Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, October 8, 1914, Page 8

1 § H | { { | f e e s AR o S e ! I 3 ® ® 3 [ o | [ [ ¢ 3 [ ] PUMPKIN-VINE SPEGIAL By MILES M'’KERCHER. Railway engineers take particular delight in running over hand cars and velocipedes. Any- way, it has always seemed so to me. “"erhaps they fo-'t Opinions differ. One thing I8 sure—they hit them sometimes. Once they pretty nearly hit us. It was when we were repairing bridges and tres- tles on the Ro- chester & Wi- nona division of the C. & G. W, i better known as | the Pumpkin- lfi Vine branch of the Gerkwater. From Utica to Winona the track is just the sort you would expect to see in a nightmare. It typifies what yoy read about Arkansas railways consist ing mainly of horseshoe curves, S's steep grades, and trestles over gul- lies. Stanley Wright was the foreman of our crew of fivee. We were all young —in fact, Wright himself was not old enough to vote. Other gangs called us the “kid crew,” but I feel safe in say- ing that many of the older crews ac- complished no more than we did. One morning in the early part of July, 1907, we found it necessary to' take a case of dynamite from Rolling- stone on our “Armstrong private car.” ‘We were in the habit of usually stop- ping just before rounding very sharp curves to listen for any possible trains. As a rule “extras” were few and far between on the Pumpkin-Vine. *‘Spe- clals” always created surprise and comment among the natives. The “regular” east-bound had al ready gone through, and we were pumpipg our car around curves and over high bridges, talking merrily. We had just arrived at the conclusion that even if we did spend a good deal of muscle on the derrick and crane (not to mention the hand-car), perhaps, after all, our life on the road, free from care and worry, toiling lazily in| one of earth's pretty garden spots, letting the early morning sunshine' trickle down on us. “perhaps,” we (Copyright.) i hi HUSBAND RESCUED DESPAIRING WIFE After Four Years of Discouraging|! had gotten so weak 1 Conditions, Mrs. Bullock Gave UpinDespair. Husband Came to Rescue. Catron, Ky.—In an interesting letter from this place, Mrs. Bettie Bullock writes as follows: ‘I suffered for four years, with womanly troubles, and during this time, 1 could only sit up for a little while, and could not walk anywhere at all. At times, I would have severe pains in my left side. The doctor was called in, and his treat- ment relieved me for a while, but I was soon confined to m bed again. After that, nothing seemed to do me any good. ecccccooe | } slight disadvantages, was pretty near ;. explosive. | down to St. Charles. When our checks thought, “such a life, in spite of some ly ideal.” Far were our thoughts from danger. | Guess, then, our surprise when, com- ing around the last curve in a deep cut, | we were suddenly confronted by a huge locomotive drawirg two cars of orses and coming like a whirlwind. | She looked as big as a barn to us. A sheer wall of rock on each side, a 90 foot trestle a few yards back of us— apparently no chance of getting out. And a case of dynamite aboard! We held our breath as Stanley ap plied the brake. Our first thought was to jump. Then common sense told us that to do so would be fatal—not only to ourselves, but to the train and crew as well. There wasn't near time enough to reverse the motion of the car and run back until the engineer could stop the onrushing train, and we did not fancy being hurled off the high trestle with the probability of the whole train crashing down on top of us. We glanced at each other in dismay. The cold sweat trictled down my back. We heard the locomotive whis- tle frantically, then saw the engineer dodge down low in his cab. My heart beat furioisly. With one accord we were about to abandon the car and run toward the train wher Stanley, white as a sheet, but calm and with great presence of mind, almost screamed the order: “Pick up the car-r, boys!” It seemed useless, but we had great faith in our young boss. Bcing in the habit of obeying orders, we did pick up the car, and at a signal from him placed it on edge against the rock bank, Stanley meantime grabbing the We were just about in time, too, for as the locomotive whizzed by, some- thing caught my overalls, ripping them from th. waist to the knee. It was a very close call. Stanley gazed after the disappearing train and watched it out of sight. Then he fished out ais dinky little pipe, leaned up against the rocks, and filled and lit it. “I guess, by jinks,” said he, “we ought to take a run down to St Charles and recuperate our exhausted nerves.” Stanley was great on speches. “Hang it, you fellows look scared to death. Besides, I want to write a let: ter to Mamie.” So we took a holiday and rambled came on pay day I can’t say as I no ticed any “lay-off” recordcd{ either. eou*d not stand, and | gave up in despair. At last, my husband got me a bottle of Cardui, the woman’s tonic, and | com= menced taking it. From the very first dose, 1 could tell it was helping me. 1 can now walk two miles without its tiring me, and am doing all my work.” 1f you are all run down from womanly troubles, don’t give up in despair. Try Cardui, the woman’stonic. It has helped more than a million women, in its 30 years of continuous success, and should | surely help you, too. Your druggist hll] sold Cardui for years. He knows what it will do. Ask him. He will recom= mend it. Begin taking Cardui today. 94‘332%.‘:2‘.52.‘:%”"1‘.'2:' & nstructions en case and 64-| ook, Treatment for Wm." un.lnh wrapper. Jbo — Invest Y ur Money! BUY DIAMONDS At Present Prices they will Make you Money The war in Euvope has stopped the cutting and shipment of all kinds of gems. If you have any spare money, we can offer you a splendid bargain from new stock just received from abroad. **A PLEASURE TO SHOW GOODS.” COLE & HULL JEWELERS '‘AND OPTOMETRISTS Lakeland, Fla, b Yours to Serve DOPIPUSPTPLPOBDPLP LSS STISOP W. J. Rgédick’s Grocery% This is to notify my Patrons that I have moved from Main Street into my own building at 220 Missouri Ave., next to the Christian church, where I will serve you with First-Class Goods at Reasonable prices. be glad to W. J. REDDICK i THE RIVET - CATCHER By CRITTENDEN MARRIOTT. V————— (Copyr.ght) Fred Faxon stood on the girder that formed the street side of the empty quadrangle that in due time would be- come the sixteenth floor of the Chim- neystack building. Over his shoulder was balanced an empty keg. He leaned forward slight- ly, with his eyes fixed on & man who was fanning the flames in a porta- ble furnace some distance to the right on the floor below. Suddeanly the man dropped the han- dle of the bellows, caught up a pair of tongs, and snatched a heavy white hot rivet from the heart of the fire. He leaned back to gather strength; then, with scarcely a glance, tossed the rivet upward. Fred bent slightly, shifted his keg an inch or two to the left, and the rivet fell squarely into the keg, struck against its sloping inner side, and fell dead to bottom. The moment he felt it strike Fred turned and ran like a squirrel, leaning alightly to balance the thrust of the wind, along the six- inch girder to where two men were riveting a floor beam into place. One of them, the bucker-up, picked the rivet from the keg and thrust it upward, still sparkling hot, through the holes which had been bored for it months before and hundreds of miles away. Then, with his dolly-bar, he bore up against it, holding it firmly in place while the pneumatic-gun man mashed another head upon it with a volley of staccato thuds. Meanwhile, Fred bad run back to his post and stood ready to catch an- other rivet. The wind tore at him, but he heed- ed it no more than he did the roar of the traffic which rose to his ears from the stony street, 200 feet below. He had been catching white-hot bolts hurled at him from varying dis- tances for more than three years, and, being young and apt, had learned his work 8o well that it had become me- chanical. He caught the rivets and ran along the dizzy spiderweb of gird- ers and floor beams as easily and in- differently as a ball player catches a ball and runs the bases. On this particular day he had other things to think about. His ambition was to be a “gun-man”"—to wield the pueumatic hammer that mashed &o‘ second heads on the rivets and bound the floor beams and the girders into a solid whole. Gun-men got better pay than rivet- catchers, and Annie West had prom- ised to marry him the minute he got his promotion; so he wanted both badly. In the ordinary course of events, however, he could not hope for such a post for several years, and by that time anything might happen. Annie might even marry big Bill McSween, bully and tough though he was. But his chance had come at last. The high wages pald for rebuilding San Francisco after the great earth. quake and fire had drained the East of SOTN SOOI T VIR OL- Phone 46 THE ELECTRIC STORE 307 E. Main St. SPECIAL PRICES 0} ELECTRIC FANS! Lots of hot weather yet 3 you can save money— : see our window w53 g 8 g 1 don't want it; and I do want to get you out of town. So I'm golng to turn my hunch over to you—it you want 1t.” Bill glared at Fred suspiciously, but the latter met his eyes so frankly that his misgivings faded. “Wot is 1t?” he demanded. Fred looked round cautiously. “Listen!” he whispered. “Father used to work under Mr. Fulton, and he told me about him. He's a per- fect crank on that new alloy, nickel- steel. When he comes round tomor- row say something to one of the boys about nickel-steel alloys for something or other—rivets will do. Say it so he'll hear you, and he's dead sure to take notice. “If you get another chance, say something else about it—that it would make rivet-heads mash better, for in- stance. Do this two or three times if you can, and he's safe to pick you. He can't help it. Nickel-steel 18 like whisky to him. You'll see.” Bill nodded slowly. “I've heard of nickel-steel,” he de- clared. “But I don't know much about it. I'll try what you say, but'—with sudden flerceness—'don’t you try no tricks, Fred Faxon. If youre givin’ me the wrong steer, you better look out for yourself; that's all.” That afternoon Casey, the foreman, scratched his head reflectively as five of the six youngsters to whom he had spoken declined the job on one plea or another. “So yourself’s the only one who wants to go, is it, McSween?” he pon- dered. “Well, it's no fault I have to find with your work, and I'll tell Mr. Fulton so if he asks me. But I mis- doubt but he’ll be wanting more than one to choose among.” The next morning Casey was taking Mr. Fulton over the building. From one gang of riveters to another they went, watching the work of each. As they came near Bill McSween, that individual was passing a rivet down to the bucker-up. “Say!” he remarked loudly. “Say, these bolts don’t hold their heat, see! It they'd put some nickel-ateel in them, I bet they'd do better.” The bucker-up stared; but Bill noted that Mr. Fulton had stopped and was regarding him closely, and felt en- couraged. A few moments later, when he came back with another rivet and found the superintendent still watch- ing him, and listening earnestly the while to something that Casey was saying, he was delighted. “Them bolt-heads would mash better it they had some nickel-steel in ‘em,” he observed to the gun-man, who al- most dropped his tool in his amaze- ment, » ) Unheeding, Bill was about to follow up his words with another remark, when he saw Mr. Fulton nod to Casey and start rapidly away. “Well,” he muttered to himself, “I got in two good licks at him, anyway.” When the whistle blew for quitting- time, McSween looked round for Fred, but did not see him; so he hurried |: down the ladders, eager to know his fate. Casey spled him coming, and | g called him over. “Step into the office, McSween,” he ordered, “and get your time. I'll not be wantin’ you any more.” Bill stiffened with amazement. BOHBHHECHILHILHECHE % PO TR D Es ST e e 0 Ficrida Electric and Mach’pery PRriRes ) CEPFETPFAPRIOIP U CIP O KELLEY’'S BAR Plymouth Ry BOTH MATINGS Better now than ever | QG T High class breeding b reasonable prices. Fgg: high class pens for hatchin Write me before ordering where, ' _A recent investigation proved that the loan value of ; painted house is 22 per cent. more than if it were painted. Qur stock includes a finish for eve@§ purpose from foundation to roof. e SR e 0l XS e 08 Let us help you brighten up your hon 1 O structural iron-workers and made| “Do I get the Chicago job?” he de Ihe B r i hte n - ” rolk room for scores of younger men who | mandea. had learned the alphabet of the diffi- “Job? Naw! An’ it's little likely cult trade, and the growth of the| you are to get one till you get over whole country had prevented the de- | that fool crank of yours about nickel- Agents Sherwin-Williams Paint mand from slackening. steel, Where you picked up that rot PHONE §e That very morning, Casey, foreman { I dunno.” 0 384 . 2l3 SOII. KV.A of construction on the Chimneystack “Picked it up?’ he yelled. “Me! Lmg gt ieiae i nlpal 2en 2t 2at tal 2al 2L T Y Tal B TR TN SLEEL LS | bullding, had called together the half | Wait till I find Fred Faxon, and I'll dosen rivet-catchers in his force and ' ghow him where I picked it up.” had told them that Mr. Fulton, trav- “Fred Faxon, is it?” eling superintendent of the great Ful-| A glow ; v grin dawned on the Irish- ton Construction company, would be | man'g face. He thought he saw an ex- at the building the next day, and planation of the thing would select the most capable young- “ ‘hat' ¢ ster he could find to go West with him m‘A;dy:uh:.t ;:;r:;;;:gn B:e:, '::li ;o lhelp in the gun-work on a new e ORG L Twantite know.” ¥ uilding in Chicago. 3 > “'Tis the great opening it is for | hafi“;l:;:;lzé Bcifla:wllnm‘::'d }Vhen L) one of you boys," declared Casey. “The | ' 2 v s and great opening entirely! Sure, Chicago | " ,..* . is where the cqmpany lives 'when its t Faith, u: tl.xe belst jo"ke I've heard at home, and it's a fine chance you'll “t:)romlny‘: e ?'Jo PR LY cht':'rtlod‘ have to make good with the bosses. I comey:;l m:(;wm:m:tml::'xo:n.d;:. i “It's mighty little there 18 to choose S s u)s, between you, as far as work goes, | ::Z: :ee' u‘:‘:::: %a:;:;'e:ay' :e, T'm and I'll make no recommendations and him to get that Chi ’nb;ln WAL let Mr. Fulton pick for himselt. Think | . 's E5t V1ot TW cago Job.’ says he. it over today, boys, and let me know santion nlckel-nteyel t :l “y'i, o tonight whether itis go or stay here | Fulton is round LS L in New York you'd il g nTe:‘ml:\:tes’ ul:terl:B::e;‘red climbed “ e anown BEl for. years, says the ladders to his post, he felt a touch :;elm‘lii hew. pllum‘!:l SISy, on 1iounk :pon l:lh Mahoulder. and turned to face aix x;:ont;l ;:c:.' .:y:r%?-h'c;:: ethf:: ig Bill McSween. ¢ T i " very thing; and -he’s liable to have to [‘E:f : h;r;;vgledsil'll An:l{-. :::::.- go back, it he gets excited about it. 2 < The doctor says so,’ says he. :: face of ;‘::?“l.m“ 8ets It away | .pyoig what Fred sa;' a:ld then he an::;::;nu that k:lep:o?:u ,"‘:“N‘.‘:: goes off, an’ it's little I thinks about York and gotter declins. See!” n‘.tel:l you behxln- lto talk about nickel- : steel; an' then I saw mighty plain Fred rowhlnltanlly to the situation. that I couldn’t put a crazy man off on Fhysically he was no match for Bill, | pg, Fulton, nor kape him workin’ who was tvu; z;us older, 20 pounds | pere either: and so—" = heavier, two inches taller, and was an 2 > amateur pugilist besides. Clearly the P‘.“ o c&mdhkeep s"e.q." Do longer, case was one for diplomacy. &noflt 8 heart cut!” he yelled. “How in the world di BiN?” he demanded lmllldngl’:“ know, He dashed toward the door. Bill grunted. B::cneym fllung himself in the way. “Oh, I reckoned your health wouldn't B | nadbaun,t e % rasped, “and listen to me. Sure, it }:.boy;.:‘ 1:;; m&h-flmwm@on_":: serves you right, g0 it does. It was make no mistake, Fred Faxon. When | - gy ek for you to buftilo all 1 go, 1 take Annle West with o them lads into refusin’ the job, so it See! > was; and it's glad I am you got the I Fred laughed. 'T“ o ‘ e “Sure, if you can get her to go," he wa'::o:;: °;:;k“g)d?e e i s answered. “She won't ‘t‘lo it. She’ll quiet and say nothing o;." "::;:"R' “Do!” Fred grew excited. * trouble, it's the joke of the trade you'll Rt T SESAWEEL KA Rla. "yfw‘\t:‘or: make yourself, 8o you will, | no friend of mine, and I don't owe 1“:’;:,‘::2, )t':ucgu‘t:u‘;tumon un- | you anything. I could get this Job if | jp's married he is. o. SRR for: 1 wanted it PoaNL 8 West “I've got a hunch how to get it, but m?’ with Mr. Fulton an hour 0404 “Keep the Quality Up has been our watchword You can’t whistle away the fact, the one great big point that in- dicates this Store’s Betterness Oualit In Merchandis HOHBOHDOHECHEAOH ORI ORBCE S O CHECHET Gk S A Step Ahead in Quality--- A Step Behind in Price BATES STOR! Every piece of WOOL GOODS i STOCK ABSOLUTELY NEV RO O O PLFOII DDA TEDBGHAFODIHO