Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 24, 1914, Page 2

At this Period use all Safe- guards for Comfort and Well Being The best and most practicable of these is ice"OUR ICE. It preserves your food, conserves your health, increases your pleasure, does you good in ways too numerous to mention—and all for a very little money. Instead of decreasing your taking of ice on the cool days which will be occasionally sandwiched between the warm ones, resolve right now that every day is a full ice day for you. And stick to that COUPON BOOX of ours. It is your consistent, per’ sistent SAVER. Lakziand lce Co: 1'hone THE EVEN | balls! | year. Ewelcome gifts, I must say.” Watrous laughed mirthfully. TELEURAM LAKE TRICKS OF THE GAME By DOROTHY BLACKMORE. “It certainly is exciting to get a Bridge pad for a present when you know nothing about Bridge and care less!” lamented Bess Watrous, han- dling the brown leather score pad she | had received by parcel post. “You should keep your friends in- formed,” teased her brother, picking up the pad and examining it. He sniffed. “And it smells of camphor Worse yet! Some one must have given it to Mary last Christmas and she's palming it off on you this That's one way to do with un- Ralph “It's a ice little pencil, anyway—with an vory tip, sis. See?” “I do see—but you may have it, tip ! and all.” MONEY for You [t you come and be fitted at Qur Great Shoe Sale We have decided to continue the sa'e another thirty days. (. We have the Shoes; they are yours at just what they cost. Watch frr our Hindbilis with some of our great Bargain Prices, Thankins vou far your valuhle pa ronage, we are Very truly yours, Kimbrough & Rutherford s S——————————————————————————————————————————————————————— MAYES GROCERY C0. | N “Reduce the cost of living,” our motto for nineteen fourteen Will sell staple groceries, hay, feed,]Wilson-Toomer Fertilizers, all kinds of sh rning crates and baskets, and ¢d pots oes, etc., at reduced oy Mayes Grocery Co. LAKELAND, FLORIDA | T Q8. IVTEAOL SN ILLY GO »or 2 POPOPTELHH BOUMMIP N OB D LHE O D BP0 O OFP PP OS TP OS O SO OHP DO OO CHE ORI R OO0 % VPO OBORO HOPOROOROPO COBOBOFOS il Bird P i dipddd @b g o E 7 THE UNIVERSAL CAR O Now is your time To Buy an Automobile [ We have in stock twenty with six more touring ters on side LAKELAND AUTOMOBILL AND SUPPLY CO. Leke'and, Fla. —————————————————————— e e S e e . i ‘Thank you for the lovely present, | ete.,” for then I would be as big a ! chump as she | rous wrote a letter | the Bridge score pad, since, as she ex- | ever, Jim—as frank as I was about “Sort o' peevish, aren’t you? Cheer “I'm not the least bit peevish, though 1 am provoked, and I have than half a 1 n to sit down and write Mary a chtforward let ter telling her that she is a chum [ can’t certainly conscientiously We're good enough friends to be frank.” “All right—you know Mary Ayres better than I do.” And. believing that she did know her friend Mary sufliciently well to reprimand her for her carelessness— , for it was not the first time she had displayed it in gift giving- Dess Wat- Alse, she returned plained, she had no earthly use for it Some weeks later a reply came, “Your letter amused me so much that T read it aloud to Jim and his friend Tom Cassidy, who 1s spending the winter with us on the ranch. Tom was so much tickled with the frank- ness of the writer that he insisted on knowing all about you. T have told him all T know, but he seems insati- able and keeps bothering me to ask vou down here while he is with us. Can you come? Of course you can't at this busy season, bury yourself on a Texas ranch, but—at least I've ask- - ed you" This, in part. was Mary’s letter, and Bess was not pleased, at first, at the idea of having had her letter read for the amusement of two men—Jim Ayres and this Tom Cassidy. “And yet,” she said to her brother that night. “I really would enjoy the novelty of a ranch in winter. Mary is only half-hearted in her {invitation. Would you go, Ralph?” “I surely would if I was as'crazy to meet a strange man as you are, sis. ' Don't you have enough on your string now?” | When she was on the train bound for the remote ranch In Texas on' which her old friend Mary had been ' willing to bury herself for Jim Ayresf she could not help smiling inwardly at the way in which Fate had seemed to push her into this step. She thought of this again as she was being driven quickly through the moonlit roads to the ranch house the night she arrived at the village in! southern Texas. | “I tried to get Tom Cassidy to come in for you, Bess,” her host explained, with a twinkle in his eye; “but he had a game of Bridge on with Mary and a couple of our friends in a neighboring ranch and he hated to leave.” Bess laughed. “You're as frank as the silly present Mary sent me. I'm afrald your Mr. Tom Cassidy woulda't thank you for telling me his excuse for not coming, would he?” “Maybe not,” admitted Jim. “But— ! he’s mighty fine, Bess, mighty fine stuff is Tom!” Bess did see the lights between the ' trees and as they drove quickly to- ward the house they were silent, and she imagined Tom Cassidy coming to- | ward her. She wondered why she ! took such an interest in a man who | did not care enough about seeing her to leave a game of cards. “It—1it is you, isn't it, Bess?” she heard him saying, as he took her hand | when Mary introduced him. “I thought it must be. Even as a wee girl you were frank enough to tell me vou didn’t care to play with a red- headed, freckled boy named Cas- sidy.” Bess blushed furiously. “You're red- headed yet, but—well, the freckles are gone at least,” she said, trying to hide her embarrassment. “And you still won't play with him because—you don't like Bridge,” laughed Mary, her arm about Bess. “I don't know what I'll. do down here if vou're all such fiends for the game,” Bess replicd. looking at Cas- sidy I Be shook her “You'd hetter, 1dded Cassidy u do I'll give you back vour | Christmas present, Bess,” said Mary n her shoulder as she went out to the 1 to find a “bite” to eat. Cascidy stepped up to her e 11 ¢ great crack —I have it and T mean to Do you know v lo. but don’t tel a few 1 “Learr know al ks already your game now—you know you've won.” ‘T think yon're the one that's won, Tom,” she said ! boarded a North Hill car on her way 7 y Betty Manning, | On Decoration da 'y a telegraph operator, picked her pret : tiest roses. “] am going down to the serv- ices at the Na- tional cemetery,” she told her moth- er, “and I shall put these flowers on the new-made graves. Perhaps some heart would be comforted a little if she knew that her boy would not be quite forgotten.” As she knelt that afternoon beside the new a grave, scattering roses on sod, a man came ¢ her, watching the wh wistful th to look Betty smilec pointed to the flowe “There aren't many,” I thou There isn't much one can do.” but it I would do what T could. she said “Oh, the little more and how niuch 1018 Oh, the little less, and what world's | away.” quoted the sergeant, as he returned the smile, with interest. Detty stared a little expected a common soldier to uw(‘ her with I “You s that little the She had not went on, “it is just g0 very much ore that is little more of kindne will, A mother praving for her tonight would bless yvou if she k “Maybe she will know, some d said Betty, =citly. “If T knew who | and where she was I would write to her.” ‘I know soldier. “The boy who lies here wa an old playvmate mine and h mother lives in a little town in Maine. | I shall write to her tonight. Will you send her a my¢ “Yes,” said rl. impulsively. | “Give her my love and tell her ! this grave shall be my special care. | That I shall tend it and at least 12| times each year she may feel sure | that there are flowers on it.” | Then her mother came and Hntty.| with a little friendly nod, left him. It would be hard to tell whose ss and good boy ne where she is,” said the of ) he thoughts were the busiest with the other for the next few days. The young non-commissioned officer could not keep Betty's sweet face and voice out of his mind. The golden hair and the blue eyves haunted him. As for Betty, now and then as she sat at her work she fell to dreaming, al- ways of a young man in a uniform of khaki, with curly chestnut hair, who quoted Browning. One day as Betty was clicking away the dream she was dreaming material- ized, and her soldier stood before her. “I did not dare hope for this,' he sald, as she came forward. “I came in to send a message to my father; I did not know that you were here. I have hoped to see you because I wanted to give you this.” handed her a note. It was from the mother in far-off Maine and Betty's eves were full of tears as she read the kind words of thanks. “But vou had a message for me, had you not?" she asked. He gave her the message and after a few words, rather formal on both sides, he took his departure, This was the message he had given Betty to send and she could not but read it with more than ordinary in- terest: “To Chas. H. Livingstone, Auditor Solid Insurance company, Pierreton, Canada. 1 have today received hon- orable discharge from army. Will be with you in a fortnight. Chas, H. Liv- ingstone, Jr.” It was three days later that Betty And he home, to find only one vacant seat and that beside a handsome man in a suit of gray tweeds. She did not at first recognize him in civilian clothes, but when he lifted his hat she knew the curly crep and the smile in the dark eves. The man in khaki had worn a mustache, but this young clean-shaken, Betty thought him handsomer than | ever. As for Livi his one dream man was to say I expect to see h zoing away.” I know," s sorry Lelp kn g I read . telegr L3 he 1 A T Construing the % Mr, ( ot s & s ; dmal ) 1 1 O s R shoc g olice N -What was he shoot. ing? Police Officer—Shooting craps, e ——— W, K. Jackson-Asscc!am- W. 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