Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 28, 1914, Page 2

ment; the slow, grinding tyranny, the abject despair when one realizes that she—or he—is linked to another hu- man being whom one can never love, cannot even respect. And I am going west to break it all; to be a free soul THE EVENING TELEURAM LAKELAND, FLA., FEB. the gross minds of the publlc™ Doris was breathing hard. Here was a tragedy like hers, but this was of the soul, while hers was only an accident of life. What was her hu- miliation compared with his? 28, 1914, The slowly moving train, under ‘fiié scandalized gaze of the porter. The sunlight that was on the moun- | tains shone in both their hearts also. | CHARLES HALL DILLON ——— ' DON'T LET THAT COUG O “HANG ON® JOKN GRAEM, CLOWN (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) i , ( Stop 11 now before it gets a hold. T again. And even now he has chosen “I wish you luck, my friend,” she : . ; —ave . sucoeor” il Loty o M GE-RAR-DY j L WEsly : @ e i - - ¢ . By H. M. EGBERT. She burst into tears; they were a The same to you,” he answered. . ;.4 by a Cannock Chase (England) 1 Doris awoke in her sleeping-berth, feellng as though she were being choked by the close pressure of hu- manity around her. Through the win- relief to her overwrought, overbur- dened heart. She wept miserably, ' staring out at the mountains, which were now tinged with the first saffron “Will you tell me your name?” “Doris—well, Doris Lytton, it will be, soon. And yours?” “John Graeme, the clown,” he an- colliery blacksmith Frederick Scott, keysmith and is self-educated. The helmet, which is the result of four' named James | who was formerly a ' ! | bronchitis, ete. LUNG BALSAM I It’s a speedy remedy for all cold Price only 25 ¢ dow the moon was streaming. Upon |light of dawn swered simply. “Only, I hope that I _~ ; ; G 0 ; g the adjacent track a train had also “You can never understand,” she shall not be a clown much longer, | ‘;a“dg eqXpZ“m‘rn:; & ‘;\mtgl?s t'two 1t ,-‘”m ‘h“f~"~"’f does not l‘(‘*’l‘ come to a standstill, and in the car- | cried. now that I have seen these moun- |£Lhullflh “':,lg% Tfllh\n i 'p;u(;d:r I’tpe]: write to us for sample. riage opposite hers loud and coarse [ “I don’t know that I can't,” answer- tains. Look! R e S The Phil P. Cresan Co., Ltd., New Orleans, heard. Far away, were the shadowy laughter could be over the car tops, outlines of the Sierras. U The wait dragged along. The at- mosphere of he sleeping-berth was becoming more and more intolerable ed the voung man slowly. “What part would you pose I play in the cir- cus comp She looked at him. “I don't know. You look too strongly built to be an ! acrobat.” The tops of the with gold and crimson. light of dawn the shadowy plain be- neath them assumed an intense black- ness. of the mounta peaks were aflush ins began, clothed with In the hard | And far away the purple bases | | which fits on the face and is charged | only with charcoal, no bags or tubing | being attached to it. Mining experts from all parts of South Staffordshire have visited” Cannock Chase rescue station to see Scott, using his inven- For sale in Lakeland by Henley Henley. STOMAC [d.JBLES ast, feel that she must have a | “I am a clown,” answered the young their garments of trees, which ended . : ke > I grtexl‘:;tvu!f air, at any cost, Doris put | man, but without a trace of bitter- toward the rock-strewn summits, over ",“'l‘]' rer‘?am ;" m‘;““’sh in bthe Sfie' ‘ on her clothe :mrl pasced through the ] ness. which played the golden light of the ;l,ns i r"zi«rfg : SY:;:L ehc %Dm ‘%.r(; Gl lines of sleeper At the door the| “My father was a comparatively ' coming day. Then, even as they u‘:‘qren:]d\?z; ;:" g bc' 3"; 9‘; o tmll:;‘ | —_— Pullman porter locked at her kindly. | wet lthy man. He educated me weil | watched. the v rim of the sun's unt‘fi'anf 4 b?‘ t]Ulnf y a ?rchor' 0, ! : : “Yo' gwine to zit a buMh of air, {—§ s T would learn. [ ran away orb showed lile a fiery bow above the mi:] "“C‘fi :k"“‘ ll.nflf‘S‘. . e‘ln\teln- Mlo Rag|and Wntes lntere i miss he inguired, his white teeth | from home I broke my mother's sul rr;thnld i m;lno r’il r‘v]tp\‘rl(l}xrlx((:n in the flashing in t half rl:ul-.w ss. “I|heart. At first T went on the sta A v + biew. “All aboard!” the i 244 & 4 Letter on This Subject. reckon the train won't be moving for | You have been spare ing the ( ore shonting. A few of L,cod“Busmess Reason, quite Il yet.” |t the paster 5 o had been tempt But why,” asked the observer of i W asked Doris indi { ed cut by ran moving Mmen of the itinerant wmusician, “why | f Smmen— g : g b : S mx" F“:Hw?fl "’(.w«mh < .",' il Madison Heights, Va.~Mr. Chas, “I heard sav that there's a speci / it acain at Doris’ ! s the accordion any more Blod. o e ok e [ coming along hehind us,” replied the hand Ah, signor, I have da reas De agland, ot this p Ce: writes: “l ha | darky 4 E W i “It would i ¢ if we were nev- Peep. who no lika da accord pay me 4 2 beerl t'akm.g Thedford’s Black-Draug] ri | it for mimi @ ito meet " he sald. “Two da big mon to stoppa ma noise’— HARRIS & EWlk: for indigestion, and other stomach troul T — Doris stepped down upon the grav- elly track. She passed the other train and stood looking out over the flat desert land toward those mountains. How her heart leaped up to see them! Some day—some day, when she was free, she would bury herself in just such a spot as that, where she might forget. A step at her side startled her. She turned round, to see a young man at her side. He had just stepped down from his train, evidently, and he, too, was looking out toward those shadowy mountains Doris glanced at him again invu]-} wat they (d”'d a ‘high-spirited boy So they made me a clown. “I try to do my work. Iam a fairly successful clown—at least, not bad enough to lose my position. When I come on wearing my foolscap, with my face painted, the people laugh. That is my part in life. “But I like sometimes to get away , from myself, as on this occasion; to realize that these parts for which life | casts us are only transitory, and that the real man and the real)\oman are something deeper than “these. At shattered lives one can he made pieces?” Doris turned her head away. “When the day comes,” he contin- ued in a Jow voice, “the accustomed round of things will blot out the mem- ory of this night from our hearts un- less we seal this compact.” “All aboard!” shouted the porters again. “What do vou want me to do?” Doris whispered. That moment’s poignant sweetness was always to re- main with her, a fragrant memory, until the realization of that new-born Perhaps, some day, out of the broken Judge Dangerous Ground. “The idea that a sick man always falls in love with his pretty nurse is ' arrant nonsense.” “Shhh! old man. That's how I met my wife.” : Modern Tommy Tuckers. The door in one of the most popu- lar restaurants in Boston slowly open: ed at noon while half a hundred diners were eating and a small voice piped: “Any singin’?” “No," replied a waitress, and the volce, a boy of elv\‘en' Charles Hall Dillon of Yankton, who now represents the First district of South Dakota in congress, was for 15 vears vice-president of the board of trustees of Yankton college, and also served four terms as a state senator. He I8 a lawyer and a Republican. A A A A A AAAAAAAAAAANAAAANAANA The forest service maintains nine experiment stations for studies in reforestation and similar subjects. les, also colds, and find it to be the ve| best medicine I have ever used, | After taking Black-Draught for a fg days, I always feel like a new man.” Nervousness, nausea, heartburn, pa in pit of stomach, and a feeling of ness after eating, are sure symptoms stomach trouble, and should be ziven proper treatment, as your strength a health depend very largely upon yaq food and its digestion. To get quick and permanent rel from these ailments, you should ta a medicine of known curative merit. untarily. Exquisitely semsitive to im- | least, T believe so. Perhaps it is an red owner of the Its 75 years of splendid success, in pressions as she was, she was con- | illusion. And yet, when I look out at ' hope of living, vears, walked down the street to an-' ... sane o treatment of just such troubles, pro gcious of an odd. sudden, sympathetic | these mountains T do feel that there “To wafch the sun rise, here with other restaurant. i3 it : 6 the real merit of Thedford’s Bla {nstinct going out 1(.,“:(] this un may be "”’”f’f‘”” es ‘f"‘ s¢ f-re 1? ! ne, 1‘)(.”"11 ym today,” said G.rarnm, It is humfnng a ugnlflu pr x.(!l«( @ DE So’ro HOTEL % Draught. Safe, pleasant, gentle in actiq known young The same feeling | tion, not ouly in the next life but also Doris raised her eves to his. “I by boys to sing for the diners for a | =} and without bad after-effects, it i in this. Some dav T hope to live in will.,” she whispered little loose change. One told me American and Enropean Plan ;:: 3 2 after-eftects, 1t is si 3 RaE e i Pl T i v ; = ik ' to benefit both young and old. For s: Y b just such a place as this; to be m Suddenly she stood upon tiptoe and that he made $3 in one nighi recently Tanna. F.ord: % (% i . gelf; to till the ground and live my 'yt her ihout His neck wand ng in restaurants lenasnplon 2 ieverywheras . rice g NC If We Were ' Never to Meet Again.” “It Would Be Wrong seemed to have taken possession of him, for he raised hig hat slightly and was silent again; yet in that si- lence there seemed to be the essence of comradeship. “If life could be like this always! he said in a low voice. Doris started violently. He had apparently been speaking to himself, and yet the same thought had been in her own mind also. “Do you think there is such peace as this—anywhere?”’ she demanded, almost hysterically, turning upon him. “I think there is; I hope there is,” he answered. “What is it, then? What is it that—" She broke off. She had al- most lost her self-possession. “I think it is our own hearts,” an- swered the man. “Nature is peace- able enough.” They stared at each other rather wildly. The conversation had taken an oddly personal tinge. They say that we reserve our deepest confi- dences for strangers. Doris felt the imperative need of withholding hers, and to conquer herself, she asked: “Who are those noisy people in that car?”’ “We are a circus company,” swered the other. “0, I beg pardon.,” girl. “There 18 no need to apologize,” he stammered the life by labor. instead of pandering to D. B. Dickson’s answered. “We are noisy and mostly ill-bred; but we are sane at heart, I think, and wholesome in our affec- tions. There are many exemplary married couples there.” . “No doubt a happy marriage repre- sents to you the acme of felicity,” said Doris bitterly. i/ The other looked at her quietly, but made 10 answer. “Listen to me,” she burst out. “I don’t know why I am telling this to you, whom I have never seen before— unless it is for just that reason, and because I have been caged like a wild beast with my own thoughts for days. 1 am going west, to Idaho. Do you know why young married women us- wally go from the east to Idaho?” “I think I can guess,” answered the man. “l was married three years,” said the girl. “I loved him at first—how 1 loved him! You are not married? But you are a man. You are all| alike.” “I hope not,” he answered. “The bitterness of the disillusion- FIRST PRIZE Fairbanks Co. -2 barrel Town der. 1 pound Cracker Boy Coffee. 1 pound Richelien Coffee. 1 bottle Olives. 1 jar Pimento Cheese. 1 can Richelieu Spice. Remember the Date, March 4th. 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