Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, September 21, 1914, Page 8

PANHANDLE PETE TALKS By CLARENCE L. CULLEN. 000000000000000000000000 (Copyright.) In the darkness that seemed dark- er after turning frcm Broadway into an up-town side street, I heard a fa- miliar husky voice, the owner of which, springing from nowhere, was shuf. fling alongside me. “Cap,” said the voice, "'scuse me f'r ’dressin’ youse; but, on de dead, if youse could stake me t' de price of a cup o' cawfee an’ a boiler o’ beef stew, ra—" “Why go back to the old coffee comedy, Pete?” I asked him, stopping, | and in the flare of a street lamp he | recognized me. “Didn't you tell me | only a few nights ago that the coffee request was frayed at the edges, and that they were more likely to producet if pronged for the price of a dram?” “Oh, good .evenin’, guv,” saild Pan- handle Pete, not in the least discom- | fited because I had caught him in an | inconsistency. “I didn't make youse at first. I guess me lamps needs trim- ! min’. I find I'm goin' bad wit' de | glims, anyhow. 1 slanted youse fr a | coffee-tap w’en I might ha' knowed by de swing o' youse dat you was a booze | touch. An’ if I'd piped who you was I wouldn't ha' tried t' spin youse at | all, because youse has come troo enough. I'm macin’ all skeegy 'nough, but I never tries t' sting a mark, i 'specially if he's a good gun like youse, | more'n oncet, or twicet at de out- | side. When a zob is righto I hate t’ | wheedle him more'n twicet f'r de two bits.” “But how,” I asked, him, slipping him something so as not to appear to be wasting his valuable professional time, “do you think you can at a glance in the dark distinguish be- tween a coffee-tap and a booze touch? ‘What's the difference in the looks of them ?” “Well, dat’s de inside ball o' pan- handlin’, judge,” was his reply. “It's de hunch t'ing, an’ wit'out de bunch no macer’s got a chancet t' nudge into de change in dis man's boig. I 'mem- ber tellin’ youse de odder night dat de coffee-tap’s gettin' t' be a dead one, an’ so it is. But on some nights, w'en de air's kin' o’ nippy an’ penetratin’, an de’ zob I pick out looks like he might be comin’ from a lodge meetin’ o' de Sons o' Jonadab or some ag’in’- de-redeye outfit de like o’ dat, I figger dat he's a fallgink f'r de Jav' t'ing, an’ 80 I slips him wot I call de Mocha mace. What I meant de odder night was dat it don't connec’ 8o often as it useter. “I find right 'long now dat I'm git- tin’ {n Heide wit' de Mocha mace. It on'y lan's ‘casionally. But a macer's gotta gamble same as de rest. It's a cage of takin' a chancet, Gl Boidnd it at BBBEIDD B DB % Phene 408 we can ‘'deliver the goods.” The New Drug Store BEGPEPIPPIDEE BSPIBETTP LHBP © LAl Le S TR R TR R E R STy DANGER!! Y OU are in no danger if you bought Wood’s, the New Drug Store %y “But, bo, de game’s goin’ bad, speakin' general, at dat. Dere’s too many panhandlers workin' de stuff dat woiks de hurry-up touch on deir mateys. “Many & puffeckly good sludge, dat would be meat f'r macers dat wolk de game because, like me, dat’s delr graft —many a good tap would come acrost f'r de macer if he wasn’t gittin’ maced g0 of'n by zobs dat he knows, dressed- up rummies, dat sink de pick into him ev'ry time he goes out t' take de air. “De odder night a good gun dat eased me de two bits stopped, f'r a chirp, jes’ like youse is doin’, an, he tol’ me dat he’d bin pronged f'r seven bones durin’ de day by guys dat he knew. He tol' me dat he was jes’ takin’ a stroll f'r hisself, an’ dat dey all staked him t' de stick-up at diff'rent points along de line o’ march, an’ passed him de moan about de room- rent t'ing an’ de get-out-de-laundry gag an' dey needed de shave t’ snag de job nex' Tuesday, an’ de smalles’ dat he slipped any o' dese rums, he tol’ me, was de ace. Some 0’ 'em, sezzee, come at him f'r de finiph, an’ den grajooly drops down t' de two- specker w'en dey seen dat he wouldn't toppel f'r de five-gouge. “All o’ dis stuff puts de macin’ gag t' de fritz. A good zig gits de pounce by ginks dat've been kind o' buddies | o' his'n as he trudges troo de hotels, an’ by de time he makes de street an’ gtarts f'r home he's so shy o' gum an’ cigarette change dat w'en a macer dat's workin’ his beat tosses him de spear he's bellerin’ murder inside o' him because he’'s been so soft on de perduce wit’ his fr'en’s, an’ de best de macer gits is de coyote music outa de zob's pipes an’ a invitation t' do a Durando down de pike or stan’ f'r a pinch. “Youse don't mind runnin’ along now, do youse? I see a gook swingin’ along dat looks like de till wide open, an’ de boss gone out o’ de store!” Cat Has Musical Ear. Little Mise Margaret Negley owns a tiger cat answering to the name of Tony, when he deigns to answer at all. Among his accomplishments is that of parading over the plano keys, much more to his own entertainment than the rest of the family. Since dis- covering that her feline playmate has an ear for music, Miss Margaret has been experimenting to learn which melodies appeal to him and which do not, results being gauged on his com- ing or refusing to come from the ad- joining room when the music begins. So far “Annie Laurie" has qualified, with “Rocked in the Cradle of the Deep” a close second, and with certain other hymns and Scotch melodies still in the running. Margaret’s father has already served notice that he will pay for no cat lessons from the masters.— Indlanapolis News. D ] and see how quick B T L e e e ki pdd PEEPRPRP @ We have Agency for PEPEIFPIIIESPPEEES D2 LDHED DLLPPPOSEE B D Eaaa s o222 222 BOY SCOUTS and a full line of depend- able SHOES for Girls DUTTON-HARRIS Co. FOOT FITTERS W@i%~m e et S S T T School Shoes (. We are Headquarters for Girls and Boys for School @ the exclusive the THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAK DPDPHDDBBHBHDID D & oy THE QUEST OF IKY By JANE WATTS. 800000000020 0000000080 When the substitute teacher hung up the keys of the room of which she had been in charge that day and left the office she wore the smile that one wears when one has completed an irk- some duty. She joined two of the reg- ular teachers who were also depart- ing. “Did you have any adventures to- day?” queried sympathetically a gray haired but kindly veteran of countless schoolroom battles. “Forty-eight of them,” the substitute. responded “All first graders who can’t even write their own names. Oh! And that reminds me. There were really 49 adventures, counting Iky.” And the voung teacher broke into an infectious laugh. “Tell us about Iky,” urged. “Well, I had just set half the room to modeling the story of the three bears, and had successfully settled the rest in their little chairs before the ! phonics chart. They had begun to { chant rhythmically, ‘B-l-o, blow, g-r-o, grow, s-0-0, snow, n-o, know,” when the door opened slowly and a shiny | bright face framed in a block shawl peered in and demanded, ‘I wants my Iky Erbstein!’ “Naturally, the little people all stared open mouthed at the visitor and suspended operations on their work, while I asked the owner of the shawled head to come in and pick out + her offspring. “Mrs. Erbsteln was a large, vigo- rous woman. She entered timidly, and looked helplessly up and down the rows of children. She even walked among them, but failed ta find her Iky. By this time I had looked up the list of names. There was an lky Wolf and an Tky Masinswi, but of Iky Erb- stein there was neither hide nor hair nor record. “At this crisis, a little miss—whose blue bow rode on top of her head like a sall on the billows that had weather- ed many a storm—stretched an eager hand aloft and volunteered the infor- mation that ‘there was an Iky went to room 21’ “Mrs. Erbsteln was thoroughly ex- cited by thij) time, so I left her in my chair whilell went to make inquiries. It soon appear that the omly Iky in room 21 bore the surname Giwasch. At this, Mrs. Erbstein grew frantic and began to pour forth tears and broken English simultaneously. Her little boy, she was sure, had been kidnaped, murdered! “Fortunately, the recess bell inter- rupted her moans of anguish, and I suggested that she step out into the hall and look for her son among the regiments of children marching by. She followed the suggestion. Sudden- 1y she gave a cry of joy and flung herself at a little curly haired fellow in the ranks of room 21. She hugged him violently, much to his embarrass- ment, for every one was looking on and wondering what it was all about. Meanwhile she wept and thanked heaven for his recovery. Room 21's teacher and I looked at each other for mutual explanations. “‘So you did have Iky Erbstein, | after all?" I asked. “‘But he told me his name is Gi- wasch,’ she said. Then the light of understanding dawned on her. ‘Oh, I begin to see!’ she exclaimed. Then she told me the story. the others dren in my room brought Iky to enter him for the new term,’ said she. ‘But neither he nor any of the others knew the boy’'s last name. I asked him, ‘What other name have you besides Iky? “‘“Jus’ Iky,” he replied with be- wilderment in his big eyes.’ “*“What else does your mother call you?” “f“Just Tky.” “‘“But what else does she say to you? Tky—Iky what?” “‘Then he seemed to understand, for he answered quickly, “She says, ‘Iky G'wasch.’” “‘Sp I entered his name as “Iky { Gilwasch” on the books.' “‘Well?" I gaid. For I was as mys- tified as ever. “‘Why, don't you see? His mother eays to him, daily, no doubt, “Iky, go wash!"’ “And that is as much as most of , wee folks know of their names,” con- cluded the substitute teacher. “It's no wonder that children get lost.” Roman Vitla Unearthed. A Roman villa has recently been un- earthed in the grounds of Limners. lease, Compton, near Guildford, Eng., the house of Mrs. G. F. Watts, widow | of the painter. The digging was undertaken by the Burrey Archaeological society and the complete plan of the villa has been re- vealed. The north wall is about sixty feet in length, the west 53 feet and the south about seventy-six feet. The villa contains seven rooms and some baths. | There 1s a veranda on the south and a | corridor on the north. Several Roman . | ornaments have been found. To Get Rid of “Prickly Pear.” The vast areas at present lying waste in Queensland, Australia, owing | to the spread of the cactus called | “prickly pear” are to be restored to cultivation. The plan is to kil the | cactus with gas, burn the plants, and FLA., SEPT. 21, 1914. DOUBLET IS TO COME BACK Fashion That Cannot Add to Feminine Beauty and Will Not Be Ac- i corded Welcome. i | GIFTS FOR AN ANGESTOR By BLANCHE HARPER. 0000000000000000000000000 Fashion, that haughty rival of na- | ture, to whose dictates both the graces { and beauty are frequently sacrificed, Posy’s great-grandmother had come | j,¢ rovived the doublet from pre-Eliz- visiting. To Posy it was the event of | abethan times—the best specimen of a lifetime. She devoted herself to the | ypjcn §g preserved in the Isham col- entertainment of the little old mdy{lecuon {n the Victoria and Albert mu- “‘Two weeks ago, one of the ch{l-n with all the earnest enthusiasm of her | own four years. No other little girl in the block had a great-grandmother, | though they were as well supplied as Posy herself when it came to grand- | mothers of the ordinary kind. So, | realizing the blessing that was hers | alone, Posy spent many minutes plan- | ning pleasures for the visitor. It was a disappointment that the‘ bathing beach had no attraction for | great-grandmothers, when everybody | knew what delightful sand houses could be built and what deep weNs dug on the shore of the lake. But Posy was philosophical and set her | mind to work to think of other joys that might be offered to one who grew | tired easily and liked to keep out of the sun. Moving pictures, she discov-; ered, hurt the eyes, and toy depart- ments in big stores wearied with walk- ing, so there eeemed to be no enter-| tainment possible for distinguished | people such as one's great-grand- mother. There remained nothing but gifts,’ and at four cne does not have unlim- | ited pocket money. Posy was fond of her own possessions, but she was willing to eacrifice all she had if she might please the great lady. So she went over the list of her choicest be- longings in the hope of selecting some- | thing pleasing. “There’s my valentines, mother,” she said, suppressing a sigh. ‘“Great- grandmother can have all of them, even the one with red hearts on.” | “I think she will be glad to know | you would give them,” her mother told | her gently. “But perhaps there might | be eomething she would enjoy more.” Posy pondered the matter for a day | or so and then screwed her unselfish courage to the sticking place. “There’s my postcards,” she nld: bravely. “I've got an awful lot ol. them and they’'re so pretty. Gmt-’ grandmother can have them all, every | one.” The venerable lady was pleased and showed it, but unfortunately she had brought only a small trunk that lacked sufficient room for such a marvelous collection as Posy had to offer. It would be a pity to take any of the cards away if they all could not go| and so they were left in their box.' Willing to Sacrific All. h Posy was compelled to think of some- ) thing else to give and she racked her brains. The children in the neighborhood told her what grandmothers liked— gloves and automobiles and new slip- pers and bridge prizes—but they did not realize that the plain kind of grandmother was different from the great-grandmothers. Posy began to understand that some great sacrifice was needed. Eventually the way of it became clear to her inner vision. | For a long time it seemed to her that she cowld not give up her most cherished possession. She had had it so short a time and it was so shiny and so altogether delightful. Never- theless, as the days passed and there was no substitute found, there seemed to be nothing to do but to yield up on , the altar of love that which the little ' girl held the dearest among all her treasures. 1 | i The day came for the great-grand- mother to go home again and there | could be no postponing the evil hour y now. What had to be done must be i dome—and done cheerfully for the love ; one bore. So it happened that great-grand- mother found a wee box in the tray of her small trunk and she questioned Posy’'s mother. “What 1is this, Lucy? Posy's great-grandmother asked. “It is not mine.” “1 gave it to you,” Posy spoke up. “Open it. It's nice.” So great-grandmother opened the ‘wee box.and lifted out to view—Posy’s { tiny toothbrush.—Chicago Daily News. Kittens Scare Off Robbers. Two kittens at play in an empty wardrobe in the home of M. H. Young, Euclid avenue, Irvington, Md., are be- | lleved to have frightened off robbers . who ransacked the house, causing { them to leave silverware worth sev- ; eral hundred dollars behind. While a member of the family was making an investigation after he dib' covered the house had been robbed seum, London. The revival has not brought im-: provement upon the original design— the modern “waist” is a shapeless, wrinkled affair, with a row of closely i set buttons going down the front. lf! the influence were confined to a single | garment, there would be less cause: for protest, but it has spread and the beauty-destroying lines have been in-, corperated into some of the latest ' necligees and boudoir gowns. Fancy robbing these garments of all their feminine curves and frivolities! Dress 1s to beauty what harmony is to mel ody; it ought to set it off to advan- | tage, to enhance its luster; never to cover or disguise it. and-down lines of 8 masculine doublet are certainly not appropriate, as the promoters of the fashion will doubt- less learn from experience. Arranged as Fancy Dictates, Ornl-l ment Is One of the Distinctive Parts of Costume. Following out the Indian note that every now and then creeps into our symphony of fashion features comes the beaded sash. The beads used are usually of bright-colored wood, ar- ranged in various and weird patterns. Sometimes the wooden beads are made to combine with silk thread and so form a fringe, while at other times they are fastened into a symmetrical design by a needle and silk thread. These sashes sell for rather high prices at the shops, but an examination of one or two of them will reveal to you the secret whereby you can pro- cure the beads at the bead counter in the fancywork department and make your own beaded sash. The average beaded sash is not more than from three to five inches wide, but it ie suf- ficiently long to wrap about your waist twice and fall in two hanging ends. Tinted Powders. Those curiously tinted powders that come to us from Paris are now made in liquid forms. There is a brownish one for brunettes, a delicate pearl for blondes, a mauve that i8 supposed to look well under electric light, and a pale green for the green wigs. They are in tall, oddly shaped bottles of frosted gluss with deccrative seals and ribbon bands. gp— K H. “Keep the Quality Up” has been our watchword | ] TN O =3 PO DTG L OT O ez ISP A Step Ahead B BB BB BT CHDCHE BATES i ite combination for a casino toilere, | feathers surround the crown; sopa. The straight up-| Plymouth Rocks Better now than ever before High class breeding birds at reasonable prices. high class pens for hatching. Write me before ordering els where, OO EOEOEOP0D O BOHO SO SO HIE QAL O BI0HS You can’t whistle away the fact, the one great big point that in- d:cates this Store’s Betterness Ouality In Merchandise A Step Behind in Price Dictates of Fashion, Nainsook and muslin collarg are worn—by many chic women—attacheq to the tulle or chiffon underblouse. Sheer, unfitted blouses with sicevey of the set on Kimono or raglan typg are promised for spring dresses. Supple picot straws are being showy in new Paris' millinery. Moire rihpgy ! and flowers form the garniture, Champagne and silver are a favq. Another is reseda green and siiver, Varied Use of Feathers. Feathers are worn in a vast Variety of ways. Sometimes short ostricy times feathers are twisted roupg snail fashion, the long feathers having the end twisted to resemble , snail. ‘Tall feathers on hats that are tilted over one temple and have gy . avalanche of feathers falling over tha back are smart and original. Some | times uncurled feathers are mingleq round the crowns with daisies. | i | Linen Collar Coming Back. The old-fashioned stock collar of | linen is coming. They may have em-| | broidered or plain-edged turnoverg With these stocks are worn most ef. ectively arranged folds and bat-wingeq| t bows of black and oclored silks, The Radium Spangle, The hit of the season is the opales | cent or radium cup spangle. This ideg appears in manifold designs on net or on lace alone or in combination with | beads. Spangled pendants and tassels, ’ are features of note. Silk and beaded| { tassels are included in the running| | For the ‘street drese or suit of severs tallored lines, sectional guimpes and| half ornaments with loops are in mod| erate use. Some of the most novel of these are in leather with beaded de signs. Rich ornaments of galalith, in odd Egyptian designs and coloring, are seen. In many instances they ap. pear in combination with passemen terie effects and drops. Sleeves of Tulle. Tulle sleeves are much in evidence, Long tulle sleeves are worn on after noon frocks—sleeves that reach wel| over the hands. On evening frocks even when there are no sleeves, ther is often a bow of tulle made of a stran( | of the material wrapped about tbe arm. These tulle sleeves are very at tractive. Some on the evening frocks are long and flowing, held in at the wrist only by a band of rhinestcam, Jewels or velvet, ELLEY’'S BARRED IBOTH MATINGS Fggs fron L. KELLEY,{Griffin. Fla 30100 i in Quality--- STORE b BHD DD DD BODDDOGIGDDD | extract the potash from the ashes. Pot- De heard noises in the wardrobe. For ash is worth between $100 and $125 a & time it was thought that one of the ton, and the poorest lands will prob- Tobbers was in hiding. When the ! ably be cleared at a profit. The work d0or was opened, however, the kittens | will start next March. ; leaped out. e A X . K T Every piece of WOOL GOODS in STOCK ABSOLUTELY NE \ DRSS LPLIPASO O