Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, May 23, 1914, Page 2

i I MARINES MOVING GUNS INTO VERA CRUZ l | | ' | | Marines from tl through t 15 and caissons | around is a hotel. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA | thousand acres of land are AAAAAAAAAAAA. Hollanders Re Holla: 1 1 every year, I¢ {8 said, how- the w ¢ than two hundred and | land: 1y I nd acres of the best soil has been 1 under water, not including the turies with v under the Zuyder zee, the §s still goin; ) ‘rv«IAm;llinn of which is a perennial fn Holland. From twenty thousand to | topic of discussion. S IEFIIEPIEBPPIHIBFIEEEEIEIEPINT We have purchased 500 Rhode Island Chickens § and can supply your wants at any time. g o NICE AND FAT Pure Food Store W. P. PILLANS & C0. PHONE 93 Cor. Main and Florida. bbb bdbbd LR DU SN A thousang might be wrong—but not five | hundred thousand. More than a half million because of its of upkeep. The buyers have picked the Ford serviceability, its low cost Ford has made good. W Five hundred dollars is the price of the Ford runabout; the touring car is fifty-five; the town car seven fifty—f. 0. b, Detroit, complete with equipment. Get catalog and particulars from Lakeland Automobile & Supply Co. : Lakeland, Fla A Frame That Fits ', is as important to a picture as a becoming gown to a woman. The frames we make are right in quality, style and workmanship, and will beautify as weli as preserve your, pict- ures. THE BOOK STQRE | MIELP RORANCE By DONALD ALLEN. “I'd give $100 to see him.” “You are a little goose!” “He must be handsome and gal lant.” “He's a low-browed criminal.” “I hope they won’t catch him.” “T'd like to be the one to shoot him “If they arrest him, I'll help him to escape!” “Look here, young lady, you don't want to make an idiot of yourself over this thing! You can climb rope lad- ders, play ghost and scare the cook into fits, but you stop there. There | 't be anvthing in being arrested.” for father to talk to me." for me, and I am talk re was Mr, Dalzelle, wido there his Bob, twenty ¥ old; there Phyllis at head of the 1ere was Kitty, | aged eig and there was the | cook | Brother and sister were h:u‘in:': breakfast together when the above | conversation took place. As a rule, | brothers pay little attention to their | sisters, but Bob had taken it upon himself to begin to boss when he was | seven years old. Another country Raflles had broken loose, and was plundering the county residences for miles around. He had not reached the Dalzelle place yet, but in time he must, and Bob bought a revolver and carefully loaded it and placed it under his pillow and then slept so soundly that Mr. Raffles or any other gentlemanly burglar could have stolen the chimneys off the house. The cook moved her bed and bureau against her door every night, and slept with her mouth open and ready to scream. Aunt Phyllis had four extra bolts put on her door, and never neglected her prayers. Mr. Dalzelle hid the sugar tongs in a vase and went to bed feeling that it was rather mean to serve Raffles such a trick. It was Miss Kitty who made a hero of the despoiler, and the newspapers were a good deal to blame for that. They said he must be a gentleman and a college graduate; they sald he was handsome and debonalir; they sald he carefully avoided houses where there was fillness, for humanity's sake. The girl was appealed to. It was romantic. It wasn't butter at 45 cents a pound, and short weight at that, but it was a young man of birth and breeding driven to burglary to get food for his starving mother, or something of the srt. Miss Kitty sympathized with him and admired him. If Raffles would only call during the daytime and relate his sad story she would cheerfully give him all the change in her savings bank and try and get him a clerkship in a grocery in the nearest village. She sat for hours on the veranda, but he didn't appear. She lay awake half the night, but he had business elsewhere. On the night preceding the conver- sation at the breakfast table, Mr. Raf- fles had plundered a house half a mile away, and in a most charming way had begged an old maid's pardon for having found her asleep with her hair in curl papers. This was the cap sheaf of romance If Miss Kitty were to go down and sit on the bridge would the knightly robber appear? If she were to saunter into the woods would her Robin Hood be there? “I don't care a snap what Bob says!” she exclaimed at her other self in her mirror. “If there is any way 1 can help Mr. Raffles to escape the police and then reform and be good Tm going to do it.” Half an hour later the cook told her that as many as twenty officers had Raffles surrounded in an old barn about a mile away, and the fellow was sure to be captured. “He needs help and he shall have 1t!" said the girl to herself; and ten minutes later she was speeding away in her runabout. There were half a dozen men aronnd an old barn, but there was no Raf- flas there. If he had been there he had vanished. When Miss Kitty was told this her face lighted up with such relief that after she had passed on one of the officers asked: “And who in the devil is that?” “The Dalzelle girl,” was answered “Is she related to Raffles?” “Don’t think so.” “But she seems mighty well pleased that he has outwitted us again.” “Oh, that's the girl of ft.” Miss Kitty sped on rejoicing. Raf- | fles was still free. They might have | tun him so far that he wouldn’t re-| turn, and the thought brought disap- | pointment One can’t rum well in driving an auto or a runz and after going three miles she tu in to an old and abar tha b en and wonder tried to burgle a: and when a awoke and st was doing there away without stopping to matter. It was th money and jewels, but it that it he found the bab; abau out of bed in its sleep he tenderly re placed it in a safe position. uted to kn he had to fall ELAND, FLA., MAY 23, 1914, A sound like a sneeze in the old house. The girl whirled and glanced over her shoulder. There was yawning va- cancy where the door had once hung, but there was nothing she could see in the room. Her father was an Insurance man and employed clerks. Why not give Raffles a position there until he could better himself. She would speak to him that very evening. Mr. Raffles would have to change his name and stop running out nights, but there was no doubt that he'd cheerfully make the sacrifice A yawn from the old house! “Mercy, what was that!” The girl arose and started to move off, but bethought her of tramps and She had no fear of One of sat down again the wayfarers by daylight. | them had turned in there the night be- fore, but he might not even wake up. If brother Bob knew that she had | come out hoping to aid Rafles what a > would be! Dut how was he And if he did find out she nd right up and sass back » know that his days of her were over with forever A Wt iped to her | faced the doorway The next moment she was facing a man of thirty who was cursing under s breath. He looked tough. He i looked wicked. “Who the blank are you?’ he de- manded as he looked from her to her runabout and back. “I—I am Miss Dalzelle,” she stam- mered. “What are you doing here?" “1 came out—to—to—" “You came out to play the spy for the officers!” “No, sir. I thought—thought—" “What in blank do I care what you thought? Raffles isn't caught yet, and ien't likely to be. Much obliged for the runabout?” “Here! Here!” she cried as he started from the vehicle. “No time to talk!"” “But you can't take that!" “But I have! Give my love to all the bone-head officers who are trying to find my tracks in the mud!” He had gone! It was Raffles of the romance! Miss Kitty Dalzelle sat down and wept. She had indulged in a charm- ing fllusion for days, and it had been knocked skyhigh in about sixty seec- onds. It was a hard blow, and the maid was still weeping when an auto halted and some one touched her arm and gently asked: you? It was a young man of pleasant face and voice, and he had no chaunffear with him. “A—ea man has run away with my runabout!” was gasped. “It was yours, eh? He passed me two miles back, and I am afraid he won't stop for 30 miles. He looked to be a hard case.” “That was Chevaller Raffies.” “You don't say!” “He was hiding in this old house.” “I declare!” “Do you know my brother, Bob?" “I'm afraid not, though I can tefl better after hearing your name, Mine is Duke Winwood.” “And I am Kitty Dalzelle, and I have a brother, Bob. You won't tefl him, will you?” “Never in this world! Now that your machine s gone, I am ready to convey you home in my auto.” “But what explanation can 1 gtwe regarding the loss of the runabout?”’ was the innocent query “We'll talk it over as we go.” It was talked over good his escape. never recovered The runabout was “Something mighty funny about all this!” said Bob after Mr. Winwood's | seventh or eighth call. Sis lets go of one hero and picks up another in less -4 than an hour, and s getting too chesty for anything.” When the engagement is announced Bob will get full explanations. (Copyright, 1914, by the McClure Newspa- ver Syndicate.) Flying Postman, The ministry of posts graphs of France recently made plans to create an aerlal postal service to carry late letters from Paris to the mail steamers for the West Indies and South America, which leave France only twice a month. Two hundred pounds or more of letters for South America arrive in Paris during the evening and night preceding the de parture of the steamer from Poulllac. To reach that port in time to go aboard the steamer the mail must leave Paris by train at 6 p. m. A successful trial of the proposed aux- flliary postal service was made. Lieut- Ronin left Paris in the morning with ten kilograms of letters, and arrived at Pauillac in good season. The gov- ernment plans to make other similar | trials, probably between Paris and the Mediterranean ports men Serv If the experi- succeed, a regular aerial postal e will probably be established —Youth's Companion Musical Experts Fooled. Some 1 badly 1 Té 1 cal experts cam e out ied on io. A ges and that ere played to an au- people of ed n dgment. The instru- m thought ti turned out to be a Belgian violin made this year, second € to al; French ins 1ient of 1911 and the Stradivarius came third. feet and “Can I be of amy assistance to Raffles made |° F ) 3 L B BB B B B B B B BB BB BB i Will Sacrifice For Casp Ten acres truck land, one lot near scho| house; also 1 new six room house one 5, of land. {MANN PLUMBING Co gww“ Dfl?x:mii::, PINE ST. ¢ | Bedidga | | | . AVONDALE SPRINGS TENNESSEE R. R. Station Avondale P. 0. 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