Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, April 13, 1914, Page 2

PAGE TWO — f you want your Shirts and Collars Laundered the VERY BEST Send them to the Lakelana *Steam -Laundry Weare better equipped than%ever for giving you high class Laundry work. -Phone 130 worth of an automobile. “Beauty beauty does,” and the Ford ord unmatched in the world'® history. By that record you should judge it. Beware o the beauty that’s only paint deep. Performances, not promises, measure the is as r has a rec- ) ® Iive hundred dollars is the new price of the Ford runabouts; the touring car is five fiity; the town car seven fifty—all f. o. b. } Detroit, complete with equipment. Get § catalog and particulars from ' v Lakeland Automobile & : Supply Co. ‘ 1 Lakeland, Fla | Dress Patterns That have fit, style comfort, simplicity The Book Stogc_ Benford &QStei:z T i, PAPRT T e P e TR LR LSRR R L L LTS BT RELRRE L L L SR SIDEWALKS brick work, I respectfully solicit part of the paving that is to be done in Lakeland. All work m,‘ GUARANTEED ONE YEAR Having had many years’ experience in all kinds of cement ana; As an evidence of good faith I will allow the property owner to retain 10 per cent of the amount of their bill for that time, pro- » 3 @ viding they will agree to pay the retainer with 8 per cent per an- num at the end of the guarantee periog if the work shows no in- jurious defects caused by defective material or workmanship. ¥. 0. Address, Box 451 CLLLP LML H 4L S E 21NN MAYES GR D. CROCKETT Res., 501 North Iowa Avenue. R OCERY CO0. ~ | 7 “Reduce the cost of living,” our prices 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 Mayes Grocery Co. LAKELAND, FLORIDA ' Wood and—the boy. EVENING TELEGRAM, LAK ELAND, FLA., APRIL 13, ONLY A NIGHTMARE By C. T. OVERMAN. Dr. Crowder's professional success was complete. His selection to deliver the address at the meeting of the In- ternational asso- clation, of which he had been noti- fled but yester- day, vouched for . that, even had not hbis great prac tise, largely as counsel for other physiclans, not settled the matter long ago. One cloud only hung over Dr. Crowder’s life. It was a woman of course. When & mere boy, not yet formed or educat- ed, he had married pretty Ethel Wood, a milliner's apprentice.- She was pretty of course, very, very pret- ty—and she was good, and tender, and true. But she was ultimately im- possible for a man with such a brain as Dr. Crowder possessed. Through all the tollsome years he had been consclentious in his monthly remittances, even when it had re- duced him to the most uncomfortable straits. Yes, Ethel and the little boy had been taken care of physically— that much was taken off his con- sclence. But many times he ques- tioned within himself whether that covered his obligations. “But, great heavens, she could not | gpell,” he sald to himself over and over again. “She scarcely could read —never read anything worth while. | She had no ideals, ambitions, no men- tal initiative.” Ah! but the boy—he got on Dr. Crowder’s mind many sleepless nights. What right had he to project a human life into the world and leave it to work out the devious course of exist- ence without the guidance and aid of a father's care? Tonight the memory of his girl wife and the few happy months he had spent with her—before he heard the call to climb the heights—was hot up- on him, and he paused in the midst c? his ®xperiments and sat with his head in his hands for a long time. Of one thing he reflected with satis- faction—as he frequently had done be- fore—he had covered his tracks well. No acquaintance of his youth could possibly identify the great Dr. Crow- der of New York as the callow youth of Pottstown 20 years ago known as Tom Billings. He seized » rlass of water standing on the tabtle In front of him and gulped it down and turned to his! work. The water tasted rather ne- culiar, and he paused a moment to look at the glass containing fluid as colorless and as tasteless as water— but deadly poison. This was the basis of the experiment he was making. “Great God'!" the thcught flashed through his mind. “Could T possibly have made a mistake?” The cold sweat stood on his tem- ples. If he had drunk the pcison ho would be a dead man within a half ! hour—and there was no kuncwn antl- dote. Panic seized his mind and he trembled like a leaf. “If 1 am to die” he sald, “I must prepare for it.” The peculiar feellng in his head left no doubt in his mind ' that he had taken the poison. Then his thought turned quickly to the wife of his youth and his boy whom he had never seen. He turned quickly tc his desk and wrote rapidly for some minutes. He wrote the se- cret and the history of his life. He ex- plained the change in his name and his relation to Tom Billings and Ethel And then he wrote a will leaving all he had to his wife and boy. Staggering to the door he summoned the Jjanitor and ordered him in his old imperious way to find a friend—at once. Which, be- ing done, the two signed their names as witnesses and the document was hurriedly placed in an envelope and given to the janitor to mail to Ethel— which the janitor did at once. Some hours later the janitor found Dr. Crowder stiff and stark on the floor of his laboratory and the great- est physicians in all the great city were summoned. Consclousness returning, Dr. Crow- der looked for a moment into the face of the great doctor who stood over his bed—a colleague and a friend— and said: “No use, Ned; it's the new poison.” The man bending gravely over him smiled indulgently. “It's only a nightmare, Fred,” he said. “I feared it myself when I saw the stuff in your laboratory; but I have tried every test and it is not so. You are overworked; better go some- where and take a rest. “Yes, Fred, I think I will take a rest. Find when the next train goes to Pottstown.” (Copyright, by Daily Story Pub. Co.) Too Many of His Sort. “What business is your father in?” “He's a collector.” “A collector?” “Yes, the world owes me a living and I am letting dad collect it for me.” Different Times. “I see New York did considerable begging for one of those reserve banks.” “What of it?" “Oh, nothing. dictate.” New York used to 1914, SEEKING A HUSBAND By CONSTANCE CLARKE. “] have the funniest feeling that we've lost our way.” “But we haven’t,” said Dick reas- suringly, as he peered anxlously into the six cylinders of his new racer. “Well, why tell me so?" I grum- bled. “I think it would be quite thrill- ing and romantic.” “I can easily lose my way if you in- sist, but it's simpler not to. As it is, we're far enough from anywhere to have it appear just as romantic as you like.” And Dick's hand closed over mipe in a way that led me to believe that he was altogether right. “Well, if nothing's the matter, let's go onm, if you really won't pretend we're lost.” “I am lost, Peggy, absolutely lost. 1 ‘was fost all the while I was in Europe, and I thought I could find my way, but I couldn’t. The corals were the only things that helped out at all.” I wondered what I ought to say. I thought Dick had finished thinking things about me. Or had I changed? At any rate, he never tried to rule me now the way he used to before I stopped helping him exceed the speed | limit. We used to be such pals, but I hate to have a man decide things for me without ever giving me a chance, and to tell the truth, Dick as a pos- sible lover suggested all sorts of ua- | dreamed of excitement. “Have you seen much of Marian Collins lately?” I ventured, attempting to change the subject. And then as he looked at me slowly, “Oh, Dick please start the engine.” We were on a country road up some- where near Tuxedo, and we had stopped passing machines ever since we had struck it, so evidently we were quite off the beaten track. And now that the time had actually arrived I was beginning to feel terribly shivery. At zny rate, I had only had one pro- posal and Dick might—Oh, I don't know, that kissing problem always frightens me, and how was I going to help myself? Dick's lazy eyes were anything but lazy just at that moment. “Peggy, perhaps I haven't a chance in the world with you, perhaps I don't deserve one, but I'm desperate.” “Why, Dick,” 1 said innocently, drawing as far away from him as I could in my present surroundings, “we're frievls, why be desperate avout anythiug?" “Don’t fence. I know that you can choose from a circle of men that swarm around you all the time. Why I have heard from every fellow at the club about some doctor who has been chasing around after you." 1 smiled inwardly. Dick knew that that was all past and done with. After all it was a safe proposal compared to this one and even if I didn’t know what to say, why—O, if some onc would only come along. “What would you do if I should kiss you?" he said suddenly. “Don’'t be absurd,” I said more calm- ly than I felt. “Let's try to overtake the others on the road; we can't be so very far away from them."” He was standing on the running board and he leaned forward suddenly. “A bargain.” he whispered, “a kiss and we'll start. and we'll be 0" And in a second the engine thrilled into motion. Then Dick came back determinedly. “Peggy,” he whispered unsteadily, and then he lifted me ocut into his arms. There was no need of struggling; he forced my head back or his shoulder and I closed my eyes with a sob. I didn't want it to happen then. And suddenly down the rcad came the roar of a Klaxton and a glare of light, and I slipped out of Dick’s arms as Marian Collins called. “We thought we'd lost you for good. Any trouble?” And then I was nes- tling intc my furs and we were flying along the road again as if nothing had happened. But I was simply be- wildered at myself. Do you know why? Because as I stole a glance at Dick’s face, stern and uncompromis- ing, I was glad that it wasn't all over What if I should be going to fall in love with Dick? Inexperienced. Frank J. Gould, at a luncheon at | the Negresco at Nice, said of the flap- t per: “Wherever the English congregate they talk of nothing but the fapper. The flapper, you know, is their name for the young girl in shortish skirts and cpenwork stockings #ho still wears her hair in a flap, or plait, down her back. What amazes all England today is the flapper’s ‘advanced’ ideas. As there's a ‘new’ weman, so thnrv,; seems td be a new flapper. i “Two new flappers—it's a character- {s!lc story—were taking tea together In a nursery. The first said as she toyed with a doll: “‘I don’t like Jack. “‘Crude? flapper. “‘When he Kkisses,' swered, ‘he smac No Need to Hurry. Two visitors were smoking indus. triously in the 1 ing ¥ Maxine Elliott theater the ning during the intermision betwe the first and second acts. The ring of a bell announced the curtain a';k* nearly everybody started u[\slta*;: The two remained. One urged U- other to hurry. First \'isilor;“cu;) on, Pete. 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