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PAGE EIGHT D CASE GF BULLYING — By FRANK FILSON. ————— John Barrett and Frank Rogers ywere of much the same height and build, but when they were at school together Rogers 18 shooting up into & man while I} tt was still a boy That enabled Rogers to bully Barrett to his heart's content “You coward!” » little boy would scream, as the big one pounded him. “I'll get even with you some day.” “Coward?" repeated Rogers in sur prise. “Why, I'm not a coward, John: ! ny. I'm just bullying you.” | “A bully is always a coward,” an- swered the other, dodging away. But,' though he had heard the old adage Rogers did not belicve it. He contin. ' ued to bully Barrett until the latter / grew tall. Then he stopped When Barrett was as big as Rogers “I'm Not Mr. Kingsley,” Babbled Rog: ers. b Z P I he was the stronger. He could have taken his revenge then. But he had already forgotten—or, if he had not forgotten, he kept his resolution tc himself. Barrett was a slow, easy going fellow, and Rogers a more popu lar fellow at college. Their paths sel dom crossed, except on the athletic feld. Ruth Kingsley at college, where they In one of the test games, the result| Were contemporary with her brother. of which was to be the selection of| That was how they got their positions. either Rogers or Barrett for the team | They called regularly at the fine old| Rogers bullled Barrett again. Barret| Bouse on Madison avenue. Of course had injured a tendon of his knee. It| it Was Rogers who won the girl's love. was nearly well now and not likely tc She had half pledged herself to Bar- interfere with his play, unless he re ' Tétt, and it was perhaps the love ot cetved a kick there. Rogers knew CODQuest, which is the bullying instinct about that and, in the scrimmage, he tO the nth power, that impelled Rog- gave Barrett a kick which totally dis | €r8 to cut out his rival. abled him. [ “I'm sorry, Johnny,” said Miss Ruth “Sorry, old man,” sald Rogers, as —everybody called Barrett “Johnny"— Barrett lay gasping on the ground. *] "but I find I was mistaken. I doi't didn’t mean to hurt you.” { love you, but I will always be your “You did, you liar,” answered Bar friend.” rett, “and I'll get even with you for “All right,” said Johnny, miserably. that some day, don’t you forget it." | He did not cease going to the house, But Rogers, who was elected to the, ©¥en after Rogers' engagement was team, speedily forgot. And Barrett, il privately made known. If in his heart be didn't forget, apparently bore nc D® resolved to get even with the bully, malice, though he never played foot: nobody guessed his resolution, not ball again and walked with a slight €ven Rogers himself. limp ever after. By the time they went; LI sorry I had to cut you out, old into the Kingsley bank together they Man,” said Rogers, “but I just had to. were apparently the best of friends She's a stunner, is Miss Ruth.” again. Barrett walked out of the room. He That s, s0 far as two such dissim 4id not want to hear Miss Ruth dis- {lar characters could be friends. Rog Cussed by Rogers | There had been a good many cases | of impoverishment connected with the | "failure of the land company, and at one time Mr. Kingsley had received threats from various sources. The anonymous letters had ceased, and he ) 4 . 4 A no longer guarded himsell with a pri- Was only a clerk. Gifford Kingslay, vate detective; consequently the thing who owned the ba h all : : the bunk, had had a fail| that occurred at three o'clock on a cer- ure with a big land company recently .., afternoon was quite unexpected and there was f reorgan: |y, i ; o d there was a good deal of TeOTRAN: | The hank was Just closing; inside, fzing work to be done in connection with the concern. Barrett, as general - e SR BB B R BB R BB Dot B Wb BB G g B BB DR S KIMBROUGH & SKINNER IRRIGATION CO. WATER THE EARTH TO sult conditions. 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 one interested in {rrigation can obtain information by writing him or the company, They are now prepared to fill all orders promptly Address Kimbrough and Skinner Irrigation Co., LAKFLAND,FLORIDA utility man, divided his time between the defunct land company and the bank. Both Barrett and Rogers had known ers belonged to a sporting set. Ho was promoted above Barrett, because he had an “air” about him. He was as sistant paying teller, while Barrett LRI R A o e WAR! WAR! . And Rumors of War ~ Bombardmgl;r::et on GO(ST) Merchandise to be resumed ALL THIS WEEK 3 @ \Wash Skirts, $1.00, $1.28; and $1.50, [or e oo secssin 08 &l Shirt Waist: S1.00 ahd BEa8 000, -l i il s 50¢ & Childrens Dresses $1.00, ST Vel B 19 (o] (Cu et R S 98c &| . 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You're Mr. Kingsley. 1 know you." i The man was evidently a maniac, ! or he would have understood the dif- ference between the president and an assistant teller. Barrett, who was| working at a desk near by, raised his head; then, seeing the revolver which the fellow was flourishing, he sprang | in front of Rogers. { “I'm not Mr. Kingsley,” babbled Rog ers, cowering behind Barrett as the| man raised his\ weapon. “I am," said Barrett, advancing with a smile. | “Yes,” screamed Rogers, thrustlng' Barrett forward up to the revolver ban | rel. There was a report, a coil of smoke | and Barrett was lying upon the floor, | blood pouring from his shoulder. The! whole affair had been the work of an instant, and in an instant more the madman was seized and disarmed. | A woman rushed forward and| kneeled at Barrett's side. It was Rutt Kingsley, who, having come to the | bank to cash a check, had seen thel‘ whole performance. | Her tears fell on the face of the' wounded man, and with her little hand \ kerchief she attempted to stanch the' blood from his wound. | “It's only my shoulder, Ruth,” whis pered Barrett, beginning to grow pale Rogers had come forward, trembling and endeavored to assist. But the gir forced him back. I “Don’t you dare to lay your hands upon Johnny Barrett,” she cried indig nantly. “I saw all that happened. You pushed him forward into the muzzle of the revolver. Yes, and you sai¢ that he was father.” “That's right, Miss Ruth!" ex claimed Tommy, the office boy. "I saw him—and I'll swear to it when the cast | comes up in court.” Barrett raised his hand deprecating | ly, but Rogers had seized his hat anc was already slinking away. The pus" sage to the door of the bank, under the scornful eyes of the employes, seemec an endless one. When he reached the door he began to run. Evidenly he rar a good distance, because he was nevel seen in the city again. | “Johnny—Johnny!"” whispered Miss Ruth. And, in the presence of every one, she kissed him, That was how Johnny Barrett got even, and Incidentally proved the trut of the adage. (Copyright, 1914, by W, SMILES ARE RARE IN LONDON “T°'| 3. Chapman.) Of Pedestrian Thousands, by Actual Count, Only Eleven Show Other | Than Sad Faces. | There is more than a little truth in' the criticism by A. . Carmichael, the' Australian politician, visiting Eng | land for the first time, that the Lon doner's face is sad. To any one studying the aspect of Londoners the prevalent type is one of extreme seriousness. It is a fea | ture which Londoners themselves— | probably because of custom-—do nof, observe; but it i8 quite possible that strangers are struck by the severe looks abundant in the streets, as was| Mr. Carmichasl An hour's peram bulation through thoroughfares different as the Strand, Aldersg street, and Ludgate Hill yielded an| infinitestmal percentage of bright physiognomies. And most of the peo ple who smiled—they were 11 in num ber—belonged to the poorer classesg— | newspaper sellers, dingy men and women who in this matter appe richer than the better dressed mi class folk. For the most part there is a set expression to be seen on the faces of hundreds and thousands, both young and old, which might be de scribed as the London Its po are A frown tracing ) vertical line between the eyebrow puckered eves; moody mouth drawn in tight at corners 1 Iine, Of the 11 people who were seen te smile or laugh three were el tone a costermonger), two g (by | coincidence both were in bri low dresses), five men (two st men and the vendors), and one boy. smile was change others And the t more mischievous than | pleasant, because he was tormenting , a horse by flicking its nose with a| dirty handkerchief. Sunday Labor. Does playing an organ and leading | & choir in church on Sunday violate i the Sunday laws? 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