an engagement ring that 1 may want to use later in the evening. Will you just tell me what tinger of the lady 1 put it on?” | “Why this one,” explained Bertha, i rather seriously too, and she held out her hand and Lucius slipped the cir- clet in place, took it off again and said gleefully: | “Did 1 do it right?” . “Oh, perfectly,” assured Bertha, and {she looked a trifle troubled. | “Then—could 1 see your mother, ! Mrs. Wilson, for a few minutes?” i “Just go into the parlor, Mr. Borden directed, “Bertha,” and 1 will find her.” “I've come—vou see, well, I want to ask you for the hand of your daugh- cr, Mrs. Wilson,” blurted out Lucius s the matron entered the room. as a peony and trem- He was red ° He felt like running bling all over. away. Having said so much, he was ? Kippered Herring 25C dumb. “Mr. Borden,” el | kindly, but he fancied very gravely, “] have anticipated this, for lh’rlhni just gave me an inkling of how mat- i I am very sorry, but my| ters stood. H gaged daughter has been secretly en to a young man, now abroad, for ovel‘i a year."” i “Oh, my!” gasped poor Lucius, wish- | ing the floor would open and swallow him up. “We are your friends, your true friends,” went on the kind-hearted lady, placing a sympathizing hand on the arm of Lucius. “It is our wish and desire that you continue to visit us. We value your company and we will always be your friends.” How Lucius got out of the house he did not know. He saw his fabric of loving dreams and ardent hopes all in ruins. Just crossing the garden he came upon Nannie. He advanced towards her. She de- liberately turned her back upon his, she actually made a face at him, and sailed away, her head lifted contemp- tuously in air. Heavens! was this the boastful friendship of the Wilson fam- fly? Lucius was crushed. He stole home wretched. After that when he passed Nannie on the street ehe turned her head away. He evaded Bertha. Lu- cius grew thin and pale. He wore the ring next to his heart, wishing to dle and hoping they would bury it along with him. It was at a town picnic that he next came directly in contact with any of the family. His aunt, really alarmed at his state of health, had induced him to take a little change and recreation. He groaned at the word. Lucius stole away from crowds to a secluded spot. He was staring dolefully at the river when a light form flashed before him. “I have found you. I am glad," spoke Bertha Wilson. “Mr. Borden, do you realize how mother and I are worrying about you? This is all wrong. We think everything of you and—" “Don't speak of it. [ kunow it,” said Lucius in a distressful tone. “That don’t mend it, though. Here, keep that as a memento and forget a poor miser- | able duffer who thought he had a right to live—and love.” tie extended the engagement ring his face averted. Bertha marveled but turned it over and over in her! hand. For the first time she read the inscription. “Why, Mr. Borden!" she cried, “you don’'t mean to say that it was Nannie you—you wanted?" “Who else?" inquired Lucius inno- cently. “Oh, I see the light. Oh, dear me! I know now. And poor Nannie— thought you had jilted her and has been worrying her dear little heart away. Wait here.” “What new misery is coming now, I wonder?" groaned poor Lucius, a novice in the ways of women. “Tell her—mother knows,” fell upon his ears a moment later and Nannie, blushing, was led before him by her sister. And then the big blundering fellow saw the light, too, and struggled out of ths labyrinth—and Nannie helped him. (Copyright, 1913, hy W. G. Chapman.) 0X CART INTERESTING RELIC Claimed to Be Oldest Wheeled Vehicle in the United States, and Cer- tainly Looks the Part. In Los Angeles, (al., there is now | on exhibition what is claimed to be | the oldest wheeled vehicle in the Uni. | ted States. This carreta, or ox cart, was last seen, some years ago by | a Pueblo Indian of the village of Tesuque, N. M. The tradition is that it was handed down from father to | son, in the same family, for enough generations to carry its origin back to the seventeenth century. The car, however, says the Pathfinder, shows evidence of having been repaired many times, and it is considered more | than likely that very little of the | original part of the cart remains. The wheels are hewn bodily out of huge pieces of sycamore and are | thirty-eight inches in diameter, six inches thick at the rim and two feet | through at the holes. The great an- | tiquity of the vehicle is proved by the fact that there is not a nail tor a piece of metal of any kind used in it. It is built entirely of wood and is fastened together either with wood- en pins or thongs of rawhide. It is an interesting fact that this cart 18 made exactly like the ox carts that have been in use in Southern Europe from the earliest historic times. One secs. for example, just such carts to this day in Thesaly and parts of Turkey. Fast Little Old New York, Judge tells of this convereation: “So you're 1§ 8 spoke the lady, very g | “Pure Food Store” back from New York, sir?” : “Yes. An’ tired out.” “Fast town, eh?" “Fast ain't 1o name fer it, | saw banks open ! ght t' ‘commodate | them as lose their money early in th | evenin’, I s an’ ln\\}'er<: offices open at thre: in th' mornin'- t’ fix up ther a hurry r.~'r d vorce an’ cai . " t till daylight: g, what else d' you think?" : “What else? Wall, 1 wouldp't 1e g'prised t’' hear of anything.” v “An’ saw a fun'ral goin’ liket with an automobile hearse leadin’ th* percession an' settin' th’ page!” “Wall, Si, I s’pose they have t' git 11 dead ones out o' th' way in a hypr . give th’ live ones room, oho" ty split This settles the question of living ‘ Best Butter, per pound. ... ... .. .. N ) ‘ fugar, 17 pounds . . ... R DA E e Cottolene, 10 pound pail. . ... ... ; RO A O Cottolene, 4-pound pails. .. ... .. L e ey e D t pounds Snowdrift Lard, RS ek VT Snowdrift, 10-pound pails. . ..., weses 13 3 cans family size Cream .. ... i6 bnueet e wiane e s § cans baby size Cream. . .. .. 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