Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, July 14, 1914, Page 6

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PAGE SIX TRADE Best for athlete refreshing. pore ad Ll ‘Whenever you see an Arrow think of Coca-Cola. 5250525052525252525252525252525257 THE DEUGE SHE DiD By OPIE READ. KOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODON Considering the fact that she was{ young and handsome, she was re- garded as exceptionally earnest. To write for a newspaper was her ambi- tion, and all she wanted was a chance. ' Pinally a chance came. John Ferron | had been charged with defrauding a building association out of $5,000. The amount was not large; Ferron was not a prominent man; the case was good only for a “stick full,” and it was glven to the new girl. The suspect- ed culprit had been placed under bonds and could be found at his board- ing house, the city editor told her. She was elated. Instantly she had be- come a factor of the great city. She thought of her home in the country, the dull life, the daily complaint of the neighbors, the dead eternity of non-eventfulness, Ferron was in his room when a servant brought a card bearing the name of “Miss Eva Smith.” That was ' all; nothing to indicate her business; but at this Ferron took fright, sup- posing that she might be another one of those “defrauged” home-seekers. ! He sighed distressfully and, with the resignation which comes when some- ! times we have reached the limit of | calamity, he told the servant to let ber come in. The visitor's fresh and engaging face for a moment drovéI calamity back into the dark corner. | Ferron flopped out of his chair and | invited her to sit down. She did, with a smile, glancing about the room, at the cheap books on a shelf, at the picture of a boy at a well, drinking out of an old oaken bucket; at a stuffed owl on a bracket, and then she looked at Ferron. She had expected to see an oldish man, lean | and fox-like. She was surprised to| see a young fellow, curly of hair nnd| handsome, “I'm afraid I've come on unpleas- ant business,” she said. He smiled. “No matter what yomr business may be, your coming is pleas- | ant,” he replied. “Thank you.” “Not at all.” For a time they sat looking at each other. He cleared his throat. *I be- lieve you said something about un- pleasant business.” “Yes; 1 am a reporter, and—" “Is that so unpleasant? If it is, why don't you quit it?" “Oh, reporting isn't unpleasant— — e 1, has been in the game since 1903, « qumflf/’m » whoseeksagenuinc thirst-quencher that's wholescme. Nicknames encourags THE COCA-COLA CO. ATLANTA, GA. ——— L~ — 7 ————— s | . laughed. Known as L. Selected by a her in American are reported the Ore of the peculiar / anLough be isoneof f 1 dax, } ts, i ~=., b=va nover seen their son i\ t f~n—cverycne Delicious and " it’s charming. Dut I have come to interview you.” “Interview me! I have already been | bound over befor interviewed by a justice of the peace and have been bound over. Ah! what do you want me to say?” “Oh, just anything. You might— well, say something to defend your- self, you know.” I | I ply say that you are not guilty. “But that wouldn't do any good.' I am already half-way condemned.” “But it might keep you from be- ing condemned the other half.” He leaned back in his chair and She laughed too, and then she told him that he did not look guilty. He thanked her and replied that he was nct. She was pleased to hear it, she #aid; she had not expect- ed to get a confession out of him, and thanked him for his confidence in her. . But suddenly she iooked serious. “Oh, but that wasn't a confession!” she sald. "It was simply an assertion. People don’t confess except when they acknowledge that they are guilty., I don’'t know what I have been thinking about. But you know a woman does not believe a man guilty it he is— agreeable. Only the disagreeable men are guilty.” “The man who is disagreeable to women ought to be condemned on general principles—or, rather, on general unprinciples,” he replied; and they both of them laughed, and she wondered what time it was. He said that it wasn't late, looking at his watch; but she declared that she must be going, dropping into that serious mood which, in the office, had caused surprise. With this man, however, , Bhe could not long remain serious. There was something about him that made her smile. She knew that he might possibly be on the road to the penitentiary, for the justice of the peace had bound him over; but, some- how, she felt glad whenever she looked at him. Was he a humorist set in silence to cause laughter? *I must really go,” she sald, getting up. He did not arise. “Must you go?” he inquired, with a soothing regret in his voice. And then he added: “When are you coming back?' “Coming back? was."” “l know you didn't, and that's the reason | asked you.' She laughed. him, but somehow, it pleased her. “Why should I come back?” “To get a detailed statement when I prepare it.” “Oh, are you going to do that? 1 don’t quite understand; but whenever a man is bound over by a justice of the peace is it usual for him to make a detailed statement?” “It is usual for me. I didn't say that 1 It was impudent of ! EVENING £ X I s o “Then you have been arrested and e?” “No; this is the first time.” “You—you tangle me all up. I don’t understand you. But, really, I haven't learned anything by coming. You sim- | We expected you to say that. Can't you tell me just a little something—some- thing to help me in the office? I for- got to tell you, but this is my first assignment.” “l never shall forget mine,” he | said. “Oh, and were you a reporter?” “Yes) and 1 quit it—because the pa- per changed hands. Never could get another job. But I have been think- ing that I might make arrangements to send in news from the penitentiary | —society news, for instance.” | “Oh,” she said, brightening, "1 might make something of that. Well, | good-by.” Ferron sat gazing at the chair. Jumping up he hastened to the window and watched the girl as she was getting on a car. She did not ' look back at the house, and even 8o little a thing as that made his heart heavier. “She was sent as a beauti- ful torture,” he said. “Now I shall have a worry harder to bear thanl the other one. Go on, vision; that's all you are.” The vision was going on toward the office, framing a sketch in her mind; and she wrote it with a dash —it was so full of spirit that it leaped and bubhled from her pen; but when she took it to the city editor he frowned at it and declared that it was too long. When, however, he had read it, with a few sweeps of his mas- tering eye, he complimented her and, with a shrug of his shoulder, dis- missed her. The sketch appeared, a vivid light amid a gloom of ordinary crimes; and the next day she re- celved a note from Ferron. “I didn’t know that I could serve as such an inspiration, My trial is set for next Friday. Come over.” She was sent to write something about the trial. Her sketch had made the case important. He smiled at her, and, though it seemed to send a light into her heart, she resented it, and in her report she said a few mean things about him. That would teach him a lesson. And it did, for the next day he simply looked at her. Then she was sad, and sought an omu\rtunn,\'! to beg his pardon. The jury acquitted “ him, and he went away without giving ‘ her a chance to speak to him. “I knew | he was not guilty,” she mused. Per-| haps mow he might still wish to make | his detailed statement.” | When she went, however, she did Strenuous Games take the “[ife” cut of you- Thirst-killing Chero-Cola puts it back. Cools--Refreshes-- Stimulates Energizes Body and Brain. BOTTLED BY CHERO-COLA BOTTLING CO. LAKELAND, FLORIDA TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA,, Conservationg On the Farm § i make. | weak. Something made me strong— JULY 14, 1914, not pretend to have come for a state- ‘ ment. Boldly she declared that she had come to beg his pardon for hav- ing said mean things about him. He smiled, and begged her not to think of it. He had not been offended. He | deserved all that she had said. “No; 1 was cruel, and you s0 inno- cent, too.” J He laughed. “Singular how inno- cent some can be, isn't it?” he said, looking into her eyes, H She said yes, and looked down. Then he spoke, and his voice was SO solemn that it startled her. “Miss Smith, I made one confession, didn’t ) “Yes, you confessed your innocence, and you were not guilty.” “I now have another confession to | 1 was guilty.” “Oh, you don't mean it.” “ do mean it. | was a scoundrel. 1 sat here one day musing over the fact that the whole world was a ras- cal and a swindle. | needed $6,000, and knew how I could get the money —by wrecking a concern of which 1 was the manager. I did it nicely— most delicately. 1 was proud of my work. Of course, I was indicted. I knew that would be done. But I also knew that my work was so fine that they couldn’t prove anything And they didn’'t. Now call me a scoundrel, and bid me good-by.” “I don’t believe you,” she gasped. “It's true. But look here, I have just squared up with the concern. See this receipt?” He handed to her a plece of paper. The $5,000 had been returned. She handed back the pa- per and sat Jooking down. "I must go," she said. She got up, and he followed her to the door. I was a|! scoundrel, but I'm not now,” he said. “] despise myself for having been you made me strong. Yes, I love you, and my love for you and dishonesty could not go together. Until I knew you my soul was unfinished. It was barbaric. You—" The tears were on her cheeks. ‘“And you feel sorry for me, do you?” “What's become of Miss Smith?” the city editor inquired. And a reporter replied: that fellow Ferron.” “The deuce she did!" ! (Copyright, 1914, by Dally Story Pub. Co.) “Married Our New Fruit Gardens. Among the many perfectly beautiful promises volunteered by our depnn-; ment of agriculture is one in respect ; to the effect of the Panama canal upon fruit eating. Peru, Bolivia and Ecuador have an assortment of climate that s almost unmatched. By traveling a few hun- dred miles in these countries you can change from midsummer to mid-winter or the whole range of degrees between these extremes. This means that all | American friits can be raised in these countries; and the canal will make their transportation to Chicago or New York a matter of only about ten days. In these regions of South America cherries ripen from November to Feb- ruary, peaches December to March, prunes January to March, pears Feb- ruary to May and grapes January to May or June. In short, just when our native fruits are out of season, such fruits will be coming up through the canal in refrigerator steamers. It's enough to make one's mouth water— until the list of prices arrives. Successful wireless telephoning has been carried on in Germany and Aus- tria over a distance of 300 miles, Accompiishment Missing. “Your boy has all sorts of athletie training.” “Yes,” replied Farmer Corntossel. “But there's one line o' physical cul- ture he has missed. I wish I could send him to some gymnasium where he could learn to swing a scythe with- out lookin' like he was goin' to cut off both his feet.” Why They Take 'Em. Skids—We are off to spend 2 nice quiet holiday in the mountains. Skittles—Why the gramophone and banjo? Skids—Oh, they're just to break the darued stillness of the evenings.— | Puck. pressed idea could be and was carried with all its possibilities. problems of today are many. Good feng and lots of them go a long toward solyig} the question of bigger profits. Then not get in line and buy your fence fn home people, who treat you rigbt and preciate your business. e R ST Just received a solid car lpad of American Fence Also a car of pitch pine fence post. WILSO! 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