Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, October 30, 1913, Page 2

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Benford & Steitz " COLE & HULL; pe— “Yes, son, that is a good haircut. 1 have my work done there. | will haye mother to tcke Wary to have her hair bobbed. 1hey make a a specialty of cutting children’s Lair, The PHOENIX BARBER SHOP is the largost in Polk County L. E. PEACOCK. MANAGER Long Lifeof Linen aiveg with good laundry work (s what ysa ave losking (or axd i vz just what we are giving. Try w. Lakelana Steam Laundry Thone 180, West Main 81 NEW GOODS Our line of Jewelry and Silver Novelties is ready for yourinspection. These goods were bought so carefully that their selling price will attract you. All Jewelryand Wa'ch Repalring C-refully and Prompt yDone H C. STEVENS THE LAKELAND JEWELER B. P. Whidden Proprietor Duke, the Tailor Manager NUWAY TAILOR SHOP HIGH GRADE TAILORING Up-to-date cleaning, pressing, altering Ladies work solicited : Keatueky Ave. Phone 257 Hats cleaned and blocked Bowyer Building THE EVENING TELEGRAM. A PERSON OF e e 4 1LAKELAND, FL SYNOPSIS Matt Broughton lenves the service of John Mort on a Pacific island to return to America. Mort glves him a valuable ring Broughton promises to ray nothing ahout the mysterlous Mort and his woman com- panfon. He is shipwrecked and must realize In San Francisco on the ring. Rafsing $1.0M on the ring, to be repaild, Brouchton returns to his old nome at Manaswan. He thinks of going Into the mule business with Vietor Dagsancourt, a colored garage keener. Broughton is visited by the loca} aditor. who calls him | “king* | The “king” I8 due to a “fake” newspu. | per story about Broughton's adventures the Pacific. At a church fair he e Christine Marshall, daughter of a local magnate. | Matt falls In love with Chris, who asks | him to call on her. Ducgancourt is anx- fous to maxe the start in the mule busi- ness in Kentucky. Sn Bls way to the arshalls' Matt 1s | detained by an importunate stranger, but Matt is late and cannot listen to him. He tells his love to Chris. Chria also loves Matt. The stranger, | who calls himself Kay, shows Matt an old portrait of Mort and offers him $0.00 for Information about him, but Matt re- mains loval, Matt again refuses . 1 i attacked, vut | escapes. He tells Chris absat Mort, and together they try to puzzle out the strange | man's Identity, | CHAPTER IX. The Key to Paradise. | TIRIS was half reclining on & sofa, propped about with pil lows, and in a Chinese wrap ' of magnificent old brocade, all gold and twisted embroidered dragons. | Her delicate beauty was unimpalred by any trace of illness, though enhanc wlr by the unusual brilliancy of her eyes ! and a flush, too bectic for health, that mantled the fine oval of her face. Matt ran to her, taking her bhands and Kissing them, and then sank on | his knees beside her. His cares, his wretchedness, the misery of his renun- clation—all were gone as the soft bare arms closed round his neck and drew down his head. Somehow, wysterious- | ly, he knew not how, the load was lifted from his heart. She raised his face and scrutinized bhim with a pretty alr of ownc'~hip and a gravity that dimpled at the cor ners of her mouth, “A tired boy!" she said speculati: :ly. “A wondering, worrled, scared boy ! A boy who has been thinking too uinch! and eating too little, and, oh, drar, what a seratched boy!™ “l got that climbing out of a i'nll-! man window last night,” expliined | Matt, showing his wrists. *1 hud to break it with a shoe that an old gen- tleman kindly lent me and got out in n‘ hurry.” Chris* eyes opened very wide. “What a funny, strange, impetuous boy!™ she exclaimed. “Wasn't there any door?" “There were people banging that in, yowling for my destruction,” contin- ued Matt tantalizingly. *1 don’t know what they wanted, I'm sure, but they were going at it in the livellest way with an ax, and | chose the window rather than walt and find out.” “That was a prudent boy, but—bnt— where on earth did all this happen?” “In a private car, sidetracked near the railway station.” “But how did you happen to go there?" “That old gentleman took me there— the one who lent me his shoe. Pald me £30 for going and radle me there in an antomobile.” “But why?" “I'm telling it all the wrong end foremost,” went on Matt. “It's an ex- traordinary story—Chris, it's astound- ing. | can't make head nor tail of it 1 was actually offered $100.000—think of it, Chris, positively $100.000—right there in greenbacks to betray a man I knew. Had it forced on me—ulmost styfled in my pocker.” Her surprise, disbelief even. caused him to ‘draw forth the revolver in witness. “It's not a joke, Chris,” he said. *1 bought that thix morning and way be mighty glad 1 did so.” The momentary flash of steel was thrilling in that quiet room and amid anch _peaceful surroundinzs. Chris ut- | | | SOME IMPOR] “LLOYD OSBOURNE | OwWn, A., OCT. 30, 1913. i TANCE Z ‘1) Sopyright, UL, by the Bebbe-Rerrill Company. | tered o Title ety hreathing fast and gazing at him in amazement, “You frighten me." she gasped out. “Matt, I'm frightened. What does it all mean? Tell me!” “The trouble is I don't know myself.” he veturned as a tide of depressing recollections swept over him, *I am somehow a blind cog in other people’s business, and the thing that hits me ; oy have ruined me. | hardest s that ¢ “What a funny, strange, impetuous boy!” I've lost everything, Chris, everything 1 counted on to make a start sowe- where. 1 had $4.000 as safe as though it was in the bauk, and it's gone, sto- len, God knows how, but they bhave got it—robbed me, Chris, robbed me.” His volce wus shaking. The reuliza- tlon of his loss was unnerving bim. His shoulders heaved. *1 don't know which way to turn. Four thousand dollars isn't much, of course, but it meant you. 1-1 hoped it meant you after what you bad said; believed it did anyway; counted on it, Yes, you and | together, no matter how poor, but with some sort of a home of our And now it's gone, and I haven't anything, and it meuans goodby, Chris, It means goodby.” He bowed his head in shame, refus | ing to be comforted, while she whis- pered and whispered that she loved him; that it wounld never be goodby, pever, Matt, never; that as long as they had each other nothing could hurt them: that he was a poor, pre- cious, foolish, silly, devoted boy person without any sense at all, who thought he could walk away from love and leave it behind, like an umbrella, just because he hadn't $£000 As though it made the least dilference what he had, ler lover boy, her darling, for he was stroug and splendid and brave and big. And if that wasn't being rich what was? And be had her, hadn’t bhe? And he wasn't to think she was always a helpless, draggy thing, Iying down on a sofa iu a dragon coat, eat- ing calfsfoot jells. No, indeed. she wasn't. but able to go out and fight, too, and jump out of a Pullwan win- dow, if need be, as well as he could, and probably better, judging by his poor, cut wrists. And work, yes, work ber hands off for the man she loved— and he was that, wasn't he? He knew he was that. Then the great secret trembled on his tongue, and it seemed impossible to withbold it any louger, for it had becole essential for her to kmow it. That it was safe in her keeping was a sacrilege to question. Accordingly he told of Lotoalofa, ef Jobn Mort and Mirovna and of bis loug. lonely voyages at the behest of this strange, wealthy pair. who in that wuste of sea and reefs had found- ed & mimic kingdom and hiddey therp- (Contiaued on Page §.) J. 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