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GIVIL WAR IN THE CaB By FRANK CONDON. 000000000000000000000000 (Copsright.) “You,” began Cockrill, addressing his fireman, and brandishing a leaky ofl. can before his nose, “you are a greasy-faced, soot- covered, pock- marked liar. You are almost an un- desirable citizen.” “And you,” re- torted Dorgan, calmly scratching the remaining match on the seat of his trousers with skill and suc- cess, “are a fake engineer. Go get a8 job driving a DOBITICY you now occupy— “I was not,” said Dorgan, “You were,” retorted Cockrill; “and 15 You get me any madder than I am T'll drop this can and lick the ever lasting blazes out of you.” “Yes, you'd drop the can,” said®Dor &an scorntully, “and pick up the shov- el 'You couldn’t lick a stick of y. You're Wrong about my blaming it on you, anyhow, “Our genial and lovable superinten- dent, John Flathead McKinney—worse luck to him—asked me distinctly who Wwas to blame, me or you; and who did I say? Who did I BAy, you ungrate- ful, bum engineer?” “You said me, of course,” respond- ed Cockrill. “You turned and betrayed me and lied about me, and I ought to bave you fired. I think I will yet.” The rattle of mutilated English over came even the sharp hissing of steam in the engine-cab. Mreman and engi- neer were having it out for the sixty- first time, and it was now four weeks since the locomotive had blown off an truck. Throttle-pull on a Brooklyn per- | "PPeT Sheet. ambulator. Hire out to the push-cart trust. Bah! “You run this old cow-killer into the turntable pit one day. You forget you ever heard of injectors the next. You let her water fall two feet below the glass, and she drops a crown-sheet. “And then you try to Adam it off on this poor Eve,” pointing to the fifth button of his waistcoat. “I get called up on the carpet, and accused of negli- gence on duty. And me peacefully and innocently eating lunch when it hap- pened.” “Yes, eating lunch,” Cockrill went on, trying to be calm and judicial; “eating it on that very seat where you're sitting now. 'Twas your fault, and you know it; and it I didn’t de- fend you, and plead for your job with tears in my eyes, you'd been fired, you good-for-nothing loafer. Then you 0 and blame it all on me!” “Weren't you under the engine?” ask- ed Dorgan, with frigid politeness. ‘Hadn’t you just left the cab? Was any where around when you left?” “You were. As I remarked a min- ite_ago, you were sitting in the same HY > Why not get one of those large Cement Urans to beautify your yard? Why not get the oldest reliable cement man to put in your Walk? hy not get you Brick and Blocks of the? PRICES ARE RIGHT, SO ARE THE GOODS LORIDA NATIONAL VAULT.CO. 508 W. MaAIN ST. You Gan Talk to Practically All the People In the Town THROUGH THIS PAPER W.YARNELL GHT AND HEAVY HAULING HOUSEHOLD MOVING A SPECIALTY ORSES AND MULES ¥OR HIRE Pues: Office 109; Res., 57 Green Send Them To the Laundry Office Phone 348 Black 07 to 216 Main 8t. The roundhouse door swung open on creaky hinges, and attention to duty Prevented further war for the mo- ment. Cockrill opened the throttle, and the big engine glided softly into her stall, In the perpetual dusk of the round- house a fat, red-faced man picked his Wway among the tracks and over the pilots. It was Superintendent McKin- ney. THE EVE e ——————————— 00000000000000000000000000 R IN SUNDAY TOWN By AUGUSTUS GOODRICH SHER- WIN. _—— “Looks like as if every day was Sun- day in this dead old town, eh, neigh- bor?” remarked-a patriarch of the town in question. “That’s right,” asserted a companion very slightly his junior in local his- tory. “The Norths made it, the Norths killed it,” added the first speaker sententiously, and then both glanced quite appropriately over at a great unoccupied factory building, with small structures and any number of workmen'’s cottages about it, also un- occupied. Gloom and decay were expressed in the presentment. The great gates of the plant beyond which once trooped happy and hopeful artisans hung loosely. There was an array of broken windows. Here and there the cement casing of the factory had crumbled away. The yards were overgrown with weeds. Dismal ldeaolatlon was suggested at every angle of vision. The history of the great abandoned i plant of John North, for ten years a { busy hive of industry, had engulfed “Where’s Cockrill?” he asked of & | the history of the town itself. At the wiper. “He just, came in, sir,” answered that menial person. “His engine is on the last track.” McKinney strode forward, and Cock- rill saw him,coming. “Shut up, now,” he cautioned the suddenly mute Dorgan. “Here's the height of seeming prosperity there had come an awful crash. Stories of speculation, of extravagance, of enor- mous outside investments were rife. A receiver had been appointed, the assets of the business sacrified and Walter Drury, the young manager of the city office of the plant, was ar- old snake himself, with more ques- | rested and sent to the state peniten- tions to ask.” The cinders crunched under McKin- ney’s tread. “Are you up there, Cock- rill?” he asked. “I am,” replied the engineer. “So am L” put in Dorgan, his sar- casm totally lost on the florid super- intendent, who climbed heavily into the cab. “Now,” began McKinney judicially, tiary for ten years on a charge of : forgery, embezzlement and falsifying the books of the concern. Drury was unknown in Fairfleld and everybody pitied old John North, who died a month after the crash. He left a daughter and two sons, at the time small children. They were given | into the charge of an aunt in a distant state. The plant and the splendid : when he got his breath, “for the last | North residence were left to the es- | Beutify your Lawn, Let us tell you how, Little it will cost. time, I want to find out about that crown-sheet. That thing cost one hun- dred and eighty dollars to fix up, and I want to find out why it happened, and which of you let it happen?"* “Mr. McKinney,” Dorgan broke in contritely, “there’s no use obscuring the issue, as they eay in law. I am to blame. I did it. Mr. Cockrill here had nothing to do with it any more than you. If there's any punishment, I deserve it, and I'm ready to take it” Before he had finished the “t” in “it,” Cockrill's voice filled the cab. “Mr. McKinney, this young fellow 48 glving you the finest example of loy- alty to a comrade you ever heard of. “The truth of the matter is that Dor- gan was eating lunch in the station when the sheet blew off. It was due solely to my own negligence, and I'm ready to suffer the consequences.” There was a brief pause. The si- lence was broken only by the cluck- cluck of the airpump. McKinney turned right-about face, and laid his hand on the rail. A half grin wrin- kled his face and deepened its ruddy bloom. “You two are the cheerfulest liars I ever saw,” he said. “Don’t let it hap- pen again.” Thereupon he descerMed from the cab. ForBabies. For prickly heat. Aftershaving. After the bath. Asaface powder. As a foot powder. Really indispensa- ble. In sifter top cans. At drug- gists, 15 cents. [ For Sale In Lakeiand by HENLEY & HEMLEY LAUNDERED The VERY BEST Lakeland Steam We are better equipped than & ever for giving yo high rade Laundry Work. e = @ n g PHONE 130 g 3 :i % Res. Pone 153 Blue i dkeland Paving and Construction Company LAKELAND, FLA. l I 1 He i8 deliberately lying to save me. tate, but stripped of their contents. Nobody wanted to oocupy a plant or a mansion with which such gloomy memories ware connected and both had remained vacant. It was on the very day that the two old ploneers discussed the situation of 0 “The Norths Madue It, the Norths Killed 1t!” what had become widely known as “Sunday town,” that a stranger ar- rived on the afternoon train. He was neat in his dress, tall, dark,”and re- served in his manner. He registered at the one little hotel of Fairfield as | Paul Moore and his first visit was to | the office of old Judge Martin, who nominally had what was left as the North estate in charge. After that this Paul Moore became a familiar figure in the town. His bearing was impressive, sad and sub- dued. He was kindly and courteous to those he met, but conversed briefly on alkoccasions. “A strange man, but full of wonder- ful power and sense,” remarked the judge one daysto a friend. “I fancy he is going to be the coming man of the town.” “Why, what do you mean?” was ! surprisedly queried. “Haven’t you heard that the plan is to start up again?” “Why, no. That will be good news for the town, indeed!” “Yes, Moore has made all the ar- rangements. It appears he has no money, but a marvelous business adaptability. He has got some capital- | ists to furnish a large amount of capi- tal, bond the business and put him in charge as manager. We have co-op- erated with him for enough to give him a very advantageous lease.” Then began big events for Sunday town. The quiet, humdrum routine of the place was invaded. Bustle, ac- tivity, progress became the order of | the day. The plant was reconstruct- ed, new machinery installed. Old workmen who had moved from the town were recalled. The cottages were put in shape for these new ten- ants. Storekeepers and hotel men were attracted to the place. Through it all, consistently qulet, yet forceful, the strangely silent Moore day by day built up the revived busi- ness. His eye and thoughts wére | everywhere. The number of employes | deubled In a year. The big factory { turned out its product daily in car \ NING TELEGRAM Lak ELAND, FLA., SEPT. 30, 1914, PAGE SEVEN ! load lots. A happy, contented vork- | & llng community grew up around -thc : great plant. ‘ One year, two years, three years and then a great event was chronicled in the little weekly news journal pub- lished at Sunday town. Paul Moore had piled up such great profits that he had paid off the bond issue, bought out all the other interests and had be- come the sole owner of the business. Honors piled up for him on every | side, but he remained the same silent !but substantial citizen. He was of- | fened the mayoralty chair and refused it, other and higher district political Preferment was tendered, but he|. Seemed to shrink'from publicity and from being conspicuous. “I wish to ask you something about the family of Mr.'North,” he said to Judge Martin one day. The lawyer told him that Miss Eu- nice North was teaching school. The rent income from tke plant had en- abled her to place her two younger brothers at college. “I wish her to return here to take up her rightful position in the world,” said Moore. “What do you mean?” inquired the judge wonderingly. “Just this: through the easy lease glven us at the start by the North estate, from the nucleus of the old business here success and a fortume have come. I am a grateful man. I propose making over to Miss North a half interest in the business I now | own. At my own expense I wish the old North mansjon restored.” ' SPO IS S DE S dddd PRPSIPSELPEESD E find that low prices and long time will not go haud in hand, and on May 1st we installed 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 ia still deeper. \Ve carry a full line of Groceries, Feed, Grain, Hay, Crate Material, and Wilson & Toomer's (DEAL EERTILIZERS always on hand. arocery Company 211 West Main Street, LAKELAND, FLA. %! “Strange man!” murmured the law- yer in almost awed tone. “Further, I wish the name of John i North restored upon the front of all the buildings. He bulilt this business originally. He shall have all the credit.” So it was done, and so from obscur- ity Eunice North and her brotherll “CONSULT US” For figures on wiring your house. We will save you money. Look out for the rainy season. Let us put gutter around your house and protect it from decay. T. L. CARDWELL, came back to the old-time affluence and comfort. Paul Moore evaded seeing the young girl whom he had so benefited. One § L3 3 b | evening, however, she sent for him. A beautiful face confronted him, but ,J Dale and troubled : Electric and Sheet Metal{Contracts “Mr. Moore,” she sald, “I have|? sought to meet you to thank you. And t Phone 233. Rear Wilson Hdwe Co. now in the light of a new discovery I must have your confidence—I fear, | gg00000¢+E4% GSEEEPOIESEIMI SR e more, your forgiveness.” “What do you mean?’ inquired SBOLELPEEELSDEETESOIFESHD TP YOU ARE THINKING Of BUILDING, SEE MARSHALL & SANDERS The Old Reliable Contractors Who have been building houses in Lakeland for years, and who never “FELL DOWN" or failed to give satisfaction. All classes of buildings contracted for. The many fine residences built by this firm are evidgnces of their abilityto make good. MARSHALL & SANDERS Phone 228 Blue SV EFH P EPHHE S0V EL RS B LT FEVE TP ISP DS EISH0Q PET TR 22 A SR LAT T LA T Yut B ST Y W. K Jackson W. K. McRae JACKSON & McRAE REAL ESTATE Large Listing--Always Some Bargains o L L e T L e e e e aa b PreTT T e =t L L LA L DL LA LS DL SRS RA LR DLt L LA SR DR AL R T Moore—I believe you are Walter Dru- ry, the faithful manager of my dead father, who suffered ten years of im- prisonment—unjustly.” He was silent, his face grew a trifle paler. “Speak to me!” cried Eunice; “you are Walter Drury?” “Yes.” “Since returning here I have found some old papers. It was my father's complication that involved you and you sacrificed yourself—" “You mistake,” interrupted Drury quickly. “Your father committed some errors, for which as proprietor of the business he could not, be held amenable. To shield him I bore the burden. Shall I tell you why? He saved my father from ruin years ago, he gave me my first business position. Moore in a low tone. “I do not believe you are Paul I loved him, I saved his honored name, I have restored it—I am con- tent.” She was near to him. She selzed his hands, her tears, her kisses show- ered upon them. He told her he planned to go away so he would not be a reminder of the-old trouble. She bade him stay, for without him now life would be lonely. And so, they were married. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) BB B S BHEHEHERO G oo B BB e o B oo Bl Bl BB B RO B | Schrafft’s Bulk Chocolates On Ice Fresh and’Fine { 40c per Ib. 20 Seems to Be Going Too Far. A recent divorce oase in New York has revealed the fact that the dicta- graph is now in common use by jeal- ous wives who suspect their husbands of undesirable conversation with other women. In this particular instance the wife had installed a dictagraph in order to overhear her husband's con- versation with his women patients, and we learn with surprise that there is a company for the express purpose of promoting this sort of thing, and no doubt it does a flourishing business. There was a time when it was consid- ered dishonorable even to wish to overhear a private conversation, but then this was before the advent of feminism and the preaching of the gospel of sex hate.—San Francisco Argonaut. L= S BOC B ORCk el OO 6o B OR0) 808 PO §- S 0008 Sugar for Drink Habit. To cure-the drink habit substitute sugar. 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