Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, July 24, 1914, Page 6

PP e PAGE SIX T B & : Will Sacrifice For Cash & & & B ol Ten acres truck land, one lot near school house; also 1 new six room house one acreof land. MANN PLUMBING CO. PHONE 257, PINE ST. LSS SR 22 Ty FEBEODBD OBGPIIPIEEDPREIIIEI IS J. B. STREATER Contractor and Builder Having had 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 ks pleased ! to furnish estimates and all information. All work guaranteed. * Phone 169 J. B. STREATER oo o o o o B B B B B e BBy - 0§ Srefeoododoedo S B b B fopd Srbbarb b BB S SR d i B R R b b il g b } KIMBROUGH & SKINNER IRRIGATION CO. sult conditlons. No better irigation in existence. J. W. Kim- brough, of Lakeland, Floridd has the management of the State of Florida, Cuba, Bahama Isl nds, Alipines, West Virginia, North Cerolina, South Carolina, Louisiana, Mississippi and Arkansas, Any ! WATER THE EARTH TO % one interested in irrigation can obtain information by writing him or the company. They are now prepared to fill all orders promptly. Address Kimbrough and Skinner Irrigation Co., LAKELAND,FLORIDA Wm. Steitz, Secretary G. C. Rogan, Vice Pres. ’ POLK COUNTY DEVELOPMENT (0. W. T. Sammon, Treasurer CAPITAL STOOK $300,000 A New and Unique Bond This Company is issuing 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, nually, which is evidenced and guaranteed by Coupons attached. HUGH LARMON General Sales Manager payable semi-an- Rooms 1 and 2, Deen & Bryant Bldg. Lakeland, Florida. § SPPEEPEFSIEBEPPEEBEBEIIIES PIPDDPPIEEPIPIPEEEFIPHDHD A RS Don’t, Forget the DATE 20th, 21st ano 22d QOur representative will be here at The Hub, Jos. LeVay, with a \ |, FULL LINE OF MERCHANT TAILORING FOR THE FALL The Fuibrics and Colors are most A look in- si'e will convince you of this, so I ..~' exquisite for the Fall. fail to come and convince yoeurse ives, i 2 fna =] 4 - L - il 1 e Tie Home of | Hart Sciaff:.: & Marx Clothing | ] Beigosl & his {magination had pictured, instead | % | of this frank-faced boy, who lay writh. | & ' pull himself together, THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAKELAND, FLA, i ,.. THE CALL OF DUTY —_—be—— By HAZLE HALE. =————————————— It was the only thing to be done, and yet Carter hated to do it. He, had been prepared for anything but [ the boyish, appealing eyes which ? | looked up at him from the crevice be- tween the two logs. But Duty, spelled wm: a flaunting capital, demanded it, 'and Duty had ever been the lodestar of Carter’s life. It afterwards seemed I‘t40 him that the thoughts of & thou- i 8and years crowded his brain between ! the time he identified the hunted man | by the tell-tale scar upon his cheek and had seen the man’s hand move, jmove toward his hip pocket—a move- ! ment which caused Duty to call upon Carter for the most extreme measures —and the time when, as the dogs i strained at the leash, he pulled the trigger. | His orders had been to shoot at the ; ileast suspicious movement. Well, he had carried out his orders to the let- ter, and yet he felt as guilty as though he himself were thrice an outlaw. The ' | 8moking weapon fell to the ground with a dull thud—it had done its work though the aim had not been good. ! One quick look assured Carter of this, I then he turned away to tie the blood- hounds where they could not be seen | by the man they had just tracked to ! his death. Retracing his steps he dropped down on his knees beside the victim. V “God forgive me!" he cried as lhe‘ | eyes, more eloquent than ever in their suffering, again looked into his. “Never mind,” came in a whispered | snswer. ‘“It—had to be, but I—I'm about done for I—think.” The outlaw lay with one hand pressed to his side, while through his fingers bright, fresh blood oozed. Car- ' ter had considered himself a strong yman, but at this sight a sickening § |(wave of weakness assalled him. It it were only the bold desperado | Ing beside him! “God! I wish it hadn’t have had to | be me!"” broke from him. : “And—I—" spoke the other with dif- B ficulty—"“I only—wish your aim had » | been better.” i “Isn't there something I can do to ease you?” inquired Carter, trying to “Nothing—only—my head—" Quickly divining, Carter moved nearer and raised the sufferer’s head on his | knee. Though elated to think it lay within his power to add, be it ever so little, to the wounded man's comfort, | Carter was moved to reflect upon the | strangeness of thus pillowing the head of the man he had just shot in cold blood. “Better?” he asked a trifle hoarsely. “Oh, yes—that is, I—don’t mind— much.” “Would you like—whisky?" The outlaw managed to move his head in assent, and Carter after put- ting his hand carefully to his hip | pocket for his flask, held the liquor to his lips. “I don’t know—why I—should want to—prolong ft—but I seem to,” mut- | tered the sufferer, as Carter set down | the flask. “That eternal fight for life —why is it? If I'd been—a man I'd have given myself up after—after I— did it—instead of taking to the wilds —and then having—to kill that other In self-defense. That last was wrong —I edmit {t. But—no man can exact- | ly—understand until—they are—up | there and know that it is his life—or | | your's. There's no reasoning in it— we do that after. It's—simply the { eternal fight.” | Though the strong liquor had re- {vived the dying man somewhat his | breath still came In deep groans. “But the first—Jones—you do not | Ing. “Regret? A thousand times—no!” | His vehemence caused the sufferer a deeper pang of agony, and with blanched lips he subsided into silence. Carter pressed the flask again to his | lips. “Thanks,” muttered the outlaw Then as though with an effort he | roused himself again. “I—I'd like to | —tell you—before 1 go,” he began, | “that I thank the Creator who made | me with my dying breath for having | given me the grace to send a bullet | through that blackguard's brain! And }—n only I'd—given myself up then | But I—remember thinking—that—I 'couldu't let her know—that I'd killed ‘a man—she might not understand, aud I thought perhaps this way—she'd | never know. And—then, you know— | the eternal fight.” [of & sacred secret. Bu( e other seemed dispesed to speak out his thou 1U's—it's rather g t | you know your talking about over,” I v ed B “Good to t Sts you jagony. I o this i n't count i lis you—you're way {—and that's something not erving for 1d— favor—you 1 only—ouly wouldn't an 10 de served the name have down when he said that—of her? Of course —they would. And then—afterwards —1 thought it would be best to get away You see—no one knew my name here—l went over to Fritz's where—where it and no one knew about the first thing happened, you know, ‘ white as he listened. ' see?” | you. | man-hunt, you know—and the ueapon} | regret that?” Carter found himself say- - JULY 24, 1914, I was coming—except her—and she' dldn't know when. I—had them fooled ' all right. I hear they called me the, Unknown—to be identified by the scar." | Carter nodded. | “I'm—glad the old name shan't be | dragged in the dust—no one shall ever know,” went on the sufferer. “And— I'll go down through history as the un- known outlaw—who came to Yyour quiet village—killed a man—I wish they coyld know how he deserved kill-| ing—and then killed another, and was finally tracked to death—by dogs.! Thank God! my mother's dead—and "all the folks. But what will she—she will never know, never hear—My God! | what will she think!” [ Then through the trees, gludsome‘ and gay as the twitter of the Mrds,y came the sound of a woman's voice singing. woods, and a greater contrast to the tragedy which had just been enacted there could not be imagined. { The outlaw had raised a haggard! face. “Do you know what that means?" he cried hoarsely. “Do you know what' that means, man? It means that she is coming—that I am going to see her ! once more—before it is too late!” | The was becoming louder. from red to Then suspicion became certainty, and he broke out: “It can't be—because—that is my sister’s voice!"” “Then she is your sister. It is the song I taught her—over at Albany where I met her.” ( “Bhe visited there—" murmured the . other du]ly “My God!” he cried as a' clearer understanding of the situation | was borne home to him. The dying man's face had under- gone a change. Already lined from[ | the agony he was suffering, and damp | voice went trilling Carter [ With the dew of death, it became mf«} awful sight to behold. “Do you understand—don't you The words fell from his stiff lips almost inaudibly. “For the love of God, man,” he broke off—"don’t let her know—keep it from her, and yet— and yet—let—me see her.” For a moment Carter stared, then i the nearing volce warned him into " action. “She shall never know,” he said, angwering the eyes which looked up into his as trustingly as a dog might; and yet you shall see her.” A little later, in answer to a whistle from Carter, there burst into the cir- cle formed of fallen logs and under- a2 2L S LTS5 . growth, and hidden by trees, the fig- [ ure of a girl. flushed, and the love of life burned She was bareheaded and from her eyes. The concluding straing of her song trembled for an instant on her parted lips. then died there. “Don’t be alarmed, but there hns been an accident,” her brother was' saying. “See, dear, he was coming to ' But he carried a weapon—the | PP DB BB fell accidently to the ground. It went ' =off." But even before he had finished | speaking the girl had turned a deat ear to him, and with the sublime cour- 'age of womanhood had pushed him aside until she herself pillowed the! sufferer's head. Her hands were buay[ ministering the hundred and one mue‘ attentions a woman has at her com- mand and of which a man knows noth ing; only a touch, a caress, here and | there perhaps, but only those of us who have experienced know. Carter, after receiving the lightning look of gratitude from the dying| man's eyes, had turned away. But frag- | ments of the whispered colloquy reached him. “Don't grieve, dear,” murmured the woman, though grief had already | burned its imprint in her own staring eyes. “It might be worse. Y dear, think, for instance, if you were dying | a death such as the poor outlaw you were tracking must die—think, too, | how much worse it would be for me. You die respected of men, and loved -loved always—" Carter never knew how long after. ward it was—as time ig counted—that he heard a faint gasp, then a woman's cry. But the sound told him that all was over and that to one more exis- tence there had been written “Finis.” (Copyright, by Daily Story Pub. Co.) Stock Manipulation Old. That the idea of stock manipulation as a quick road to ric is not of modern origin is evidenced by the fact that a group of Englishmen, near- ly all of them men of prominence and good standing, were found guilty of conspiracy to commit a fraud by mak- ing a false report on the death of Na- poleon for the purpose of raising the price of the funds. At the head of the conspiracy was Sir Thomas, com- | ¢ monly called Lord Cochrane, who wag | a member of parliament. Sir Thomag was expelled from the house of com- | mons and also expelled from the Or | der of the Bath. Several of his asso- | ciates in the conspiracy were fined or | imprisoned. Beach That Changes Color, There is an island in the Gulf of (¥ Mexico where the beaches change color twice a day with the tides. When uncovered the sands are purple, but the Inflowing waters quickly lmns-- form them to gold. The name of the nd this \rkable PP land is the Snaflg’ | pms rhe key to The ands are really of a p.\ndvh color, | FEPPPEPBFBIHO0DE and when the rising tide spreads oy er | the wide beach, the gilded bits of | earth glisten in the ht; but when the tide ebbs, the golden sands are made purple by m\nu's of tiny purple snails, crawling in the wake f the ebbing tide. ‘«) It startled the silence of the |, ]’ | @ & $r B BB S Eng S B B B B BB & & | % - ® oo BosBs B B B & & @ & B | BRpPPPPEEEIPEPFEED 2DEDDDODPPDIBDPTDPRPRRRIB I . @ 3 3 HORC B o oo B BI\DS FOR I.IBRARY BUI.DI‘IG to r {lur Shop is a Veritable Muszup of all the rare and staple materia's and appliance used in Fancy Work. It is easy to make Th”(s Beautiful if vou have 1he Things Right to York with. Braids Linens, Stencils Stamping Outf Itstruction Books. Advice and a Welcome are vou at 203 Madison Street. THE NEEDLE WORK SHOP TAMPA, FLORIDA O*\ED S'JETS Handsome Suits (Uncalled for G nds) 1 Coat, bl'k &white stripe, val, $15.00. ... _. 3 030 1eSnit oMy o cnoioooy value 2s0aisefocio nn i 1,,0\, 1iSutiarea caet cai il value 26.50 1330 2 SuirsyBluel ety il . value 20.00 145 1 Suit, blue 26.00.- 19.00 1 Suit, brown ‘i(') (0] 1~30 1 Suit, brown . _..value m .nU S 1R 1 Suit, gray .. __value 19,00 1 Suit, gray ---value 1500 1 Suit, black ... ......_value 19,00 Keep Cool at Prices Below 3 pr Linen Trousers, .- ce.-ceoae-- valuegs 00t ... .. 2 pr Palm Beach Trousers, - -value 4.00. 3 pr Serge, blue and white stripe, value 5.00. B pri8erge, White .coiceecounacie value 5.00. 5 pr Serge, blue and white ____._ value 6.00_._______. SUITS 4 Suits Repp . 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Cement, Sand and Rook For Sale 307 to 815 Main Street Lakeland BED bbb i Mayes Grocery Company WHOLESALE GROCERS “A BUSINESS wITHOUT BOOKS” We find that low prices and long time will not go hand in hand. and on May Ist we will instal our new system of low prices for Strictly Cash. We have saved the people of Lakeland and Polk County thousands of dollars in the past, and our new system will still reduce the cost of living, and also reduce our expenses and enable us to put the knife in still deeper. We carry a full line groceries. feed: grain, hay. crate material, and Wilson & Toomers’ IdealFertilizers always on hand Mayes (irocery Compan 211 West Main St., Lake]and, Fla. ect any or all 1 At be filed with W. S 1, where specificat order of the Board D. [1914 W. S. PR