Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 27, 1914, Page 6

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McRa || Real Owner and Manufac- turers’ Agent Ectate Brokerage--Real Estate | TELL US WHAT YOU HAVE T SELL { ! WE WILL TRY TO FIND A BUYER .. TELL US WHAT YOU WANT Te BUY; WE WILL TRY TO FIND A SELLE®; < %07 ° 4 Rooms 6 and 7, DEEN & BRYANT Building Lakeland i ] Florida MAYES GROCERY (0. PN “Reduce the cost of living,” our motto for nineteen fourteen Will sell staple groceries, hay, feed, Wilson-Toomer Fertilizers, all kinds of shipping crates and baskets, and seed potatoes, etc., at reduced prices Mayes Grocery Co. LAKELAND, FLORIDA EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., MARCH 27, 1914. THE Ne er-Do-Well By REX BEACH Author of “The Spoilers,” “The Bamier,” “The Silver Horde,” Ete. Copyright, 1910, 1911, by Blrper & Brothers. ——— man, powerrul 1n pnysique, in mind and in determination. “In what way may I be of service to you?" she inquired coldly. “l want my boy,” he said simply, and she began to see that underneath his cold and domineering exterior his! heart was torn by a great distress. “You know all the circumstances of course?”’ “I do. That's why I came straight to you. I know you're the keystone of the whole affair, so I didn’t waste time with these other people. Kirk's a blanked Idiot and always has been. He {sn't worth the powder to blow to —excuse me—I mean he’s just a ne'er- do-well. Rut I suppose I'll have to do my duty by him.. I just had to kick him out. Sorry I didn't do it sooner.” “If you have cut him off why do you care what becomes of him?" Darwin K. Anthony’s eyes dimmed, but his voice rose fiercely. *“He's my boy, and I've a right fo treat him any blanked way [ please, but nobody else 8 going to abuse him! These Span- fards can’t do it! I'll teach them to lay hands on my—boy! I don't care what he's done. They've got to give bhim up, And he's going buck with | me. He's going home. bim." “Why have you come to me?” she queried. “Because you must know the truth if anybody does, and 1 want your help.” HIis voice softened suddenly, and he regarded her with a gentle kindness that was surprising. heard all about you and Kirk. In fact, I've known what was going on all the time, for I've had a man on his track night and day. You may know him— Clifford? night after the supper to your hus- band, but Anson didn't dare call him to the stand at the hearing for fear this Alfarez would perjure more of his black and tans.” *So Clifford is your man?"* “Yes. I took him off my system and sent him down here as soon as I got Kirk’s idlotic, Impudent letter”— The old man began to sputter with indig- nation. “What do you think he wrote me, Mrs. Cortlandt? He had the im- pudence to turn down a good job I of- fered him because ‘his wife might not like our cllmate’ Thank God, he had sense enough not to do that!” “Then you don't know?” Dy “Know what?" “T'hat he {s married.” “D—nation!” roared Anthony furi- ! ously. She nodded, “A Miss Garavel. They were married a—week ago.” She broke down miserably and hid her face in her hands. He strode to her with a light of understanding in his eyes, Laying a great hand upon her drooping head, he exclaimed with wonderful softness: “My dear Mrs. Cortlandt, I'm very sorry for you, indeed I am. Now— now, try to face it squarely. All good women are brave, and you're a good woman. We both love him, and I know we can save him if we pull to- gether.” “Yes, yes!” She raised her drawn, white face eagerly to his. “It will only take a word, but I have been like a mad woman. I couldn't bear to give him up, and when I learned the truth I thought I could let him—suffer. But I couldn’t He is the first and only man”— “I know.” He patted her in a way that said more than words. “I couldn’t have stood out much longer.” “Then you have proof?" was wild with eagerness. “This. Take it quickly. it ladt night. His face I only found It had been mislaid in the confusion. I meant to give it up, I really did.” With clumsy fingers she drew from the front of her dress an unsealed letter and handed it to him. “Stephen was not a bad man, you see, and he had no intention of wronging an innocent person.” Darwin K. Anthony's pallor matched hers as he read the sheet; then he ex- claimed weakly: “Thank God! Some- thing told me to come straight to you. Something always tells me where to find the heart of things.” Kirk was considerably surprised that afternoon when a sergeant and two policemen came to his cell, signifying that he was to accompany them. He could not make out where they were taking him, and, despite their unusual politeness, they were dense to all in- quiries. The coach drew up at last before a large, white building, and he was told to descend. Up a flight of stairs he was escorted, his pulses quickening with apprehension, down a long corridor and into a large room, where he saw Runnels, Colonel Jol- son, Anson, Clifford, a dozen or more | Panamaniap officials and—he. stopped I—I—want | | “I've : Well, he followed Kirk that ! b eeaEr N in his tracks as his eyes fell upon a huge, white crowned figure that came to meet him. A certain harsh yet tender voice pro- nounced his name. He felt his hands lcrushed in his father's palms, found the old man’s arm about his shoulders . and saw the deep set, steel blue eyes, "he loved so well wet and shiny. A | gudden sense of security swept over him, banishing all his fears. “My kid!” the old man said, shak- ingly. “H-how have they treated you. Buster?” It was a nickname he had given his son when he was & sturdy. round faced urchin of eight. “You came, didn’t you?" Kirk said. in a voice not at all like his own. “0f course 1 came, the instant CIif- ford cabled me that these idiots had arrested you. By —! They'll sweat for this! How are you anyhow, Kirk? Dammit, yos need a shave! Wouldn’t they give you a razor? Hey, Clifford. Colonel Jolson, come here! These scoundrels wouldn't give him a shave I suppose you're hungry, too; well so'm I. We'll be out of here in a min- ute, then you show me the best place in town, and we'll have a decent meal, just we two, the way we used to. I'll pay the bill. Great Scott! But I've missed you, Buster!” “Wait, dad.” Kirk was smiling, but his heart ached at his father's emotion. “I'm a jafl bird, you know. They think I—killed a fellow. But I don’t care much what they think now.” “That's all over,” Clifford broke in. “We've squared that, and you'll be discharged in ten minutes.” “Certainly,” said the father, “Cortlandt | shot himself. . Anybody but a blither- ing Spanish ass would have known it at the start. We have a letter he wrote to his wife an hour before he did it. She just found it and turned it over, She left here a moment ago, by the way, all broken up. She's a great woman, Kirk. That's not all, either. Clifford followed you that night and knows you didn’t go near Cortlandt Oh, you should have seep 'em jump when we flashed it on ’em all at once, | and they learned who I was!” “But those men who swore they saw | me?” “Bah! We've got that little fellow with the mustache, and both his wit- nesses. If they don’t send him up I'll | run in a shipload of my brakemen, and we'll push this isthmus overboard and him with it.” “I knew you could fix things.” “Fix 'em, fix ‘'em! That's easy! Say, how have you been getting along any- how?” “Great! “And you married one of these Pana- manicures, eh? The father scowled. | “Lord, I can trust you to make a fool of yourself.” i “Say, dad. She's only—so big." An- ! thony junicr indicated his wife's stat- ure, smiling rapturously. “Love her?" “Do 1?7 It's flerce.” “Humph! You'll have to get over it. I'll pay your debts and take care of you, but I can’t stand a mulatto around i me." ‘“There aren’t any debts, and she's not a mulatto. She’s a—dream.” Some time later Kirk found himself in the open sunlight a free man once more, with Darwin K. Anthony and Runnels on either side of him. But before he had gone a block he halted suddenly, saying: “Willlams! I'd forgotten him and his warrant.” “He's fixed,” Runnels explained. “While your father and Mrs. Cortlandt and Colonel Jolson were getting you out of jail Clifford and I told him the truth. He's rather a decent fellow. They have caught the real Jefferson Locke or whatever his name s, “Nol” “Yes. & weck ago. He landed In Bos- ton. Couldn't stay away from hisown country any longer. Williams hadn’t heard of it.” “What has become of Higgins?" Kirk inquired of his father. Anthony senior exploded: “Oh, he's back scorching up the Ten- derloin, as usual. But you'll have to cut him out or I'll leave you here. That's final. understand?” “I intend to stay here anyhow.” “Huh?’ The old man turned with a start. “I'm dashed if you do!” Then savagely: “What do you suppose I came down here for? I'm lonesome. I want you to come home.” Kirk smiled craftily and looked at Runnels. “Well, what can you offer? I'm doing pretty well as it is, and I can't afford to lay off.” His father, in turn, appealed to the acting superintendent. “See! It'a nothing less than blackmail. Is he any good, Mr. Runnels ?” “If there weren't so much politics in this job he'd be master of transporta- tion of the P. R. R. That's doing pret- ty well, isn't it? We're both going to quit and look for new work.” “Do you drink, Kirk?" “I haven't even had an alcohol rub since 1 left New York. But, dad, if you place me you'll have to take care of Runnels too. He knows more about railroads than—you do.” Mr. Anthony grunted a trifie skepti- cally at this and murmured: “He must be a bright young man. 1| suppose what he doesn’t know you do. Well, how would you both like to come north and give me some lessons?" “Do you mean it?" they cried in ) chorus. “1 do.” “Oh, there's Allan too. He'll have to go.” “Any cats and dogs you'd like to have drawing salary from me? Now, let's go somewhere and eat. [ haven't tasted anything to speak of since Clif- ford's message came.” “If you don’t mind, I-I'd like to stop at the Guaravels’ for a minute,” Kirk said longingly, and his father scowled. “I'd_forgotten this—wife of yours.” (To Be Continued. ) S e e L e e e L e s e e oo BB PP PP B BP DR HPRTERP PP PPPAS PP EEPPPSDPPPRPPPP G PPDPPRP 1 | | b i@ - Get Results USE Sherwin-Williams Ready Mixed Paint fORMIJlA Zinc Oxide, And be Convinced that it is THE BEST 33 per cent. Lead Sulphate, 22 per cent. 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