Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, December 13, 1913, Page 11

ht, by Dally Story Pub. Co.) pd T was Christmas eve, " and Alice Maitland _sat alone in her luxu- M furnished bou- doir, putting the fin- “{i3hing touches on the gifts she was to be- “She tied the last bit of scarlet ribbon about a jewel box with mathematical precision, tucked a from ber with impatient wear- there,” she exclaim .1, surveying Reap of packages that littered the it and the couch; ‘“there, thank ! , that's done! I've done my by my tamily and remembred 7 one that is likely to remcuber nd I have worn myself to u iz t on’ paresis trying to for people who already everything there is. Let me see, ntinued, taking up the packages ile that was half sad, and al. i3t me see—here is a silk smoiing it for Uncle Joseph, that he will * wear, and the Sevres cups tit = Maud coyly hinted would be an half itable reminder of the blessed .1 to her; the string of pcarls that “y has been openly admiriug for bs, and a check for Jack for hie te larks—one's relatives aren't [:ul about letting one know what - 'want, and that is a comfort, :t . ate, at Christmas. “ien, um-um-um, a gold bangle for 1e Winslow that she will take ~down to the Jeweler’s to appraise, .. tortoise shell and ostrich feather r Sally Stinton; she'll be sure to me something, though she hates 1e little cat, and a couple of es for dear old Mrs. Bullion, .b where she’ll' put them in that T ~stow on the morrow. ' it bolly under the bow, and pushed | “ Don't Believe | Have Forgotten Anybody | Love.” CLereron God wouse or tiers Tm sure T . don’t know, and—oh, things for the servants, and steins and etchings for the men who have been nice to me— and—er—I don’t believe I have forgot- ten anybody I love, or who holds a kindly thought for me.” , She paused abruptly, pushed the gay litter of costly trinkets away from her with disdainful hands, and with a sud- den rush of tears, buried her face in | her arms on the table, | “Yes,” she murmured brokenly to y ofie and checking them off with | herself, “there is one that I have for- Office hours tomorrow.” Wearily he gotten, and he is the one in all the | world that [ have remembered most, cand to whom I would give all it I dared,” and then she sat still. “Why do you not send him some lit- Itle trifle, just a token that you have ! not forgotten the old days?” suggested her heart, “Never,” said Pride. “Even casual acquaintances may ex- change gifts at Christmas,” urged her Heart, speciously. “He would cast my gift back at my feet,” said Pride. “Christmas,’ said her Heart, “is the time of peace on earth and good will towards men. It is a time when old wrongs should be forgotten, when old wounds should be healed, when broken ties should be mended, and hearts es- tranged should be reunited. Why do you not kiss and make up, as children do?” “What!” cried Pride, “and be flouted once more?”’ “You were very tired of the old, empty life, with its monotonous rounds of insipid gayety.” went on her Heart. with her sympathetic voice and restful ways who had made it seem so0. No matter how tired she might be with her day in the schoolroom, she was always ready to rejoice or sympathize. “I'it eand her some roses—the finest I can find,” he declared with a sudden rush of remorseful tenderness. He en- tered a flower shop and bought a huge bunch of velvety American Beauties. “Send them to this address,” he told the dealer and gave him a card. Next door was the establishment of an expensive furrier, and a Lander passed the window, he saw Marguerite Fenton looking at a set of brown lynx. | The rich tones went well with her brown eyes and tawny hair. As she | stood there with the soft fure about | her, she reminded him of some bar- baric princess. Ever since he had first met her at a dinner given at the home of the senior member of the firm, Lander had been greatly fascinated, and felt that her beauty and position fitted in with his ambitious dreams. | Yet, strangely enough, today her beau- ty did not make its usual appeal to him that mingled with her einuous grace, was also something of feline cruelty. “Those furs probably cost more than my month’s salary,” he muttered. “Her insatiable craving for luxury would fasten itself, vampire like, on the life blood of the man who marries her!” He strode down the street, feeling that the crowded cars would stifle him, 'and longing for the senee of physical motion and the stinging air against | his face. When he reached his rooms he found on the table an invitation from Mrs, Dane, a prominent society hostess, inviting him to attend a din- ner she was giving that night. | “That doesn’t fit in with the load of work I must get through with before GG A NG A A R A A DI A GG | laid a package of business papers on "the table and rested his read in his hands. “What does it all amount to— what does life amount to?” he ques- tioned despondently. “These people who invite me do not really care for me. It is merely because I fill in and make an agreeable dinner guest, and | _for that I have practically given up' my old friends.” | He realized that his present mood was the reaction from exhilaration of conquest which the past year of al-' most spectacular success had given him. | “I'd like to chuck the whole thing and go back. If only I could have a talk with Alice in the old way, I'd feel myself again.” He sat up with new energy. “I wonder if she'd let me' come?” There was need to look in the tele- phone book for the familiar number. With breathless suspense he waited THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAX ELAND, FLA., DEC. 13, 1918, OIG A AT GG A GG S A G i) . : Make This Christmas a Sane Christmas Make up your mind to give only those things which are useful- - those things which carry a lasting remembrance becau.se of their usefulness and beauty--=that’s a *SANE CHRISTMAS. COME TO TAMPA THIS WEEK We will pay your fare, and make your selections now--we will ship just when you say, well packed and Freight Prepaid A Store Filled With Useful Presents at Moderate Prices is what we have to offer you---isit not worth a little of your time to investigate before buying elsewhere? Wholesale and Retail [$5165) €) | THE SEASON OF GAYETIES - Tampa Furniture Go. Near Postoffice, in Heart of the City 310-312 TWIGG STREET, Branches—Ybor City, West Tampa LA GG EICFRICC D Phone 154 )] L) ‘) G Cash or Credit SN G NN GGG IS [ RIEE AT Has just opened, the winter will be filled up with parties, dances, receptions, soclal calls, and numerous other social occasions that call for “dress” and have you ever thought about it being true that the tastiest and most costly gown can be absolutely ruined in effect by an {ll-fitting or out-of-date foot covering? tures the latest and most correct styles in ladies’ footwear for all occasions. Our stock fea- Mail orders solicited. THE DAVIS SHOE CO. )] have speut w ok ir on us with fortunes, and we have now for your s diversity nany we have s¢ DIAMOND IS SOLD UNDL. A Wi We conduet a special deror mess is very heavy and const misisons received by mail, ani OUR GUARANTEE IE vy WE HAVE— : Almond Dishes Clocks Fans Letter Cascs Amber Beads Clothes Brushes Fern Dishes Liquer Sets R Ash Recelvers : Fish Knives and TLorkets m Dishes E HF“K“ es Bib Pins Flasks 5 Bags C Fohs g ttes Bead Necklaces Belt Buckles and 1l Pins inion Ware Bi Forks omptiers mu Coral Beads Bonbon Baskets Cork Screws Bottle Stands Crosses and Cru- D Bouillion Spoons cifix B o S and Butter Cuf’ i’ nd LinkeHair Orns pectacle ices Dishes » Wof Silver “ Children’s Rings ina ng Bowls es g (7 : TAMP «ffu" ; Dr&»flI:V Forks 8 Knives . 5 tton. Hooks Silver Sets jabra t Articles idlesticks | Cases & rvers Brushes v Jugs H. BECKWITH Cases ains and Tvory Toilet Arti- A Jaa For the last six months we »ovanous ang the most remarkahl een “Shopping for YOU” We have Ned with d with lection ! it care the best from all th t and best ascortinent, valu. ot Lave ever been shown WE ARE KNOWN 3 THE DIAMOND HOUSE ire nroudg of the believe that we des t on gécount of the heautiful s we sell, of their purity and perfectnes, the rec 1 f o ites, and the MA!L ORIZERS tment for ! of our husiness. Ou e t the | 3 In € th 1ce thut raisfa no vd or an YOUR PROTECTION Pockethooks Praciou nes Preser v3 P Powls I8 1" R ¢ ] ets had scores of calcsmen call mples of merchandise worth the greatest Our buyers fabulous ese, so that in ehie State. distinction, YTe The dependability fact that BVERY T mall order busi- woney reluidcd Successors to Davis & Patterson, 715 Franklin St. TAMPA, FLA. while the landlady called Miss Glea- son to the ‘phone, and at the sound of her voice his heart began to pound boyishly. She was serenely gracious, yet he detected a note of surprise as he asked permission to call. Then she | spoke of the roses, and added: “I can't begin to describe my dellght] over that quaint old English book. It ! filled a long-felt want for the pmsvs-; sion of a real first edition.” Mechan- ically he responded, questioning him- self the while: “What book? Did 1 make a mistake and send Miss Fon- gilt ton’s Christma In my dogged voor 3 | must have giv- en the dealer the wrong address.” e thought of Margueri lemand of the | best as her dae, anmd a sense of impish | Joy swept over him at tho which had defcat o the order, He sent rer hoy with a note to Mrs, Danc containing regrets for the dinner, then dressed and hur- to Alice? mistako Husun a messen ried to the lodging house on Fleet street, “Shurre, and you're a stranger these days, Mr. Landers,” remarked | the maid who opcned the door. As'! she went upstairs to call Miss Glea- | son her round Irish face reminded him of a cheery full moon. He glanced at | the worn old haircloth sofa, and cen- ter table strewn with magazines, tho | e ——————n familiar shabbiness of the little par- lor made the past year seem as unreal as a feverish dream, When Alice entered she seemed to bring with her an atmosphere of se- renity and peace. Ragerly he rose, then sank back ou the sofa, his face went white and everything blurred be- fore him, “What is it, Kdwin, are you ill?” she cried, in her alarm the old name slipped out unconscionsly He passcd his hand over his eyes in a dazed jashior *No--it is nothing,” ho muttered. 'lin, carnestly, 1 am , tired- woary with lite as it is. It is L you only I want, Alice, you, alone in the wide worlc L low Is there any hope?” His voice sanls wimost to a whisper, and for one tonse moment there was silence in the litdde room. Then, by way of unswer, sl drew the poor, tired face ag it her breast with a ges- ture ot ictfable tenderness, In thar moment, vander telt that to his weary questionings as to what was worth while, the answer was not ma- terial suceess life in its tullne it love which means ——nS T HIS FIRST CHRISTMAS SURPRISE