Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, July 1, 1914, Page 3

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Any one interested in irrigation can obtain information by writing him For Sale in Lakeland by EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA JULY 1, 1914, PAGE THRER \ 0000000000000 000 IN THE OPEN ROAD — e — By GEORGE ELMER COBB. —— All winter long Sydney Blair lived in a 6x10 room in a poor lodging Ihomze. He did light housekeeping, so Ilight at times that heat, illumination and even food were under eclipse for |days. It was then that he huddled close under the bedclothes daytimes, stealing out nights to gather up a few morsels in his unique way. He was a poet at soul. As to his ef- fusions, only thrice in his life had he received real pay from a real publica- tion. This had not broken him of the ! poetic habit, however. He watched i the birthdays of people, great festal events; all kinds of occasions where an acrostic, a tribute, an eulogium would ! catch the fancy of the rich and bring in a few dollars for the effort. The present winter had been a hard one for poor Blair, however. He was obliged to write advertising doggerel, and this discouraged him. “Oh, for the time to hit the road!” . he pined, and with the first venture- some robin reported in the city parks the tramp poet began his annual hegira to the shrines of nature. Once a year his soul swelled. It was when, as now, he turned his face from the turmoil, dust and hollow ex- citement of the city. It seemed to him as though he was passing into a new i life, as the sprouting grass of the coun- tryside, the budding moss flowers, the BEHOBTO Was Aroused by a Shrill Echoing Cry. nesting birds, the warbling brooks uni- ted in a welcome to the passing way- farer who loved them. Outside of a little bundle, usually strung across his stout walking stick and containing a change of linen and a blanket, Sydney Blair had one other | possession of some utility and value. This was a plano tuning key. He was & natural musician, but the itinerant minstrel, caroling forth old-time lays, was a thing of the past. There were many pianos in hamlets and farm houses. From the profession of poet in winter our good friend enacted a broad transition to piano tuner at sum- mertide. He was a dreamer, his ]’thEh‘fll} wants limited. The heather formed a sweet-scented mattress, it was delight to watch the stars across the curtain of night twinkle tired eyelids close. g i f?,i Sydney simply strolled, talking to the | & flowers, communing with free, grand | Isoul thoughts, composing poetry he! could not sell. It was a tender solace, however, to work over these and at| night repeat them to himself. Once, at dusk-tide, Sydney, resting | under a great gnarled oak, was aroused | by a shrill echoing cry. He ran to- wards the highway to observe three rough-seeming fellows disappearing in the dim distance. He stambled over a prostrate form. It was that of an old | "in its upper levels, and flows on for- I going to do with you? What do you want to do?"” “Go with you,” replied the old man, simply. “I like the sunlight, the woods, the birds. I feel rested, I feel happy, only—I forget what was.” . “All right, I make you my partner,” | said Sydney. The old man grew quite blithe and talkative during the next day of idle wandering. He was like a pleased child. Some injury to his brain, it was apparent, had blotted out the past. Sydney observed that he was an edu- | cated man, his attire evidenced re- gpectability. There was not a mark on his clothing, not a scrap of paper | found to give the slightest clue as to | his identity. Every morning and evening, how- ever, the old man took from an inner pocket an exquisite little medallion. It held the portrait of a beautiful girl. He would gaze at it raptly for nearly an hour. And then Sydney got to sharing his mute adoration. The fair, wistful features came to form an ideal in his mind. Like nomads those two passed along the flower-fringed by-ways. Each day the old man seemed to grow happier and more contented with the careless, Joyous life. One evening, while seated in a little wayside inn, Sydney struck up an ac- quaintance with a physician. He told the story of the old man. The doctor became interested. He examined the patient. “There is a depression of the skull,” he said. “This man’s memory can be | restored by a surgical operation.” It would cost fifty dollars, the doc-, tor said, for he would have to call in a surgeon. Sydney made arrangements | for the housing of his friend in the vil- lage. Then he started out tuning pi- anos. It was a glad, proud day for his good, kind heart when he returned with the money to pay for the operation. The doctor had predicted rightly. The operation concluded, the old man rose up, a new intelligence in his face. He listened to the story of the doctor. His eyes were filled with gratitude and love as he was told of the noble sacri- fice of the tramp poet. “Bring me a check book,” he said, “and a pen.” His apparent whim was gratified. He scratched out “Bank of Milton,” substi- tuted ‘“‘State Bank of Wareham,” signed a name-—Henry Morse—and handed the check to Sydney, filled in for five thousand dollars. Then came his story of visiting some land at a distance, of being assaulted and robbed. Sydney must accompany him home. A sorrowing daughter, who mourned him as dead, greeted him at his own palatial home. She was the original of the cherished por- trait, Eva Morse. When all the beautiful story of the soulful fidelity of Sydney Blair to a stranger was told, gratitude shone in those lovely eyes. And then love, and in the golden days that passed by as a joyful dream the poet knew no more of loneliness, and deprivation, and neglect. (Copyright, 194, by W. G. Chapman.) . Roosevelt and the Amazon. The emergence of Col. Roosevelt from the interior of Brazil directed public attention more than ever to a journey probably the most weird end picturesque in the world. It is 2,150 miles from the mouth of the Amazon to Iquitos, where the government of Peru maintains a large dockyard, bar- racks, iron works, machine shops, etc., and an inland navy consisting of tw0; gunboats. { Few have any idea of the tremen: | dous volume and coloring of the Ama- ! zon current, its influence upon the: Atlantic, the immense distance it car ! ries nearly fresh water into the brine of the ocean, its serpentine windings, its overhanging vegetation, its rapids, its wild life, its pests, perils, pleasures and all sorts of strange sights. Some of the tributaries of the Amazon are mightier than the Mississippi. Like the redoubtable colonel, the Amazon is broad and deep, impetuous ever. Our Handicap. W. H. Ellis, a naval architect of man. His face was bedabbled with | the Scotch firm that built the Aquita- blood. There was a cruel gash at one nia, was praising America. side of his head. A button hole of his| “I have come to admire America ‘ vest was torn apart, showing Wheru: tremendously since my arrival in New his watch chain had been torn from York," he said. “You are a wonderful place. A pocket was turned inside out. | country. But, then, you have so many Evidently footpads had robbed this natural advantages, haven’t you? vietim. | *“The River Clyde, with us, has been Sydney ran to a brook near at hand.' brought up to its present draught by He soaked a handkerchief in water | means of dredging, and so the Scotch and did all he could to remove the are very proud of it. traces of violence from the insensible| “Well, a party of American sight man. Finally the latter sat up. He, seers turned up their noses at the put his hand confusedly to his head, Clyde one day. his eyes were somewhat glazed and, “‘Call this a river? they sald. “Why, unsteady as they surveyed Sydney. }lt's a mere ditch in comparison with “See, here,” spoke the latter, “who our Mississippi, or St. Lawrence, or L e i or the company. They are now prepared to fill all orders promptly. are you and what has happened?” | p..];?v,-am_- ' Addrees The victim seemed to make a des-| “‘Aweel, mon’ said a Scotch by- s N . s perate effort to concentrate his stander, ‘you've got Providence to Kimbrough and Skinner Irrigation Co., §|tousnts, tailea ana sook bis heaa thank for your rivers, but wo made blankly. | this oursel’s. Basaa MLPKE&NDJ[‘)mDA “H'm!” soliloquized Sydney, “ a badi e e shasi b ] blow. See here, old friend, I must get | Dog Refuses to Aid Law. A d it g $PPEP | you to a doctor.” | Unable to decide the disputed own | fi The victim placidly allowed Sydney ership of a dog, Magistrate McQuade, | o 25 h & | to lead him to a nearby village. There in the New York night court, left it/ l acrl lce or as zi a doctor looked him over, plastered | to the dog. But doggie made the con-| & |up the wound on his head and ques-' fusion more confounded H £ | tioned him as to his home. Walking on Broadway, near Forty- Ten acres truck land, one lot near Z| I dont know," was the monotonous | second street, with the bullterrier, yiresponsvh Henry R. Ste of 127 West Forty- . i & Sydney had tuned a piano that day the leas school house; also 1 new«six room I o By fod e ; -4 | himself slept in a haymow house one acreof land' | morning the me cloud of hung over the victim. All th ing Syd led him about the it t 3 - | No one knew him. 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