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p ‘scious, and fearing her pin might PAGE TWO : 2 e — — — — — — — — — — | SEET0IssTsssssetasssssstsssssssssesanasisnsies | | THAT STRANGE PIN By H. CLYDE BUCKINGHAM. (Copyright.) Mrs. Theodore Bradley Trenholm moved uneasily in her seat, looked sidewise at her husband, found he was interested in watching the vari- ous people being seated; then deliber- ately put the pin in her hat, and fas- tened it to the back of the seat in front of her. = After the performance, in the hurry of getting out of the theater, she quite forgot about the strange pin she bad found in the rack in fromt of her, and so appropriated it. In fact, it was not until she was dressing to g0 out the following morning that she again thought of it. Mrs. Trenholm took the pin from the pincushjon and walked to the win- dow with it. * In the sunlight it was remarkable; the top being a curiously wrought af- fair, somewhat resembling an Egyi- tlan mosaic. It was round, and per- haps two inches in diameter; in the center was a square amethyst, of a deep, rich color; surrounding the gem ‘were ten cat's-eyes of various shapes, each weighing about a carat. The back was of gold, on which four let- ters were engraved, “N. Y. M. C.” The pin was longer than generally used in hats, and very substantial. Although Mrs. Trenholm realized the rare beauty of the pin and that she had practically stolen it, she put it in her hat and wore it downtown. The stores were unusually crowded, s0 it was quite late before she finished her shopping. Feeling hungry, she went into a small tea-room for some light refreshment before going home. The place was deserted, save for two young women in the far corner. Mrs. Trenholm took a seat near them and gave her order. Presently a part , of the conversation drifted over to her. They were discussing a fascinat- ing pin. At once she became con- belong to one of them she turned her head the other way. In a short time they left. On the way out, the girl who seemed to be doing most of the talking, deliberately stopped in front of her and smiled cordially. “I hope you have luck!” she said, then she followed her companion. Mrs. Trenholm gasped. “Have luck! I wonder who she thought 1 was? 1[I declare, 1 don’t know what she could have meant.” She was so preoccupied going up in the subway that she failed to observe the young man who sat opposite. As #he was ascending the steps at Sev- enty-second street, some one grabbed Rer by the arm. Thoroughly fright- ened, she turned hurriedly and looked into a pair of very honest eyes, brim- ful of fun. “I've tried all the way un to at- tract your attention.” he said. “but yon simply wouldn’t look.” “T.ook! 1 should say not!" she re- plied indignantly. “Let go »f my arm at once. How dare you touch me? I don’'t know you, never saw you be- fore.” - “Of course you don't—exactly know me,” he answered quietly. “And I don't belleve I ever had the pleasure of seelng you before. But you want to know me, don't you?' By this time they had reached the street, and were standing gazing in- tently at each other. “I think I never heard of such ef- frontery!” she sald. “I want to know you? Well—I don't! Young man, you bave certainly made a distressing mis- take. I have a husband.” And with her head higher than usual Mrs. Trenholm hurried away from a thoroughly astonished man. He looked after her for a second, then rapidly followed. At the corner be rejoined her. He raised his hat and looked at her squarely. “T want to apologize,” he sald. *“I bave indeed made a mistake. | am not in the habit of doing such things; but I eaw the emblem, and supposed 1 had the right.” Before Mrs. Trenholm could reply, he had left her and was walking rap- ¥y on in the direction of the subway station. Though a trifle put out by the whole occurrence she had to laugh. That evening she told her husband about fit. v “What did he mean by the emblem, Alred?™ “I don’t know,” her husband replied. “Unless he could have referred to the pin you found last night. Let's exam- fne it carefully.” The examination revealed nothing. Even the letters were of no signifi- eance. Not to be daunted by one experience, Mrs. Trenholm continued to wear the pin. Fpr two weeks nothing happened, and she began to feel quite secure again and prond of her possession. She was coming home rather late one afternoon—it was quite dark, so she was hurrying-—when she heard a man call: “Wait a minate!” She paild no attention, and the ecall was repeated, this time emphatically. Thoroughly frightened, she started to run, a man after her. He reached her on the threshold of her house. He was middle-aged and piainly intoxicated. In a wavering volce, that he tried to make firm, he asked her where she was going. “Don’t you know you're the girl for me?" he continued, making a grab for her arm, and managing to catch her hand. She jerked herself free and ran up the steps, the man calling after her: *]1 saw it—I tell you I did!” The pin was carefully examined again that night, and Mr. Trenholm, now convinced that it was the cause of the unpleasantness, approprinwdg it. “I shall feel much safer, Kitty,” he told her, “it you will promise me not to wear it again. I am sure it is the emblem of some secret society.” “Perhaps it was left in the theater as a trap. I may be the person se- lected to shoot the president. Oh, horrible! Do you suppose I am, Al- fred?” “l hope not!" Mr. Trenholm an- swered. “I like my wite far too well | to take any chances with her.” The next morning Mrs. Trenholm was busy preparing breakfast in the Kitchenette, when her husband arrived on the scene with the morning paper, and a pleasant smilé. “Can the cook spare a minute from the bacon to listen to a unique adver- tisement?” he asked. “I think she can, if the indulgent husband will forget to scold it the tood 18 cooked too much,” she laughed, as she turned the gas down. “What new trick is this?” She lald the small knife beside the stove and walked over to her husband. He put his arm around her and held the paper with one hand while he read: : “‘If the young lady who found & N. Y. M. C. pin in the Chamberlain theater on the evening of February 4, will return same to Mrs. L. Mount at the club-rooms in the Aiken Studios, she wiil hear something to her inter- est.’ “Oh! how exciting!” Kitty ex- claimed. “Of course I'll go. Won't it be all right, Alfred”’ She had caught a glimpse of the frown on Mr. Trenholm’'s face. “Decidedly not!” he answered. “I think, as I always have, that it is some secret society. If you want to get rid of the pin, call a messenger and send it down to her. Don’t forget abou! your promise not to wear fit. Or the shooting,” he added. “No, 1 haven't forgotten anything, but I think it would be awful to give it 'n without finding out about it, when we have the opportunity.” After Mr. Trenholm had gone to business, Kitty once more read the ad- vertisement, then inspected the pin. It was a wonderful thing, and she cer- tainly hated to give it up. She de- bated over it all morning, until, wom- an-like, curiosity overcame her better judgment, and she decided to call at the Alken Studios. At three o'clock, Mrs. Trenholm, ar- rayed most becomingly in a dark-pur- ple velvet gown and hat, jumped out of a hansom in front of the Aiken building. Carefully wrapped in paper and concealed in a large sable muff was the pin. She found that Mrs. Mount’s rooms were on the thirteenth floor. “Go down this corridor, turn to your left, the third door on the right is the club.” The elevator man smiled at the last word “Mrs. Mount” was on the door In | large letters, and Mrs. Mount, a wom- an of large proportions, was in the room when Kitty timidly entered. The large lady rushed forward and grabbed her hand. “Oh, so good of you to come, Miss—? You are here in answer to my advertisement? Yes—do have a chair. We are always so glad to wel- come strarngers! Tut you won't be a stranger long. “The young lady who lost the em- blem—the pin, | mean—was go upset about it. Do sit down. I want to tell you about our club.” “Why, yes—I brought the pin,” Kath- erine answered, when at last Mrs. Mount paused. “But, really, there is nothing I want to know about your club.” “Oh, my dear! You simply must let me explain our delightful methods. First of all, some of the best people in the country are members. You pay an initiation fee of $100. Then you are presented with a club pin, that serves as an introduction to any other mem- ber. For instance, you are in the car, you see a young man who appeals to your fancy; he, perhaps, wears a club pin; you are privileged to speak to him. The same applies to a woman. It stmply does away with stiff formal- ' ¥ Your Ded, rour Grand- Tour Great-Grand- ¢ All used May - Apple Root to reléase the bile from th. live:. It those days — e PODOLAX formula the, gripe has taken out. Buy kand try it.’ i the mention of the lack of formality, | + 2 “The quicker his kind go to the dev i1, | the better for all concerned. I couldn’t | eyes. THE EV NING TELEGRAM LAK ity. Now, don't you think you would care to join? | While Mrs. Mount had been talking, i Mrs. Trenholm had been taking in the | detalls of the spacious room. It was a trifle tawdry, but beautiful withal, and wonderfully luxurious. At the pleasant young lady came to her mind, then the man with the smiling | She belleved it would be pleas- ant to join such a club; she had few friends in New York. Then came the remembrance of the middle-aged man. It was horrible, and she shuddered. Just then she saw the sign, the explanation of it all. “No, thank you, Mrs. Mount,” she gald. “I came in to return the pin. 1 hope my keeping it so long has not inconvenienced any one.” That night a very meek wife greeted ' Mr. Trenholm, and in a gentle, sub- dued voice she told him that she had disobeyed him and gone down with the pin. “] wish 1 had taken your advice,” she added. “Well, what did you find?” he asked. “Oh, Alfred!” 8She sobbed on his shoulder. “It—was a lovely club, and I—I wanted to join it until I saw, the sign.” Tr. Trenholm patted her reassur- ingly on the back. “What sign? “It was Iike the letters on the pin: NEW YORK MATING CLUB. MRS. MOUNT'S MATRIMONIAL BUREAU. But they were written out” And Mr. Trenholm laughed i{m- moderately. :ououououoouonuooo: i s PLACING HIS AFFEGTION & S By HARRISON SMITH. ¢ ° ° Johnny Hawley took his second cup of tea, absent-mindedly put in two lumps of sugar, which he never used, and stirred it thoughtfully. The fire crackled on the wide hearth, and never had he seen Philippa look so alto-' gether adorable as she did that blowy March afternoon. “As 1 was eaying,” said Johnny, with | a sidelong glance at Philippa and try- ing to hold his voice to its usual con- versational tone, “I've been very, very | wretched of late.” “Have you?” said she. “I think I know what's the matter,” she haz arded. “Do you?” asked Johnny. “Let's hear your diagnosis of the unfortunate case.” “You're in love,” sald ehe, very de- | murely, and Johnny in his joy of the! moment started so violently that he | all but upset his tea. | “Say, you're some little old mind reader, Philippx,” he declared. “How'd you guess ..."” | “It's too easy,” said she with a little sigh. “Anyone who knows you at all could guess that about you of late, Johnny.” | “That's dead right,”’said Johnny. “Anybody could have guessed it, couldn't they?” “No reason why not,” said she, “I can even tell whom you are in love ! with.” “Go ahead,” sald Johnny. “Don’'t let any false modesty stand in your way.” Philippa said very calmly: | “The reason you are wretched is ' because of the person you're so much in love with, Johnny, and that person is—yourself.” A dainty Sevres cup was smashed and a goodly quantity of perfectly good tea was slopped about promisca- _ously as Johnny, who had half risen from his chair, sat down in it' again with rather too much suddenness, “You're terribly in love with your self, Johnny,” she went on calmly. “You think only of your own pleasure and comfort. You have altogether too much money for your own good. It's made you dreadfully selfish.” “You mean I should do things?” he asked weakly, aware from her pause that something was expected of him conversationally, “Exactly.” “Well, I'll give away more of it,” sald he. “What's your pet charity now, Philippa? Tell me and I'll write out a regular old whale of a check for it— ' one that will really make your eyes pop out.” “Oh, Johnny Hawley!” she chided, ' “always a point of view like that! You think just giving money, when you have oodles of it—more than you can | possibly spend yourself—means being | unselfish. You wouldn't miss the money. You'd forget ten minutes after you'd given it. You'd never fesl the difference. That will never cure your wretchedness. You've got to | before ever you'll feel any better.” | “There’s Ned Hawkins,” she said' , awful pace. | §t?” she said mockingly. ; ) | couldn’t possibly do anything the least ELAND, FLA.. APRIL 14, 101 musingly at length. “Ned's going an Money won't help him any, because he has too T ch of it al- ready. But personal work Am. young and foolish and a bit of per- sonal work with him might make & man out of him.” “Oh, that silly fool?”" he questione d. do anything for him.” 1 “It would be disagreeable, wouldn't “I forgot you bit distasteful to you.” ) “What'd you think of me it I'dlti' succeed in making Ned pull up a bit? he asked. “Your reward would be in the feel: ing you had of having done someth!ng really worth while for once—in being really unselfish, for I realize it's going to be a particularly disagreeable task straightening Ned out.” Johnny took his hat and stick, said good-by, apologized for the cup he had so awkwardly broken, and went down to the club. He sat there for a long | time staring out of the big front win. dow, thinking deeply and turning many things over in his mind. Then he saw Ned Hawkins coming up the steps, none too steadily—with two of his closest and most disreputable cro- nies. Johnnie got out of his chalr, squared his shoulders, rolled eyes as if he said he knew le acting the fool but sheuld p: that course, none the less, a having a most unsc fied verbal quarrel with the man. Jight mor was again s 1 cozy hearth with a cup of te is hands. Philippa was loveli ever. “I've heard all abeut it—what you've | done for Ned." said she. “You bad a perfectly dreadful time, didn't you, and | it was simply awful come of the things he did and said about you? But you stuck it out and you made a man of him. It was splendid. You must feel awfully good about it." “I don't,” said Johnny. “You're not still wretched” “I most certainly am.” “\Well, what's the matter now?” “I'm not cured. i'm still ia love.” “With yourself”" “Bother it, no! You know I'm not and never was. You know who it is I'm in love with. It's you."” ‘Oh, yes, I've known that all along, too,” she said. SETTING OFF MIRROR CLEVER ARRANGEMENT EASY TO PUT TOGETHER. Makes Effective and Unique Decora- | tion—Old Chest of Drawers Its Foundation—About the Oldtime Girandole. The mirror arrangement illustrated is easily made. It relies for its begin- ning on an old chest of drawers. The top of the chest was carefully removed and the top drawer, with its shell, was cut away, leaving only the two draw- ers below, upon which the top | piece was reset. A set of little drawer boxes was made for each end and in . the middle was placed the large mir- ror, fastened securely. Of course, there are many small separate mirrors of which anyone might consider herself lucky to be pos- sessed. For these separate mirrors have been in vogue since the sixteenth century, and we see many of the beau- tiful old ones, as well as some good copies of the same. in those days they were not called mir- rors, but looking glasses. A mirror was a girandole—one of those circular convex affairs, in an ornate frame and usually surmounted by an eagle. It you have never seen one, you might ! 8till be able to imagine what it would |, | | be like to look into “a circular con-| vex mirror.” It makes you either enor- | mously fat or amazingly thin, with a | glve something of yourselt—something | squint or a leer or a double chin—so pereonal, something really worth while, | theY were never very popular except '" for wall decorations. Of_the looking glasses_which H | | | To tell the truth, ’ have ' have the pier glass, the s 8 he smaller glasses iantel glass and t | ‘n" m:.mm.n y, walnut, painted and gil;. ;;anws ‘most of them peautiful an 'm;L of them old—Washington Star. survived, we AOMIRED AT MONTE CARLO & Combination Is a Costume of Taffeta and Broderie Anglaise. d broderie Anglaise are sses seen at the Effectiv Taffeta an) ? seatured in the dre: Zt;n‘a‘rltr dn-szaurams at Monte Carlo, writes a Paris correspondent. A dress | that made a gensation at & recent sup- | per party was in straw-colored taffeta | with a short double skirt, and above “u a width of broderie Anglaise ar- The bodice was in de sole with the Madeira | ranged as a tunic. | cream mousseline shoulder pleces in the same work as on the skirt. c:lr‘cund the bust, as a lining, was a broad ribbon of ruby satin, and a dark ‘ ruby velvet girdle gave a striking con- u-as't to the two pale pink silk roses that rest upon the transparent muslin. A full band of ruby velvet at the wrists drew the transparent sleeves into a small compass. The fall of muslin upon the hand is one of the character: {stics of the present season. All the bodices are transparent, but it is essentlal to cover the low corest with ribbon that, as a rule, s inde- pendent of the bodice, and is pinned upon the figure, in order to make the transparency appear lighter than it would were the lining sewn to the mousseline de sole or tulle. A roll of taffeta finishes the bottom of the skirt in the approved fashion. — e Summer Fashions. The old-fashioned fichus will be a pleturesque accessory of summer dresses. The tailor suit for morning and walking will be cut on severely plair lines. The coat will button straight up the front. Plain shirt- waisis with stiff collar and plain derhy hat of velvet will lend a decid- edly niasculipe effect to this costume. In Pink and White. A dainty dress is made of pale pink and white etriped gauze, plaited so that only the white shows, with a band at the hem of pink and silver em- broidery. When the wearer moves or sits down the plaits part or droop over the confining band and the pink be- comes visible. The bodice is made with two fichus, the inner, of white, crossing the outer, which encircles the shoulders, narrowing into a pink sash fastening at the back with long ends fringed with silver. ! To Clean Black Jet. 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Cresan Co., Ltd., New gy, For sale in Lakeland by § ley & Henley. : ) — SMART SPRING Coxp A smart black taffeta coat of 2 design wnich shows the Influ the overskirt. The smart bow back of the belt and the oddly white collar are new featurn spring. The chic toque is of trimmed with osprey feathers, Crushed Morocco, Crushed morocco leads the f in the hairless pelts used for o desk sets, guestroom inforn cards, hall mail boxes, toilet ad bags of all sizes, and for bindiy ner records, theater notes, tram pressions and all other special} that are included among the inf belongings of the truly smart v The crushed morocco is 80 utter like the uncrushed sort that it readily recognized. It has ab fully smooth and glossy surface fascinating to handle, and it coo the loveliest shades of ros mauve and blue. Some of the are lettered in glossy black andd in gold or white, but silver on i shading e prettiest of all. Coni with the crushed morocco, the surfaced kind looks crude, ha cheap. On the frontof every carton and label of every bottie of the GEY ——DR. BELL'S — INE-TAR- HONE you will find the BELL in 88 4 Granny the Kentu “Startin right fi.‘. gettin’ right.” * precautions, you know what ¢ “Tell By The Bell” 28e., 80e., $1.00, AT DRUG ST 7 s For sale by Henley & He¥