Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 28, 1914, Page 7

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They meant to start after him, but ome of them—a man who's dead [ h I hadn't seen you in these parts be- | spare haree, to take her sway t sengers; we have the same lot going | Jim and told him Molly would be sistent SAVER, Lakeland Ice Company Phone 26 LOST Your best opportunity to save real, GOLD woney, on anything in the shoe lineunless ™ WATCH Our store, we sell the best ‘‘shoes’’ at cost SEE What bargains your friend found at our Big Shoe Sale. Kimbrough & Rutherford |- et} “Em Sho Sellin’, Fellos” - MAYES GROCERY (0. — “Reduce the cost of living,” our motto for nineteen fourteen feed,Wilson-Toomer Fertilizers, all kinds of sh:poing crates and baskets, and ed pota oes, etc., at reduced rrices Mayes Grocery Co. LAKELAND, FLORIDA z & § Will sell staple groceries, hay, § ur time Now is yo To Buy an Automebile We have in stock twenty touring cars, with six more tour on side 8610.750; ing tracks Road and six roadsters Ford Touring cars sters, $560.50, ¢ in Polk county. P ELAND AUTOMOBILE i AND SUPPLY CO. Lake!and, Fla. still in a daze, and by daybreak every- | “Well, Ike White had some powerful now, so I won't tell you his name— OO hit on a better plan to get him. £ By H. M. EGBERT. had borne the news like an angel, 1 stage- | this man, pretending to have a sage from Jim, todd Molly heMd be “Stranger, ain’'t you?” the coach driver asked of the gray-haired ‘man who sat beside him. "I thought| Fox Lane on a certstn day with 88 fore. Yes, | know most of the pas-| Mexico. Then he got in touch géd up to Acacla year after year—mining | ing for him on the same day at men mostly, with a farmer or two com- | same place, and he was ing into town now that the new irriga- | With a spare horse for tion dam has been opened. sir, the plan worked all “But that lady you asked me|came to Fox Lane and about,” he continued, pointing with his | waiting; only the shertft whip toward the inside of the coach, | too, as well as the posse, Fy L §E#i§ 1 B “Jim might have made a fight for it, but Molly begged him to go with the sheriff. Nobody thought he'd get more that a year or two in prison, and Molly promised to wait for him any be mistaken. That's Molly Deering.” | number of years. Poor, thing, she's He passed and looked at the other | waited twenty! She's hardly more man’s face to see the effect of hislthan a young woman now—can't be words, but the gray-haired traveler|turned forty, as you'll see for your did not betray the least sign of sur- | self if you look at her close—but her an was seated, “I shouldn’t be sur prised at your saying you knew her tase if you were a regular passenger, but since you've never traveled by this coach before, I guess you must tody supposed that he was far away. ;- prise. “Molly Deering, I said,” repeated the driver. “You mean to say you never heard of her? Well, I'll tell you, to begin with, that she ain't right in her head. Leastways, she is right, and everybody knows that, because she's the woman who cleaned up Acacia. Yes, sir, cleaned up this little burg by sheer force of goodness, she did. Used to walk into the gambling dens and the saloons and pray. Pray with the boys, not at them. I guess Molly Deering’s right enough, except in one thing. Four times a year she travels up to Acacia and gets off at Fox Lane, where we're coming to now. Sort of waits around a little, and then comes back on my coach, when I start the return journey, a couple of hours later. She thinks she’s going to meet Jim Burnett there and be married to him. “You don’t know who Jim Burnett was, I can see. Well, friend, I'll tell you the story, then. It was just about 20 years ago that Jim was to marry AN PP M'} VLAY I it l ‘Ufi 1) el Both Drew. Molly, and he would have done so it the sheriff hadn’t been on hand with a posse and taken Jim away. He got a lite sentence instead of Molly, and I guess he% in the Fort Leavenworth penitentiary yet, unless the Govern- ment has let him out, which some- times happens, I understand. “Jim Burnett wasn’t a bad sort of young fellow, only wild, and as for Molly, she was the daughter of old Abe Deering, the stock-raiser, who left her a fortune in cattle, Acacla was just beginning to get on the map in them days. It was a little frontier settiement, and there was a pretty rough set of gamblers and miners and cattle rustlers who made it their head quarters. “Jim Burnett wasn’t a bad fellow, as I was saying, but he was wild. He punched cattle for Abe Deering, and most of his mc.ey went into the gam- bling hells. But that was before he met Molly, who'd just come back from school In the East. Jim and Molly was crazy about each other the minute they saw each other, and it wasn't long before they were engaged. Abe didn't like Molly to marry a cattle puncher, but he couldn’t stand against Molly. now. “Well, they were to be married in & month’s time, and then Jim fell in with some of his old pals and they urged him to celebrate with them in Acacia for the last time. Jim was as weak as water and he didn’t need too much persuading. He rode into Acacia with seven hundred dollars, and about midnight that same seven hundred was reposing in Ike White's pocket and Jim was staring down at the rot- tenest poker hand he'd ever drawn. “Suddenly something made him lean over the table and look down where Ike had been setting. There, wedged tight under the table top, was an ace and two kings of spades and dia- monds, and there was two aces and three kings upon the table, the last having been Ike’s winning hand. “Ike got wise to the situation about the same time as Jim, and both drew. Jlm got & bullet through the should- ers, and Tke fell dead with a ball In the brain. Then Jim was staring I guess nobody could, then or | down at the dead man in terror and not understanding what it was all about. “The boys bound up Jim's wound and hustled him on his horse. ‘It you ride all night youll come to Mexico, Jim,’ they told him. Jim started out. where a little, frail, gray-haired wom- | twinkling they had Jim disarmed. hair turned gray very soon after the sentence. Jim was put in for lite, a® I told you. “So that’'s why Molly Deering comes to Fox Lane four times a year. She's as sane as you or I, except for this one queer little twist in her brain. Every now and again she forgets all that has passed and thinks she i8 going to Fox Lane to marry Jim. Then she dresses up in her best, and when I see her waiting for the coach I know what's happening. Quiet and i gentle as a lamb she is, but she thinks , she's a young girl again and that Jim Burnett will be waiting for her wlth: the spare horse. If you'll notice her, | triend, you'll see that she's weariag a riding skirt under her cloak. 4 “When I pick her up on the returni journey she never says anything, but Il can see that her memory has come Sack to her. And so it goes. It's pititul—but everybody loves Molly Deering, and it would go hard with anyone who didn't treat her respect- ful. And here we are at Fox Lane. You getting off here too? Then per- haps you'll have a chance to look at her.” The driver julled in his horses and! the gray-haired traveler descended. slowly. The driver jumped from the box, throwi., the ivins i.usely over tho horses’ “:+: flo opened the' coach door, and the travellc: could see him handing out the frail little lady.' “Here we are at Fox Lane, Miss | Deering,” he said. ‘“Anything I can | do for you today? Not coming back by the coach? Pshaw! I'm sorry to hear that. E:pccting to meet a friend? Sure now. Miss Molly, I wish I wasn't a married man. It's me that would be your friend if you would let me.” He placed the woman's handbag upon the ground beside her and, wav- ing good-bye to the driver, jumped on the box again, took the reins, and clicked to the horses. Off went the stage pell-mell, until it rolled into Acacia. “Poor thing! Poor thing!” ex- claimed the driver, wiping his eyes. “If Uncle Sam knew, maybe he'd let Jim out again.” He took on his passengers, but he reserved a vacant seat inside the coach. “No, sir, that seat’s taken,” he said. “Must go? Well, friend, you can ride on the box but you can't have that seat—not if it costs me my job. Who's bribing me? It's being held for Molly Deering. Certainly, no offense, friend. I knew you would understand. Yes, sir, she came up to Fox Lane today as usual, poor thing!” The stage coach rattled and rum- bled back until Fox Lane was reached. Then the driver pulled in. “Glad to see you, Miss Deering,” he called cheerily to the little figure that was waiting for him. “I didn’t know you was up in these parts. I guess I've got a seat for you inside. How W. K. Jackson-ssswites-W, K. 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Weedon Grossmith used to tell a g good story about a play by Robert Ganthony, which that gentleman asked him to read. Mr. Grossmith took the | comedy, but lost it on his way home. | “Night after night,” he said. “I would | meet Ganthony and he would ask me how I liked his play. It was awful; ‘he perspiration used to come out on my forehead as I'd say sometimes, ‘I haven't had time to look at it yet!’ or a2gain, ‘The first act was good, but I can't stop to explain,’ etc., ‘must cntchj a train’ That play was the bane of my existence, and haunted me even in my dreams.” Some months passed, and Ganthony, a merry wag, still pur- sued him without mercy. At last it occurred to Mr. Grossmith that he might have left the comedy in the cab on the night it was given to him. He inquired at Scotland Yard. “Oh! yes,” was the reply. “Play marked with Mr. Ganthony's name, sent back to owner four months ago, as soon as found.” Room 17 Kentucky Bldg. Phone: Office, 102; Residence, 150 W. 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