Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, July 14, 1914, Page 2

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PAGE TWO DO dd P PIdddddbddddbibbad PP DDED B G G BB B 45 Wm. Steitz, Secretary G. C. Rogan, Vice Pres. W. T. Sammon, Treasurer G. C. Barton, President POLK COUNTY DEVELOPMENT CO. CAPITAL STOCK $300,000 A New and Unique Bond This Company is 1ssuing a series of $150,000 of Partici- pating Bonds on 7,500 acres of land near Lakeland. These bonds are redeemable in any of the land at any time. They bear 6 per cent interest for ten years, payable semi-an- nually, which is evidenced and guaranteed by Coupons attached. HUGH LARMON General Sales Manager Rooms 1 and 2, Deen & Bryant Bldg. Lakeland, Florida. g B BEDESEHIPEBEEEIETTIEBBHEO KEEPS YOUR HOME = FRESH fyzfi?//CLEAN =Y e b B b i e e e Combination Pneumatic Sweeper. THIS Swiftly-Sweeping, Easy-Running DUNTLEY Sweeper cleans without raising dust, and at the same time picks up pins, lint, ravelings, etc., in ONE OPERATION. Its ease makes sweeping a simple task quickly finished. It reaches even the most difficult places, and eliminates the necessity of moving and lifting all heavy furniture., The Great Labor Saver of the Home—Every home, large or small, can enjoy relief from Broom drudgery and protection from the danger of flying dust. b g Duntley is the Pioneer of Pneumatic Sweepers— Has the combination of the Pneumatic Suction Nozzle and revolving Brush. Very easily operated and absolutely guar- 2 anteed. In buying a Vacuum Cleaner, why not give the "‘Dumley" a trial in your home at our_expense? Werite today for full particulars J. B. STREATER Contractor and Builder Having haq twenty-one years’ experience in building and con* tracting in Lakeland and vicinity, I feel competent to render the best service in this line. If contemplating building, will be pleased to furnish estimates and all information. All work guaranteed. Phone 169 J. B. STREATER | efeosososfosfgofecosdiosocdie B Birdecdo B o B B oo oo ool oS g el JUST LOOK AT THIS Hart, Schaffner & Marx Suits Selling as Low as $16.00, $18.00 & $20.00 that were originally $20.00, $25.00 and $27.50. Mohair Suits as low as $9.60 to $12.80 now. All our Im- ported Straw Hats cut way down in price. Don’t miss this Suit and Pants Sale as it is your only chance to get a good thing for a song. Thie Hub The Home of JOS. LeVAY b BB R B Adedddede g B dededode oy S———— OF STERLING MERIT By MARY RUHL. i _ It seemed like a dream to Arthur Lessing to be back again at Squire Brenner's house that afternoon in early May. The placid New England country, | green with young grass, the apple- trees in blossom, the well remembered scenes came back so vividly to his remembrance. It was four years since he had left Wakefield, to make his way in the world, and now, at the age of twenty-six, he was back, Bren- ner’s guest, and already with an es- tablished position in the city. It was an open secret that he had come back to ask Madge to be his wife. They were old friends. She had written to him sometimes, and there was always a note of intimacy | in her letters. It had been an idyllic love affair, though no word had been spoken. And they received him like an old friend. When Madge shook hands with him he felt the same subtle touch of sympathy. And Edith, her sister, smiled as she greeted him. She seemed to know; everybody knew the purpose of his return during that week that he was to be the guest of his father's oldest friend. Squire Brenner alluded tactfully to TELEGRAM LAKELAND, FLA., JULY 14, 1914. meant when she kissed him. , with silken steel. o no way out of the entanglement W | honor. ing, but after he the impending engagement as they strolled under the big chestnut trees together. “The man who gets Madge will be a lucky fellow,” he said. “She is a girl of sterling merit. And she will inherit a good:deal of money.” Then he turned suddenly and shook hands with the young fellow. In the old days he and Leslie Carter had been rivals for Madge. Leslie had borne no malice when his suit was gently declined. Lessing had hardly expected to see Carter there, but he seemed to be on intimate terms with the family. He, too, was a week-end guest at the DBrenner home. During dinner Lessing noticed with a touch of the old jealousy that Car- ter seemed to have established a brotherly relationship with the girls. And this was all that was needed to kindle the young man's determina- tion. He would ask Madge that night. The opportunity was easily arrived at, for the squire retired to his li- brary, and Mrs. Brenner nodded over her sewing. The girls and Carter had She Looked Worn and Haggard: gone out into the garden, Lessing lingering behind to settle Mrs. Bren- ner in her chair and put the knitting needles in her lap. Then he hurried out. Madge was walting for him! That was a blunt way of putting it, and yet he knew that the same instinct of understanding which had always bound them together had sent her alone to that arbor beneath the chest- nuts, The night was dark; he could only see her white dress shining. He went softly toward her. “Dearest,” he whispered, taking her by the hands, “I love you. Will you be my wife?” “Yes,” she whispered, and pressed her lips to his. And then he found himself looking into Edith's dark eyes. It was well for his training that he had been schooled inga difficult world. He did not start or betray himself. He linked her arm through his and they started back toward the house together. And, at the door, stood Madge and Carter. “Aren't you coming out Carte began; and then the sight of Less- ing's face checked him “I want to tell you all,” sail Less- ing, “that Edith has promized to be my wife.” He kissed her acain at et of ! the stairs and went up to his room. He sat for hours in his chair, | thinking. All the rules of his breed- ing told hir the mistake must never be o ask a "‘\\on\m to be one's and then to Jilt her was an unpardonable offense in his code. He knew Edith had al- | ways cared a little for him; in the | oid days there had been a little jeal- | ousy between the gir what he had lost, the look of sur art Schaffner & Marx Clothing [/ s s o arwee on that ac-| count. But the thought of Madge and | g ————————— e ———— ment—these things made life seem 0000000000000000000000000¢ {niplerable. : : There was no possibility of misunder- | And Edith loved him!| standing what that expression had | | A man who lives by a code i3 bound | threads stronger lhan‘L Lessing knew that there was | | He was the first down in the morn-| had paced the grounds for a few minutes, Carter joined him. “I didn’t have much chance to con- gratulate you last night,” he said, of- fering his hand. “It's odd, isn't it?” he continued, with a short laugh. “Do you know, I always thought it was Madge you cared for.” Lessing tore himself away, because he could not trust himself to speak. As he entered the breakfast-room Madge passed him. They stopped and looked at each other for an instant. There were dark rings under her eves, and she looked worn and hag- gard. Then she inclined her head slowly and was about to pass him. “Madge!” cried Lessing, suddenly. He touched her arm. “Won't you come here a moment?” he asked, draw- ing her toward the door. “Madge! 1 thought—" She tried to pass him, but he blocked the way. She was crying; she could not restrain herself. he was holding her in his arms and kissing her as he had done so often in his dreams, but had never done in reality. She lay in his arms without resist- ing, and it was fully a minute before she could get her voice. “Why—why—?" she stammered. “It was you, Madge,” he cried des- perately. “I thought that Edith was you. It was quite dark, and you both wore white dresses. I though that you knew, and that you had gone there to wait for me.” “You thought—it was—I?" she ex- claimed, looking up at him with staring eyes. “] made a mad mistake which I must atone for the rest of my life,” he answered. “Edith loves me, and she thinks I love her. You remember the old days? This must be good- by, Madge, forever, my dear.” A silvery laugh from the breakfast room startled them, They spun round, to see Edith standing there. “I couldn't help hearing you,” she said, laughing happily, “O, Arthur, how foolish we both were! I could never have found courage to tell you—" “To tell me?” “That 1 thought you were Leslie,” she replied. And then, in the revulsion of it all, Arthur kissed Edith agaln. But Madge did not seem to care. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) SACRED TO TENDER MEMORY Sunday Night Sparking a Time of Joy That Leaves Its Impression on the Heart. The Sunday night sparking 18 a sacred institution, the Manchester Mirror and American remarks. But for it, life would be at a cer- tain age not worth living, and race sul- cide would become indeed a matter of serious apprehension, The man who has not tender mem- orfes of taking his girl home from Sun- day evening service and going in for “a little while” i8 apt to be a crusty bachelor, hating women because he never knew one in her most charming attitude, The man whose youth was never mellowed by a Sunday night kiss, stolen from not too unwilling lips, has missed half his life, Half? Yes, nine-tenths! The Sunday nights when the fire burned low—and the lamp, too—hold a hallowed place in the memories of every normal life. The low fire and the low light have cast a softened glow that reaches all the way to the grave. They who are grown old and heart hardened may sneer at it now and think that young hearts should be calloused as old ones are; but time was with all of us when we looked forward through the seven days of the week to Sunday night as the golden time of the week. And our fathers did it. grandfathers. And our great-grand- fathers. It is an ancient human cus- tom that did not originate with our own youth or fail with it. The chil- dren do it in spite of our frowns. And our grandchildren will. And our great-grandchildren. Generations come and go, but Sunday night sparking remains, And our Were In Embryo, Mrs. Bourcher (Miss Violet Van- brugh) tells a story of two actors who were discussing their professional ca- reers. One of them mentioned that since he last saw the other he had left the stage. “But why did you leave the stage?” his friend asked, in surprise. “Well,” 1 ed the other, “I had a hint that I was not suited for it.” “l see,” v the friend's comment. “The little birds told you, eh”" “Well, no; not exactly,” was the reply 1t they 1t have become bira en allowed to Not Surprising, What do you think of an open meeting to discuss ways and means, by self-confessed rooters ang graft- ers?” That's nervy. “Members of a deners’ club.” Who are they?” professional gar QR ENTE T TR N R F I T b S v el 7 v '“‘,m' “Don't!"” he pleaded—and suddenly 4 {lry Cardui, and they all sa been benefited by its use, 4 Mleving woman’s sufferings and buildi € uildin ]v\eak Women up to health and strength, [ To guard agatnst any possible attack on the Panama canal th ¥ stationed at each of the locks one company of United States i, The photograph shows some of the soldiers and their tents at | ANAAaL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANANAAAANANAAAL, If you want your Shirts and Collars ! 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