Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, June 17, 1914, Page 8

e ——— KILLING THE TIME By OTTO KRUGER. 0000000000000000000 With her small nose pressed against the screen door, the small neighbor looked wistfully into the grownup neighbor's kitchen. “Come out and play with me,” she coaxed. son to play with me at my house. My daddy's gone to town and my mother's gone to town and my grandmother's sewing me a dress and Hilda's mak- ing bread. Can’t you come out and play?” “I'm afraid I can’'t just now,” re-| sponded the grownup neighbor. “I'm busy myself. and talk to me while I work.” The small neighbor opened the door and skipped in with alacrity. “Why aren't you at school?” in-| quired the grownup neighbor as the | door slammed behind her visitor. The small neighbor gave an embar- rassed wriggle. “Well,” she said, “this morning when I first got up—I mean | when 1 first didn't get up, you know— 1 don’t feel very well. My head ached something flerce. sald if I kept on not feeling well I didn't need to go to school. I stayed 1n bed till she went to town and then 1 didn’t go to school.” “I'm glad you're feeling better,” sald ‘the grownup neighbor, sympathetical- ly. “I suppose in a little while you'll have entirely recovered.” “I shouldn’t be surprised,” agreed the small neighbor. She mediatively dipped into the: open flour box one small hand, over which there was a slightly brownish film, as though it might previously have been dipped into a mud pie. “I guess I'll go into the other room and play my new piece,” she volun- teered after a moment’s pause. “Do,” urged the grownup neighbor, cordially. The small neighbor disappeared and presently the strains of the new “piece” could be heard from the living room. In a few moments the musi- clan returned. “Wasn't that a beautiful plece and don't you think I play it nice?” she in- quired with proper modesty. “Yes, it was beautiful,” replied the grownup neighbor. “Now, suppose you run back and play it once more and by that time I think I'll be ready to play with you.” When the second musical feast was over and the artist had returned to the culinary reglons the grownup neighbor asked, “What do you want to do now?” The small neighbor reflected. “Do you remember,” she said finally, “that when I was here you made candy?” “There isn't a soul of a per- | But you can come in So my mother she ' The grownup neighbor admitted that she did remember the occasion. The small one thereupon smiled up at her | sweetly and ingenuously. “Do you know,” she sald, “that I can remem- ber how good that candy tasted?” “Am I to gather from that remark,” smiled the grownup neighbor, “that you would like to make some candy now?" “I think I would,” responded the other. “But you have a headache,” ven- tured the grownup neighbor dubious- ly. “I don’t suppose you would feel like eating any candy even if we made " {0 The small neighbor looked up at | her friend doubtfully, “Oh!” she cried as she detected the incipient | twinkle in the neighbor's eyes, “you're making fun. You'll let me have some candy, won't you? My head feels per- ?foclly good. I could eat a bushel of candy and it wouldn't hurt me a bit.” “I'm afraid,” said the grownup | neighbor, seriously, when the candy was on the stove and the small visitor was standing on her tiptoes to watch it bubble, “that the awful accusation made against me is true.” The small neighbor’s eyes grew very large and round. “What?" she asked. “Well, you know there {8 a story | going the rounds to the effect that you're getting badly spoiled by me.” “Spolled like apples?”’ inquired the small neighbor. ‘“All brown and wrin- kled and soft so you can stick your finger into them?"” “Well, you're not brown and wrin- kled, and I don't believe I could stick my finger into you.” “Well, then I don’t mind being spoiled,” chirped the small one. “I guess I like it.” Then she threw her arms around her friend's neck. “Do | you know,” she whispered, “I'd rather stay here and play with you than go to any school I ever went to in all my whole life.” The grownup neighbor gave her a severe hug. “I'm simply flattered to death,” she declared. Etiquette of the Sofa. The “etiquette of the sofa,” in Ger i many is, indeed, the profound mystery to English people that our Berlin cor- respondent declared it to be. We offer | the eastiest chalr nearest the fireplace | to the guest of honor, but in Germany 0 the sofa is invested with a sanctity (as of a throne. The visitor must not sit upon it unless especlally invited to do 8o by the hostess. To take a seat there unasked is an outrageous presumption, Strictly ac- | cording to the rank, wealth and status | of her guests does the hausfrau offer 1 them seats of honor, the “von” before the untitled, and so on to the married ! lady before the spinster. It is as deli- | cate a matter as the Englishwoman's | pairing of her guests for the dinner I i table—London Chronicle. THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAKELA : MYSTERY OF THE AR By JOE H. RANSOM, 000000000000000000000000¢C He was a little man. make out whether he was old or young. It was in the smoking room over a long-drawn- out chess game, that I chanced to mention stopping a day in the vil- lage of Mentz. My opponent h esitated. “Mentz,” he said, , that is my birth- place. I have not eecen it these ten years.” He sat for a while looking beyond | me, his face gone again into the ob- scurity of age. Then he suddenly brightened. “I wonder,” he said in his erisp way, “if they told you the legend.” I assured him that they had not. “The legend is very old,” he sald. “You must know that Mentz was for many years the chosen place for all the early experimenters in aviology to congregate and try out and compete with each other in their crude and deadly devices which marked man’s primary conceptions of heavier-than- alr machines. “They came from all lands, and the | Americans, they tell me, were the most progressive and the most daring. “Yet the Germans and French were not far behind. The legend goes that two of the young sons of this village of Mentz, both stalwart and fearless airmen, loved one of the daughters of the village, who was herself an enthu- slastic experimenter and had made a " number of flights alone. “The girl, liking and admiring them both, could not find it in her heart to choose. At length she hit upon a way of choosing which was at once unique and appropriate. She put it before her suitors, who agreed. “Both were to fly into the air upon a certain morning, and he who came first to earth should be the loser. “The morning came. All the village knew of the wager. The ascension of the rivals was witnessed by a great crowd, “They rose. They circled. They mounted higher, higher, until they were motes in the blue. Then they disappeared entirely. “The day passed, evening came, night fell. Yet neither of the bold- hearted contestants had descended. “Another_ day, another night. 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Thej girl waited a few years, then married | ‘l another man, grew old and had grand- | | children.” ‘Cb}{» hesitated and regarded t.hei ! chessboard fixedly. | «“rhat is the legend,” he took up the | thread which I thought had run its | course. “It is unsatisfactory. But| T will tell you what in reality did becomo of the two young voyagers in ¢ the upner reaches. “I was flying once at i on a peculiarly attractive and autfplw clous day I was soaring high, testing | the influence of the higher strata on | my new double centralization. I threw | the elevating lever over suddenly and | it jammed. My craft shot swiftly up- | ward, I worked frantically with thei Jever several moments. “When at last it was released the earth was a smear below. I was higher than I had ever been. Yet there was no uneasiness “Suddenly the throb of my engine ceased. 1 inspected it. There was apparently nothing wrong. I coaxed | it, humored it, cursed it. Nothing avalled. Then it came to me 88| strange that without power the ma- | chine retained its comparative posi-| tion and swept on at the same mng-‘I nificent, gigantically imperious speed. : The thing was awesome. i “Out of the void came a strange sound, a flapping and creaking and groaning as of a long-tortured, long- rusted, long-enduring, annquntedi windmill. | “The sound grew, and.indistinctly I made out before me the outlines of some object, taking the same course that I was following, but seemingly progressing at much slower speed. ! “At the end of an hour the object was quite near, and had divided into two parts, flying abreast. There were two planes, or what had once been planes, stripped of all but the steel ‘teletons, warped, creaking, uncanny. “And 3 I came alongside, what was ! my horror to find sitting rigid in the drivers’' seats, bony fingers clasping tha wheels, two skeletons, their eye- | less sockets fixed sightlessly ahead, | grinning ghoulishly into the void. Im | an hour they were lost behind me. A horror possessed me. I was no longer | obsessed with the strange urge of these high altitudes. heights. They were clammy with men’s bones.” “But you,” I said, “you—are here!’ He smiled, the youth again in his | He slipped his hand quickly ' eyes. I hated the | Tree in Grave Danger. It present conditions that favor the spread of the chestnut bark dlse:}se persist, Dr. Graves of the Yale I‘0r~ estry school says in the I‘u]»ulnr' Sci- encn: Monthly that this nuhlv. North American tree will become l\'u’lually extinet Continued l'nrvat.hrt:s, re- peated coppicing, change of soil con- ditions from cutting over large areas, and so on, add to the disease in hasten- ing the process. But the Japanese and Chinese chestnuts are largely re- Every typeface strikes the exact printing ~ eistant to the blight, anq ), these with American tyj. pin-Asiatic hybrid has be, that ylelds nuts of decid quality, and is highly r disease. 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