Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, September 27, 1913, Page 3

THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKEI i W YARNE ~ss0r to W. K. McRas. - RANSFER uN'Es nee snd Hauling of All Kinay prompt 8nd Recasonable Bervice Guarani<ed | Household Moving a Specialty ..ue 57 Green Lakeland, Fir ’;-’Best Table in the Land of the Sky | Hotel Gordon Waynesville, N. G. \ i hear. of city. lectric lights every convenlence. Buths. No quitoes. Altitude 3,000 feet WEEKLY RATES $12.50 UP. (1AL FAMILY AND SEPTEN. BEE RATES. "D FOR BOOKLET- lhe Protessions- OO OBOMORCHCAINOBC UEL F., SMITH, M. D. Practice Limited to Treatment and Operations of Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat. Glasses fitted if needed. qgone: Office, -141; Residence, 22. Suite 1, Bryant Building, LAKELAND, FLA. ' 4. @ROCVAR, "« &AND BURSRON ¢ nod 4 Xentueky vy - xumd, fiue Alh i S TN znn umfl‘ W7 tildiag, Over Yostofiixe bone 88 oL@ S84 Rea \TTGRNEYS-AT-LAW Florida | Lakeland DR. SARAH E, WHEELER OSTEOPATH : and 3, Skipper PIuilding Lakeland, Fla. ce phone, 278 Black. plione, 278 Blue. C. C. WILSON PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON al Attention Given to Diseases | Women and Children. Office Bryant Bldg., Suite 9. Phoae 867. | BOGKERS, lawye: sonm U, Bryaas Reiles Phome ib3. » IMIAH B. SMITH NOTARY PUBLIC uvestments i» Real Seuwa: Ko Interesting snaps i i Wi .roan property, farme, #: ‘vé me at once. Will frae i8h Or on easy terms ¢ Futch & Gentry Blar Lakeland, Fla. ! B WUFFAXER Attorney-at Taw. usrt Blidg Bariow TXXR & TOCKR® -~[awyers-- Eaymonde Rldy > 00000000000 2t LOUIS A. FORT ‘THE ARCHITECT” PUbler Hotel, Lakeland, #la. TP 04000000000000° ! FRESTON, TAVYE Cverairs Kast of Cowrs Mewy ARTOW FLOERA ‘Pation of Witles amd N - Uriate Taw o Spesialiy . Kim pMMa POCOCK *LoUC STENOGRAPHER ' %45, Reom 11 L E9Y 'L No Signe on That Rosd. " 48 no signboards along the _.' Ccess. We have to paint ouy | “0se who have found the srally too busy to attend | —_— eh ul[i' [I.'J’JtBTflF It Appeared That Way on Sur-| face, but Everything Turned Out Lovely. By BRUCE BAYLIS. Everybody of consequence in Lon- don had come to know Herbert Fan- shawe, the American who was claim- ing the Fanshawe estates, covering thousands and thousands of broad acres in the most smiling part of the Midlands. The claim had bteen orig- inated by Fanshawe'’s grandfather, and it had been in the English courts for a little less than three-quarters of & century. Fanshawe's father had re- vived the suit, and a new judge had presided over a new court, addressed ! by new lawyers. And the case had slept and revived until the young en- gineer, with all the confidence ot i youth, had left his home city in Illi- nofs to press his claim. And he seemed likely to win. That was what startled everybody. Brand new evidence had been brought to light, and the issue was a foregone conclusion. Sir Thomas Fan- shawe was in despair. He was an old man, and if he lost, his daughter, his only heir, born to him when he was well past fifty, would be turned out of her historic home, penniless. Fanshawe had journeyed to Elms- dale to meet his solicitor and the de- fendants,. He was shown into a spacious room, where Sir Thomas, a gray old man, sat toasting his feet at the fire. Three lawyers sat gloomily around the mahogany table, and Fanshawe's lawyer, the only cheerful person pres- ent, was the only one who condescend- ed to notice him when he entered. The old man at the fire merely In. clined his head at the introduction, “Mr, Fanshawe,” said his lawyer, “Sir Thomas Fanshawe has made a singular proposal with a view to set. | “What Do You Want of Me? tling this trouble out of court. That is why I asked you to come down here.” “Yes,” said the young American briskly. “I am in your hands.” “Not in this instance,” answered his lawyer sharply. “Sir Thomas pro- poses that you drop your suit, leave him in possession of the estates until his death, become his heir, and marry his daughter, Miss Mary, whom you were kind enough to say you admired when you saw her in court.” Fanshawe gasped at the cold-blood- edness of the proposition. His law- yer seemed dismayed at his own suc- cess. His sympathies were palpably with the defendants. He was cold, al- most rude toward his client. But the mere words had set the EIHUE Ur 40 you want a post-nuptial settie L. ment?” “No, I am s ied,” said Fanshawe. He turned and went into the hall quif«e dazed. He put on his hat. lmdy followed him. the sunshine. He walked out of the grounds. Ten minutes later he was | on his wuy to London. He had been 80 stunned by the transaction that he | had run awzy. He wanted to be alone | to think. He had received ne advice | or suggestions; the sentiment of ev- eryone seemed to be that he was an interloper who had obtained his de- mand, but deserved to reap only the bitter tares that he had sown. He slept over his problem, and, when he opencd his morning paper, he saw a brief notice that Sir Thomas bad died the preceding evening sud- denly. Apoplexy was given as the cause of death. Fanshawe's lawyer recelved him with suavity. “I regret deeply,” he said, "but Sir Thomas died before he was able to sign that will. It is so ( much waste paper. The ownership of the estate depends upon the verdict of the court, which should be given today. If it is adverse, you will have nothing, since the Married Women’s Property act expressly deprives you of all claim upon your wife's estate. And--I must decline to act as your lawyer further.” “May I ask why?” inquired ¥an- shawe. “Because, sir, you have taken a de- spicable advantage of an old man's love for his daughter,” answered the other. “But I love her!" cried Fanshawe, and then, humiliated at the position in which he found himself, he left the office, Outside in the street he saw, in flar- ing letters on a huge poster FAN-' SHAWE CASE—RESULT. He bought & copy, and then, seized with a sudden thought, instead of opening the paper, he put it in his pocket unread and hurried back to Elmsdale. He could i gather no impression of what the ver- ; dlet had been from the butler's im- | passive demeanor. | “May I see Miss Fanshawe?” asked the young man. “You mean Mrs. Fanshawe, sir'!": inquired the servant, and when the | i other, chagrined, assented, Fanshawe | He went out mtu BATES’ BIG SEPT. SALE STARTED MONDAY, SEPT. 1 @ This is a genuine clean-up sale of numerous lines. Ready-to-Wear for Men, Women ard Children, A good 50c Cap a little damaged for . Men’s Hat going at HALF PRICE and LESS. $2.50 and $3 Hats for Shirts worth $1.50 for Something 10¢ . 50 ] 75¢ SEE WINDOWS Ladies’ Dresses worth from $1.25 to $1.50 for 98¢ Children’s Dresses worth from $1 to $1.50 for 98¢ Good For School Fruit-of-Loom and Lansdale Bieaching, 10 yards for . v 0 98c | was shown into the same room where ! YOURS FOR HOV uST he had sat the day previously. A fire | | was burning in the grate; it seemed | [ difficult to believe that the old man | MERCHANDISE who had warmed himsclf at it the day | before now lay dead in his room. | The door opened and his wife glided | ‘in. She wos dressed in deep mourn- | ing, but if there had been tears on her | § | face there was no sign of them now. | | She stood quietly before him. i i “What do you want of me?" ghe RO KR ¥ el G L ed | asked. “ | Pay as You Cnter.” ! "l want to say,” sald Fanshawe | Y TR 1 ! i 4 shand and wife at | thickly, “how sorry I am for the loss A thrifly hosbundiand wit ‘, 18t gf' you have red. Please do not think ' risburg have been attending different | on I e lnfin { | that T shall intrude upon your grief. | c?"l'm {lnll ‘M'”(Ix" ; ; i :"Ijl"" 2 ] , | But I had to have an explanation ‘" feol ARy Lo e DA UL DYeR) “ hy did you make this abominable | and concluded that the plan was ex- i } b'xr)', on ) | travagant. Now both attend the same i i Whui you 3 Ju/fl‘l o aB j ‘..;’-:)m Jlease my father,” she an- | place of worship and expect to enter swered xFll:);\';llR for ;he Ii‘rqt time a | 418 Eolilen Rake an:tite: RatN H0KN & > Carrier Mills Mail trace of emotion. “You and your J L { father and his father have embittered | our lives. You made my father's last | l k 1 d St l y "" | years wretched and hastened his end. A Little Wisdom. a e an ea”] alt”a | It was his constant terror that I would | A man with a half volition goes Phous 186 Went ) ™ | be driven out of my home when he was gone. With us the individual is subordinated to the family. For the sake of my father and all that he be- lieved in I agreed to marry you. Now, then, why did you make the bargain?” “Because I love you,” answered Fanshawe unsteadily. [ “You love me?” she repeated credulously. i “I love you,” he answered doggedly. , “I knew that unless I could get you‘ yesterday you would either turn me | from your home or leave it yourself, | and I should never see you again. You must remember that I have seen you several times before—in court,” he added, smiling. “That was my rea- son.” | backward and forward and makes ne way on the smnoothest road; & manm with a whois colition 1dvances on the roughest and wiill reach his purpose, if there be wvern a little wisdom in 1t —Carlyle. " —— e s v ey Telegram 10 Week l Poor Stlcklng. Sticking to a poor purpose makeg meny 4 poor stick in- | ; blood racing in Fanshawe’s veins. He | had loved her at first sight, this quiet, reserved girl in black, with the dark | hair and eyes, the soft speech, a typl- | cal scion of an old and proud coun- try family. i “What does Miss Fanshawe say?” | asked the young man, quietly enough, though he could hardly control his voice. The old man spoke. “Mary!” he called. The girl glided into the room and stood looking at Fanshawe with- out expression. ‘“Are you willing to make this sacrifice, my dear?” her father asked. She nodded, and looked at Fan- shawe as though he were an fnanl- | mate object. | “Are you willing, Mr. Fanshawe?” asked his lawyer. “I presume that such an alliance will mean a good deal to an American. The Fanshawes came over with the Conqueror. And naturally Sir Thomas does not want his daughter to be turned out of her home.” “I'm willing,” answered Fanshawe | thickly. He would win her love aft- erward, he assured himself. He could not let her go. He had never loved any woman as he loved her. “Then,” said one of the lawyers, *the ceremony may as well take place now. I am the registrar for this di- vision. You are both willing to take each other for better or—worse?” He smiled acidly at his jest. “Please sign your names here in the presence of these witnesses,” he said. That was all. They were man and wife. Fanshawe looked stupidly | around him. What should he do| next? “Here is Sir Thomas’s will,” sald Fanshawe's lawyer. “There will be no | later will. You can rely on his honor? | | | | he resumed. | a8 it may seem, I have not looked at | answered. | 8o different He drew the paper from his pocket and placed it, still folded, upon '.ha table. { “Of course you know the verdict,” “But I do not. Strange MR. BUILDER Get Wise, Be Wise and Stay Wise by Trading With Us. Best Linseed Qil 752 gal. Best Paint, one gal. makes two $1.85 keg 20d Wire Nails $2.50 keg 10d Wire Nails $2.60 keg 12 by 24 41 t sash $1.00 12 by 30 41 t sash $1.25 Field Fence 24x12 20c rod Field Fence 42x12 30c rod. Field Fence 48x12 32¢ rod If you need storage room see We can sell you space. that newspaper. I resolved before do- fng so to visit you here and say to you: whatever the verdict has been, whether in my favor or yours, will you give me a chance to win your love? Will you let me visit you here once a week and talk to you, exchange opinions with you, learn your ways of thought and tell you mine? I sghall never asgk anything more—you will | be as free as now till you )ourspll come to me. Will you?” The girl had stepped nearer to him and was gazing at him in amazement Her face was flushed, her eyes shin ing. “You really love me?" she said in | credulously. “And you have really not seen the verdict? Suppose—sup pose that it was in your favor!” “I still hold to my proposition,” he . . . . Bhe was seemingly overwhelmed by his self-revelation. She looked at him a8 though stupefied. Fanshawe stretched out his hand toward the pa per, but she anticipated him. “No, wait!" she said. “I accept your offer. I never thought of you as a human being, but just as a hideous duty, an object of sacrifice. I accept your offer in ‘my father's name. If he had known you it would have been us. { e furniture buyer that fails to see us before buying his home furnishings loses money and a chance to pick from a well se- lected stock.---GET WISE. Lakeland Furniture & Hardware Co. Suddenly she went up to him. “l am your wife,” she said softly, and raised her lips to his shawe knew that he had gai Present! ) room and | It made no differen The trial had b (Copyright, 19