Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 9, 1914, Page 8

R A Y R awfiz_ L e (T T 5 e T A THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., JAN. 9, 1914. | DR EESE PR EPEI IR PR PP . |CLEAN, FRESH i GROCERIES THIS IS WHAT YOU FIND AT MY STORE—ALL AT THE LOWEST PRICES. MY SAUSAGES WILL MAKE YOUR MOUTH WATER FOR A MONTH AFTERWARD, JUST TO ar— - THINK ABOUT IT. ] . RPN ki E. P. HICKSON Phone 144 Of course you know the necessity and advantages of building up a bank account—BUT HAVE YOU ONE? Tomorrow, next week or next month isn’t the time to start it— TODAY is the time as the account once started proves an incentive to further thrift. 4 per cent is paid on these ac- counts a tthis institution. THE STATE BANK OF LAKELAND FLA. i Selden Cypress Door Co. Palatka" Fla. Manufacturers of millwork, cypress doors, sash, blinds, mouldings and door and window frames. BOPBDER P el B oS MBuery. Special work solicited. Red Gum and O8K | j.oq5 those words to you, as it were, I passed the usual uneventful life | of the country was twenty year background, was the point upon which the rebels centered the attack which | was repulsed by the Huerta forces after desperate fighting. 4 ‘ %% " v:| each stroke he was seen to shu . FL LR R T R g i e e ?’ oRan0 .“"‘N""“"."“ Then came that fatal thirteenth Bt St o b i ; a’ o | stroke. His face grew livid and such SO T T S S SRR . AT THIHTEE"TH STHGKE' an expression of unutterable horror il i »‘q ’p‘ came over it that everyone who saw Cottolene, 10 pound Palls. ....cccoveve covnnnnn, o, ;o} %¢| him shuddered. His great form sway- X By 8. C. BULLETT. :o: ed and fell to the ground dead. Cottolene, 4 pound pafls.......ccocceee vunnniiy, "'non ATV OO youMl’;ns‘L'L’r“g:uT;:"::f:td’;’:’ 3;:": 4 pounds SnOWATIE Lard. . «. v e eevvnnn curnnennenn, Among the papers found by the 1a¥-| you, My father implored me never LA e e years of John Vereken, an old man | to marry and I resolved to follow his Stowdrity 10 pennd’ phila S — who recently died, | request, but I met the woman I loved | 3 cans family 8126 CRORM. ... oeeveeneee vanerannnnnn, b was the follow-|and1fell. Will you be stronger than ! Ay _fi ing: 1? Already the bell tolled 12 times and 6 cans baby £lze Cream......coo0eeeve coveviren..,, b 7 I am about to [ feel that my end is near. My somn, ,/ write down things forgive me, and heed my admonition. 1-2 barrel best FIOUP, oot vvvnersencrone sonas at which most Do not transmit this curse to anoth- men will scoff, er, for it will cause your loved ones ' 12 pounds best Flour...... SRR ARG BA VA but they are true, untold misery.” “‘/ i and 1 pray God| The next day I told Luey all. I 00ctogon BoaD, 6 fOF. .o vvs i viswiswsieiniss aneesinsus e 3 that no one will never saw her again for I knew that Ground Coffee, PEr POURA. . vvevrvnnern oornnnnn.. have to go through should I look upon her dear face, my 1 what 1 have en-! resolution would vanish and 1 would | 5 gallons Kerosene. .....eoocsososssse sesssannses, Ly dured for thirty | sin as my father had done before me. | 3 vears. ‘Uhis is the | She died six months later—of a Lro- ® story ol my life. ' I, Jobn Vercken, wag born in thel| have passed since that fearful night' 4 i ( year 1295, in' when I looked upon the dead face of | ! Yorkshire. My | my father and read the paper that | [ o ] father, Squire|sealed my doom. I am an old man. I ] Vercken, was a| have heard the bell toll 12 times and | dogmy . : Kind and indul-| I feel that my end is near. I have | smmm EEE— ] gent man, but 1| suffered much, but as I look back upon e | noticed that at in- | the life, already spent, I am glad that BT . tervals, a morose- | I kept my vow. Many a time have I wl: R B2 i ness came over| been in communication with Luey, and &. H. ALFTELD, ’ B. H. BEL him and lasted | I know that she waits for me, and—" !f |t s Madc for two or three| (Here the MSS. suddenly breaks Pres. Sec. and Trea Bupt. and G days. 1 often| off. The body was found by the table, ’ 2 I wondered at these fits of melancholy, | sitting in a chair, as in life. A pen | “ h )Y tlt’ Mad i l kel but I dared not ask my father, and he | was still clutched in the narveless I em.;“ s e “ a 4 vouch-safed no explanation. My moth- | fingers.) er I never knew, She died when 1 _— v ould to ¢ F 2 P - bad tolowed her. " °” | COLORED STOCKINGS ASAFAD ¢ For Estimates Write or Call Us I squire’s son wuntil 1 s old, and then, as is only human. T fell in love. My love was returned and the hap- | plest moment of my life was when | Luey Derrick promised to become my wife. i Later I was siiting at the drawing { | room fire thinking of Lucy, when a i servant entered the room and said my | lather wanted to see me. He had » ek ; i E i . || The custom house at Tampico, the handsome two-story building in the | | 2055 ken heart i This is my story. Thirty years | the highways to exchange unoctes of { (aken suddenly ill and was in hig bed- room. 1 arose hastily and started for the room, for this was the first intimation | 1 had had of his iliness. Just as 1 opened the door, I heard & heavy | booming sound like some immense church bell tolling for a funeral. I hastily ran to his side and forced | some brandy through his eclenched | teeth. This seemed to revive him somewhat, and he motioned me open the drawer of his seeretary. 1| did so and found a paper addressed to myself. He glaneed at it and made a feeble effort to nod his head. The next momént his whole body shook with convulsions. He half rose from the bed, gasped and fell back. father was dead. The paper was still in my hands, and, mechanically, I unfolded it. This | is what I read: “To my son, John Vereken:—I ad- Veneered Doors. Cypress Screens for Doors, Windows and Porchess®s & |from the grave, and I trust that yow falty. Write for our plan for screening porches. ...le( unynble to secure Selden goods from dealer, send direct to us and be henefited . High grade material and workm=aship. SEEDPOTATOES CAR NOW IN Also Car of i_ FERTILIZER D. B. DICKSO B g & o s My I The Cost of Living & ¢ e, Unless You Know Where o e —_— IF YOU KNO\; T " The selection will be the bes B The variety unmatched The quality unsurpassed The'price the:lowest All these you find. at our stor Just trade with us This settles the question of I 0 A I ! i et : LAKELAND PAVING & CONSTRUCTI( sfice 448 Black. House 3¢ Blv LAKELAND, 807 West Main Street. o] + *swwwm*wmwm “M«i oo ool £ 02 "- “\- Day of the Plain Black, or Other Solid ' < Colors, Seems to Have Become a Thing of the Past. “What color are your stockings?” That's the new query now, when- ever the daughters of Kve pause on | - S - mutual interest. And it's a particu- larly agitating point to the ul»er\.mt‘ masculine who gazes against the sun | in this day of transparent gowns, wuh well simulated indifference. Fem——— ] For since - this fad for mlored‘ hosiery came in, the fair cnes are' " matching their favorite sundoes. their Cubist gowns or their “soul au.az" at the stocking counter. | Colored steckings with buttoned boots are the fency, ard womna find the colored hose much better for them also than bluck hose, the dye of which | is always more or less injuricas, ac- | cording to the expeusiveness af the stockings. In thesc days of parrow sl stocking, even above the | attoned | : boot top, is8 much in evidence, fur it is impossible to raise the skirt ia cross- ing a street, or to sit ou a low chair without revealing a little space ubove the boot-top. Silver gray and smoke gray stock- ings are in favor and also certain | shades of deep, rich red. Some women wear blue stockings, | {and green stockings are a little too s, the v f‘%o’mm Plant mone will forgive my great sin. There is a pronounced in hue to be popular with curse in our family azd I, poor, weak, ¥ but those who go in for extremes. | fool, have transmitted it to you. You | _Vith the dressy evening boot of pat-' no doubt, hea'd the sound of the bell Bt leather, with high French heel and grow a forfun “Whatsoever a man soweth. that New:'Bean, Tomato and other Field and Garden when I died. I will tell you the story of it. “Your great-grandfather—my grand- father—was of a generous but hasty nature. He was quick to strike, and as quick to repent of the blow. His greatest friend was Richard Bassman, whose family died with him. My grandfather loved Richard as a broth- er. They were always together. But one day they quarreled and Richard Bassman was shot by my grandfa-| ther. He died instantly. My grandfa- ther was so struck with horror at the deed that he tried to kill himself, but friends prevented the act. Richard Bassman was buried the next day, and as the body was being carried to the grave, the bell in the church tolled out his years. It has tolled 12 times, and the sexton pulled the rope for the thirteenth stroke. The bell gave forth a boeming sound and breaking loose from its fastenings, fell to the ground. | My grandfather had been deeply af- wnmmamb&a - buttoned top of kid, feshcolorea § SNAil he reap.” 'tockingn or those of palest buff are You cannot reap anything else; you MUST what you sow. If you want a fortune, Pl THE SEED that will produce a fortune. O° posit after another 1n the bank is the seed grown all great fortunes. Start a bank agcot have something in your OLD AGE that wi you secure and comfortable. Qur bank is 2 place for your monry to grow in, I ( Laudl Home-Baked Loaf, | In Farm and Fireside, Jessie V. K. Burchard writes an article entitled “Breads Made With Yeast,” in which she gives a number of recipes. Fol. lowing is an extract from her general comment: “In these days of bakeries on every corner in town, and traveling breag wagons through the country, the fine art of breadmaking ie degenerating, It is too much trouble to mix ang knead and bake the beautiful brown loaves, the spicy buns, the tempting rolls, The best bakers’ bread is far inferior to the home-made product, and | re that breadmaking, as well ag stocking- darning, is being taught in more pub- lic schools each year, “The bread-mixer makes the process 80 easy and simple that almost one can succeed in the lm .u..,'_ g | | Do Your Banking With Us FIRST NATIONAL BA OF LAKELAND rejoice