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i PAGE TWO BAK T0 NERWAE By FRANK FILSON. I suppose it is human nature to be interested in the misfortunes of our | fellow-beings, and that excuses the | less silence. tnterest that everybody in Merivale took in Jenny Walsh. It was not ani- mated by any spirit of unkindness— Put we all wanted to see how Jenny would take it. Frank Stockleigh and his bride were eoming back to Merivale. | Jenny had been pretty once. That was ten years before. She wasn't much to look at now, though some thought that she had charm. But| charm doesn't last much beyond thir-, tyfive. At least, I'll qualify that by relating what our mayor, Doc. Will- | iams, said. After thirty-five, he said, & woman must have matronly charm, because the girlish charm has grown stale. That bore out his reputation | as the village wiseacre. And Jenny was still slim and girlish, but she was | growing into a middle-aged woman. Yet it didn’'t seem so long since | Prank had been madly in love with her. She was a light-hearted girl in | those days. She had known Frank since they were children—but she re- Jected him. Nobody exactly knew why, some thought she was in love with ne'er-do-well Jim Furber. Any- way, Frank Stockleigh went West, and | now he was returning, the owner of the Montana copper mine and a mil- lionaire several times over. He had bought Squire Gray’'s house, and an- nounced that he and his wife were coming back to make Merivale their home. He and his wife! He had married a Montana girl, and that was one of the things we wanted to know how | Jenny would take. It does need courage for a maiden lady of thirty- | of you—straight up to the house. And | | something in his tone which checked in a moment the thin man had her in his arms, and she was crying upon his shoulder, and then they began | kissing each other right in front of . the crowd. ! There was a sort of universal gasp ‘ of stupefaction. Frank Stockleigh | cleared his throat—and then he wasn’t looking at the crowd any more, but | only at Jenny Walsh and the thin man, who was still hugging her. The gasp was succeeded by a breath- ! Then Mayor Williams | peered hard into the thin man's face; and suddenly he cried: “Jim Furber, as I am alive!” He spun round, and Jenny too, and ' she was looking at us with a kind of | gentle deflance in her eyes; and they | were holding each other’s hands. | “Why, 1thought you were—I thought you were—" stammered Doc. Will- fams, and that was as far as he could get. He couldn't exactly tell him he thought he was in prison; and yet the surprise of Jim's reappearance, and his appearance in Frank's company, made the mayor forget himself. “Yes, I was,” answered Jim, looking at him with the blinking gaze of a man who hasn't been in the free alir as much as he should have been. “I was in the penitentlary eight years, But—" And he broke off in a sort of chok- | ing sob, and Jenny linked her arm through his. And then, for once Mayor | Williams did the right thing. “Jim, you and Mr. and Mrs. Stock- leigh are going to be my guests at dinner,” he said. “So come along all | you, of course, Miss Jenny,” he con- tinued. But it was not until the dinner was over that the mystery was explained, and it was Frank Stockleigh who cleared it up. “Friends,” he began, and there was the air of jollity, “I am bringing back to you not only my wife”—here he bowed toward her—“but also your fellow-citizen, Mr. Furber. You prob- ably know the sad circumstances con- nected with his disappearance. Let me say that after eight years’ impris- onmeat his innocence has been proved by the confession of a dying man. By his own desire, Mr. Furber has preferred to remain under a stigma rather than drag the name of the dead man'’s relatives into publcity. You cannot give him back those eight years, but you can take him into your hearts—" In a moment every man there, and every woman, too, was crowding around Jim, shaking his hand, and 1 think in that moment the memory of those elght years fell from his mind and he became a normal man again, He stood up and tried to speak. After several attempts he found his volce. “Thanks to Frank Stockleigh,” he ' said. “It was he, gentlemen, who dis- covered what had happened to me and Stood Up and Tried to Speak. five, in not very flourishing circum- stances, to look her rejected lover in the face when he comes home with a wife and several millions of dollars as well. Especially when people thought she had been in love with Jim Furber, who was serving a ten years’ sentence in the penitentiary for stealing fifty thousand dollars from the bank that had employed him. Nobody knew for certain that Jenny had cared for Jim —but anyway, there he was, shut up behind prison walls for a goodish part i his working life. Would Jenny go to the train? We were frankly curious. We wanted to be there when Jenny met Frank. There was to be a town welcome, and a spread for the homecomer and his wife in Doc. Williams’ house. Yes, Jenny was going to the station. The whole of Merivale’'s inhabitants had gone trooping down, and all the offices were closed. You see, it isn't often a millionaire comes to Merivale to settle down. And we had never had a millionaire before who went out | of the village a penniless youth. Jenny and Frank—that was the ab- sorbing problem. When we heard she was going, nothing could have re- strained us. It seemed endless, that waiting, but at last the train steamed in. Frank and his wife were in the front carriage. He jumped down like a boy, and swung a pretty, buxom lady to her feet, and stood staring at the crowd. Then he gave a whoop and stretched out his hand to the mayor. “My, but I'm glad to see you!” he yelled. “Don't tell me you're not Pete Williams—red-headed Pete who used to go fishing with me? Address of welcome? What, Mayor Pete! Mayor? And Doctor Williams! Catch me, somebody!” Then he presented Doc to his wife, traveled East and spent thousands' of dollars proving my innocence. And I ask you to drink to—drink to Frank and his bride and—and my wife, whom you know as Miss Walsh. You see,” he added, choking more and more, “we were—married—when I—I—was in—prison—eight years ago.” (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) Vegetarian Dogs, There {8 a Brussels terrier who loves asparagus, dislikes strawberries, and is always very angry if he does not have two or three spoonfuls of black | coffee after lunch. He is fond of endives, French beans, and carrots. Another puppy is exceedingly fond of bananas, but the record-breaker | is a bulldog, whose diet includes ap- ples, oranges, bananas, grapes and tomatoes. “At the sight of an orange being peeled,” says the dog's mistress, “his | mouth waters to such an extent that | it is almost pathetic, besides being ! extremely bad for the carpet! His! particular passion is for grapes, which afe given to him daily by a, greengrocer, whose store he refuses to pass until he has been in and had his usual supply.” 1 Rhythm of Work, | Rhythmic noises or motions in pam | ticular have decided effects on the' efficlency of the worker. Unconscious- | ly he will speed up or slow down so‘ that his own motions will in some way | synchronize with the rhythmic puisat- | ing. If you do not believe it, try! stropping your razor some morning and chew gum at the same time. If you concentrate on your wrist move- | ment you will find after a moment or | two that your jaw will work in syn- chronism. And if through the func- tion of the will you make the two | | motions independently of each other, ' within a greater or less time some- thing will slip and you will either | }slash your strop or do something In blood.— 1 Qu=il Are the Farmer's Ald, nel bug costs the farmers of es at least $100,000,000 { gle | and already made EVENING TELEGRAM, LAK ELAND, FLA,, JULY 30, 1914. IN SPORTING CLOTHES : DESIGNERS SHOW SOME GOOD NEW EFFECTS. “Dressing the Part” Is a Thing In | Which Women Take Vital Inter est, and the Fact Has Been Recognized. By MARY DEAN. Sporting clothes are a matter of the moment and each new sport that is taken up by women means an addi-, tional costume, or perhaps several ad- ditional costumes, in the summer out- fit. Dressing the part is the corner- | stone of the average woman's interest | in sports, and though each year the designers turn out sporting costumes | more appropriate as well as more be- | coming than those of the previous year, attractiveness must not be sacri- | ficed to practical utility if the model is to succeed in winning feminine approval. There are rough Norfolk suits for tramping and va- rious short skirts with the accom- panying blouses and sweater and proper boots. The skirt for tramping should be very short, and there is no choice of footwear at least, as the boots must always be made of short tan leather. These heavy boots must have wide thick soles and flat Auto or Sport Coat. heels, and if they are well made, the sole should be perfectly flexible. For the general utility tramping costume, nothing has ever taken the place of the old standby—the Norfolk suit. This has been modified and varied in a number of ingenious ways, but it retains the characteristic Nor- folk cut. This serviceable suit can be had in various materials, in the durable cor duroy khaki, which is durable enough in reality and handsome when new, but soon grows to look shabby under hard usage, and in the new English worsteds and tweeds, homespuns and serges which seem to have been in- vented for this particular purpose. The skirts of these suits are always short, at least from six to nine inches from the ground and are never kilted, except in some cases there is an in- verted plait. One tramping suit of the modified Norfolk cut shown by a firm which makes a specialty of sporting gar- ments was of khaki. The suit was a three-piece affair. There was a blouse with a roll collar and fast- ened down the front with a sin- row of but- tons, and a belt of the material which buttoned a little to the left. The skirt was fastened to the blouse by means of small steel clasps. The skirt fastened at either the back or front. There was an in- set piece at the back and front un- derneath the but- toned part to give more width to the skirt if desired. Two large patch pockets trimmed the skirt. The coat was made with a shaped yoke to which were attached, back and front, two box plaits running from yoke to the bots tom of the coat. A belt of the mate- rial surrounded the coat at the waist- line—running underneath the box plaits, and fastened at the front with a single button. There is a general utility cape called the Lancaster cape, made of Scotch tweed. Such a wrap as this would be found useful in the out-door outfit—for either mountain or shore. Warm Wrap for After the Game. Novelties for Small Girls. Frocks for wee girls made of barred or plain lawn stamped for embroidery up and hemmed cost from 50 cents upward. Linens and chambrays cost more, but any of these are a boon to a mother, who likes to scallop and add the fancy touches, but who is not clever at cut- ting out and putting together the dress itself. Charming ens or of w nake pleas who plan at stamped idered in colors, work for those s. The attrac- sum ead for Ck patterns are re = FOTO P e : DB BB B BB DD DR BB BRBDDD pinafores of colored lin- EOEAOHE o o & < ad 2 30N LEBLBLES OB K 3 e QDDA D 4 (=] SISO P OPRENEG DO HOIOEGEOOFOTAIOL0I0IQEQIQI0T O PEI0 GO ST LR QSRR B G 510 STYLES IN PARASOLS| NEW IDEAS HAVE BEEN EVOLVED FOR THE SEASON. Work of Designers Unusually Success- ful and Has Met With Universal Approval—Scheme of Coloring Is an Excellent One. The butterfly parasol i{s in curious oblong shape, somewhat narrower at one end than at the other, with a quaint treillage of narrow black vel- vet introduced on either side. The materials of this parasol are white silk and white shadow lace, with the trails of narrow black velvet running up the back and front, finishing with a bow and tiny wreath of small pink roses. The dome-shaped crown of another parasol is entirely covered with opal- escent sequins, outlined to the edge of the parasol by frill upon frill of tulle in two or three delicate shades wrapped over one another to effect an opal tint. It is finished with a R e L B33 3 B RN e N PR RIS E S YRR 34 oo oo 2 i Ol o B Boofio oy Br oo B i oo irell o o B o B oo ) Dfpdocis DoS§ S Saved Look Good 1o You They certainly look good to several farmers about Lakeland, a5 we have sold the most of the McCormick Mowers and Rakes advertised at ‘ Special Prices. 5 only 2-horse 4/¢ Foot Cut Mowers 1 only 1-horse 3¢ Foot Cut Mower 5 Hay Rakes. Come quick if you want to get a McCormick Machine at less than wholesale cost. MOWER REPAIRS MODEL HARDWARE CO. C. E. TODD, Manager We Want YOUR Business jong white handle mounted with crys- tal, A new parasol that is bent slight- ly down at one side and curved up at the other is made of white silk, finished around the edge with a box- plaited frill of white tulle, while there is placed on one side a huge bow of blue satin ribbon, and close to the edge of the parasol is a half wreath of soft pink full-blown roses. When the parasol is closed the effect of this wreath is just as if the parasol were being used as a receptacle for roses. achieved by a veiling of ruffled pale leaf-green tulle, veiling pink tulle mounted on a foundation of pink silk. A trail of leaves tippe@ with pink is placed up one section of the parasol, at the summit of which there is perched, close to the ferrule, a small green bird, as though ready to fly. A new tilted parasol, which enables the owner to defy the sun from any point while the handle is held up- right, has a foundation of white silk, over which there s drawn a veiling of black tulle embroidered in gold thread and pastel silks, forming a charming decoration, _ Dainty French silk = A wonderful scheme of coloring is e — g _ __ warasols are covered with tulle and trimmed wity lace and tulle butterflies in black, white or black colors. Charming black silk parasols are swathed ip tulle and trimmed with pink roges, Dainty white grosgrain silk parasols have black borders, and trimmed with black lace. White silk parasols are also trimmed with black lace motifs, with lace and chiffon at the cdge, S Linen Waists Popular, According to the Dry Goods Beop. omist, for the first time in the Jogt three years linen waists have taken a prominent place. The fabric is sheer and soit ang usually in bright colors, such as maize, tangerine, rose and French blue, A pale shade of pink is featured to| some extent, and 8o also {s white, | The smartest of these semi-taflored models have the starched, mannish cql- lar in white, attached or detachabls, Fancy tles finish the fronts. Dixieland Lots FOR THIRTY DAYS BEGINNING JULY 10th WE WILL OFFER 170 DIXIELAND LOTS at $10 Cash and $8 Per Month NO INTEREST--NO TAXES In Blocks of 10 Lots We will give One Lot Free. Prices from $125 to $200 According to Location (. Better buy now as this opportunity may never come to you again. and soon we were all thronging round ous means for flgh(]ngi tive; fluffy kirtou:s, _processions of Y the couple and giving them the best have been devised, but | ducks and fleral designs are all ap- & welcome in Merivale. And Jenny? t successful enemies amthe} propriate and amusing both to donor 5 . Jenny was blushing like a schoolgirl. » air? If the chinch bug is | and recipient. (L For funher mel'mation Cal] P o And, before anybody knew what was | cally eradicated we must | i e or hone /2 happening, Jenny had kissed Frank, | depend uj the efforts of the Quafl‘i & ) Fo‘r St_ains. and Frank had kissed her; and Jenny | s his home is in the brooding grounds | omato juice is said to be successful bad kissed Mrs. Frank, and Mrs. | of the chinch bug. N | in many cases in removing ink stains Frank had kissed her too. | that are done have from white materials, such as hand- | % We were all 8o excited about this | the idea of permanency about them, | kerchieis, muslin frills, etc. It must that nobody noticed the thin, tired- | hence the first step, the permanent | however, be done as soon as possible looking man with the closely cropped | destruction of th inch bug is a T the mishap occurred. A clean piece of blotting paper should be laid : under the stain and a slice of raw, ripe & tomato rubbed over the surface, fresh hair who had got out of the same | more complete protectio of the quail coach, and now stood behind Frank | that assists also in lower ag the losses Btockleigh, his eyes roaming restless- | caused by the cotton weev.l, the grase- ly about until they lit on Jenny’s. But Dopper, and the potato bug.—Farm and suddenly Jenny sprang forward, and Fireside FLORIDA AND GEORGIA LAND (0.