Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, October 13, 1914, Page 8

Peach-Colored Crepe. A novel little frock in a rather heavyweight crepe in the new and beautiful peach color is shown here. In this the blouse of the plain crepe is gathered into a bib of black satin which is a continuation of the girdle. The opening above this is filled with white lawn and a band of embroidery in oriental shade. The cuffs and roll- ing collar are of the black satin. This gown has the long tunic combined with the panier draping of the mate- rial hung over a plain underskirt of the crepe. The tunic is trimmed in bands of heavy cream lace. With this | is worn a hat of peach-colored straw trimmed with black wings. Mutual Curiosity. Fisherman—I wonder when that bricklayer'll lay that brick! Bricklayer—I wonder when that fish- erman’ll catch a fish!—Humoristicke Listy (Prague® e JUDGE MISTRESS BY HOUS‘)EI Visitors WIIl Generally Do It, So a | Good Impression Is Worth the ) Taking of Pains. \ Whether she wishes it or not, the | house will have something to tell about its mistress, so it seems worth : while to pause a moment and consider how best to make it say the things we would like spoken. Shall we think of a few houses we know, and see if they haven't some rather helpful lessons to teach us? You see, if we just manage to identify our mistakes, given the will to do our level best with the home, it's quite a simple matter to achieve success in this direction. There {8 the house where tables and | chairs seem riveted into position, where the little book {p its delicate binding laid aslant on the side table in the drawing room rests always exactly at the same angle, and one is afraid to lower a blind for fear of disar- ranging the window curtains. A pretty room, certainly, but I am scarcely surprised when I notice that the visitors on at home afternoons sit rather near their chair edges and don’t look altogether at ease. Orderliness is an excellent thing, but don’t aim at a formal and lifeless symmetry. Choose cushion covers | that will wash, or of an artistic tap- estry. Then, i you want to keep your case- ment curtains fresh and immaculately creaseless have long side curtains which may be drawn across the win- dow without disturbing the short | blinds. They look so pretty, whether in light fabric with a richly colored applique insertion, or in a darker shade with a strip of light trimming a little way from the edge. Fix a brass rod across your flat window or round your bay, and then these curtains, drawn well to the side at other times, may be brought over the windows at night or when the sun is too strong. New Cross Stitch Work. There is a new sort of cross stitch work which is used for bed spreads, table covers, cushions and other big articles of household decoration. It is made on heavy ecru linen, with threads of gay-colored cotton, The design has Japanese heads worked in big frames of color and a floral design here and there as well. The New D JUST OPPOSITE THE CITY HALL. DSl S Sl ded B i Bet H Woodrow Wilson WOOD be PLEASED at W00DS’, The New Drug Store New FRESH Shipment of that Kustom Katching Kern’s KANDY Justreceived. Phone 408 KELLEY'S BARRED Plymouth Rocks & rug Store§ BOTH MATINGS ‘er now thaun ever before High class breeding birds at reasonable prices. high class pens for hatching. Fggs fro Write me before ordering else- where, L. KELLEY, Griffin. Fia. SOBOBOOD & each device You won't You Get- | guaranteed foT2eR2alRet il SR e i Rat 2ad e ol ol Sul 2al 2R Bo R 2nl Sul2ual 2eh at il ; Imumnmmnmmmmn [ Advice of experts as to desirability of for somethin €xpectations. Facility of quick repair. as we ca ry Repair Parts for our own line of Flerida Efectric and Machinery Co. DEROININPAEOSUHISHISNN0S 000000060008 | 1o the town by an unaccustomed Phone 46 THE ELECTRIC STORE 307 E. Main St. DO YOU KNOW What you get without Charge when yoi buy Electric Irons, Toaster Stoves, Percolators, Heaters, from Us. for the work intended. have to spend your money g that won’t meet your \ ' | goods. THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., OCT. 13, 1914, HS GAEAT REMORSE By MARY LLOYD EVANS, Always the footsteps behind me, dull, hollow, but echoing—never be- fore. Did they but precede I might have had hope, for then they might guide me to some haven of rest, peace for my tirdd heart. I was not a wicked man, nor a mean man, nor a dissipated man. I was on- ly a murderer—to the world never that, but to my own conscience, yes. A thousand deaths were in my heart and one poor victory—if I could call it that. “I consent to the marriage.” “Secret, of course?” “It must be that way under the cir ‘cumstances.” Burned into my brain were these three sentences, for they started the train of circumstances that resulted in a terrible tragedy. It was six weeks since that I over- heard Huldah Evans speak the first, Vane Telford made reply. Then her final words—“my love, my adored one!” She whom I worshiped was a party to a clandestine complication with a rival I had never feared, nor before that even suspected. 3 He had come to the village, a stranger. He had made several calls on Huldah. I was curious, but she nev- er apprised me as to the personality of her new acquaintance nor his mo- tive in visiting her. That vividly re- membered afternoon I was lining a high hedge, surrounding the Evans place when I heard the brief colloquy noted. I had come to the spot with my heart full of hope and love. I left it venge- ful, embittered, my soul immersed in the blackest despair. I wandered towards the narrow but deep rolling stream at the edge of the town, my spirit dazed, my heart dis- tracted. This, then, was the end of it all. She loved another! I flung my- self on the grassy bank, watching the swift eddies just above tlie waterfall. It was an unfrequented spot for the present, for the old foot bridge had been condemned, as all the regular townsmen knew, a new structure being proposed, and the roadway on either side of the stream was block- aded some distance back. There signs were up, warning the approaching driver and pedestrian of peril. I sat in a daze, staring blankly at the rushing waters, madly tempted to plunge beneath their surface 'and My Manhood Cowered. Hatred, Cow- ardice, Guilt Held Me Spellbound. end all my misery. It was getting on toward dusk when a sharp, cheery whistle attracted my attention. There, not fifty yards distant, was Telford. He was warbling a care-l less carol, swinging along like a man heard some joyful news. In a flash I pictured the situation. He, my hated rival, was beloved by Huldah. I was the despised one. A blur of blood passed before my eyes, and then— “He is headed for the bridge—he doesn’t know!" I uttered breathlessly. I started up in wild alarm. In a flash I saw that, making a short cut route, Telford had struck into the road at a point ahead of the block- ade. He had missed the danger sign. He had no knowledge of the condition of the bridge. Two days previous a horse and wagon had gone through the rotted plankway, a great hole gaped in the center of the bridge, and some of the stringers were hang- ing suspended by mere splinters, “Stop—" The word died in my throat mean- ingless, for the devil had seized me. What was this man to me, that I should not allow him to go headlong on his careless way? He had embit- tered my existence, why should I seek to save his life? My manhood cowered. Hatred, cowardice, guilt, held me spell- bound beyond the saving moment. Crash!—a shriek, a splash, a gur gle, and all was over—all save the footsteps proceeding across the hol- low echoing plankway—tramp! tramp! tramp! But now all that was human within me was aroused. In horror I regarded my willful act of crime. I ran to the edge of the bridge, I shouted wildly. ll tore down the dim shore, calling m| in love with lite, as it he had just' loon, which was then very nearly full madly the name of the man I had— murdered. Only the sound of the waves, the roar of the falls below, the night bird’s thrill answered me. The void | had opened up and swallowed my | rival. Huldah was free, but I—tramp! | tramp! tramp! ever the accusing foot- steps, and always behind me, pursu- ing, challenging, zccusing! | Looking back now I marvel how I passed those dreadful days, those wakeful nights of the two weeks suc- ceding. Twice I had called upon Hul- | dah. I was amazed at the fact that she betrayed no anxiety, none of thei suspense of a bride expectant whose | object of devotion had mysteriously | disappeared. My guilt drove me to' make my visits brief and constrained, | although Huldah seemed glad to see me. She had with her now a cousin, a palefaced, hopeless-eyed girl, who seemed an invalid, Martha Dawes. No word of the fate of Telford had . reached the newspapers. I had lined' the river for miles, making cautious inquiries, but with no result. Then one evening those torturing footsteps drove me to a resolution: I would see Huldah once more, confess and leave the place forever. It was twilight when I reached ber: home. She sat in a rustic chair in the | garden humming a low tune. Miss Dawes, near by, was gazing with sad, | § far-away eyes at the crescent moon. I g leaned over the chair and said to 3% Huldah: “I wish to tell you something of Vance Telford.” She started, glanced quickly at her guest, and, her finger on her lip, led e’ to a distance. i “What of Mr. Telford?” she chal- lenged, with a certain sternness that chilled me. “He is dead, and I—am his mur derer!” And then the words leaped over each other tumultuously as I told my story, all of it, without reservation, She grasped a tree for support, her face a white void. “Go away!” she faltered, waving her hand distractedly. “I must think— think!"” A It was all over! She hated me, she despised me! I wandered about aim- lessly, but the influence of fatality drew me to the river. Ever, it seemed, calling to me, for miles I trod its banks, the footsteps—tramp! tramp! tramp!—beating incessantly on my agonized ears. I must have gone several miles, when I drew behind a bush near the shelving shore of the stream to avoid meeting a man progressing slowly with the aid of a cane. I was in no mood for companionship. I moved too far, my foot slipped, I went headlong, and was conscious of my head striking the water and a rock at the same time. Then I was insensible. My blood curdled as I regained con- sciousness, for I recognized that the man bending over me had dragged GBS BABIILD 30 OBOTO mo to safety, and that man, in form | & wn.ll save you money. Look out for the and substance, Vance Telferd! rainy season. Let us put gutter around Within an hour I knew all the story ¥ ro 2 of his rescue down the stream, his|: your house and protect it from decay. convalescence, his hegira now to the| Evans home. And then I learned|.. W i that it was the sad hearted Miss o T' L‘ CARD ELL’ Dawes who loved him, and that Hul- i dah had arranged for their clandes- Electr ic and Sheet Metal Contracts tine marriage because her cousin could not live without him. Her| ? Phone 233. Rear Wilson Hdwe Co. family did not like Telford, nor did| i Huldah, but it was arranged that Tel- WWW ford was to wed Miss Dawes secretly and then go away and make a man of himself, for he had been a sad profligate. But now I knew the man was in earnest when he told me how his nar- row graze of death had reformed him. Arm in arm we went to the Evans home, to make two anxious hearts happy, for Huldah really loved me. And then—the footsteps died out forever. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) Napoleon and the Balloon, When Napoleon was a young ‘cadet he went on one occasion to witness the ascent of a ballpon in the Champs de Mars. He entered, unperceived, [ the inclosure which contained the bal- and about to ascend, and requested | : the aeronaut to allow him to enter |< the car. The request however was refused, the reason given being that the feelings of the boy might embar- rass the aeronaut. “Though I am young, I fear neither the powers of earth nor of the air!” Bonaparte is reported to have ex- claimed. On being requested to retire, the | little cadet, enraged at the refusal, | drew his sword and, slitting the bnl-' loon in several places, destroyed the! apparatus which had been construct. ! ed with infinite labor and ingenuity. | Such was ‘Napoleon's first and last attempt to ascend in a balloon. e NS Mons Born in Fighting, Mons began fighting, Caesar founded it as a camp and a short time later & 3 o % Cicero's brother sustained a siege by Ambiorix. Its most tamous siege was in 1572, delivered by Frederic of To- ledo, one of the distinguished generals of Alba. end of June to the middle of Septem- ber; sorties and relief were vain; the The siege lasted from the orable conditions. In 1691 the Mare- town capitulated under the most hon- ! chal de Luxembeurg attacked the town, inflicted great damage and | forced surrender. In 1709 Marlborough and Prince Eugene attacked and car- ried the town after a si In 1746 the Prince de cessful siege. first fruit of the Republican victory ay | Jemmapes, and in 1794 the Austrians + were subjected to a crushing defeat. ege of 126 dlys.,l Conti laid sue- | In 1792 Mons was the R R R X RA s & :§§s§!i’l!&%% % - e | $2ILLLEBLPENBV P EDLVPOBOD “““noooom.“........ YOUR Why suffer iy, b ; nervousss, pain iy . the eyes when all bles can be reli special ground lens We make a < such work. Come j,, your eyes examineg , 4 out what your troubls COLE & Jewelers & Optomy.” 112 Kentucky Ave Ph;’ $ Lakeland, Flor;, - - The Finishing Touche’ that add exclusiveness and distinctjy’ to the modest toilettes of today cany beselected from our complete stock Unusual Novelties in % Fine Jewelry 3 4 Brigegegrdr g WG B A A A A A A AN R g p G R OB R R Rl Dol 2 B R At kbt ] oG gegededrdrdns This season’s Desigans are the ac of good taste, artistic merit and ™ smart type. “CONSULT US” For figures on wiring your house. We Srlrededofudid il Mayes Grocery Compa WH LESALE GROCE®R e ————————— RXEXES B E find that low prices and long time will 1 hand in hand,’and on May 1st we installic NEW SYSTEM OF LOW PRICES f STRICTLY CASH. - We have saved the people of Lakeland andf} County thousands of dollars in the past our new system will still reduce the ¢ living, and also reduce our expenses enable us to put the knife in still deeper We carry a full line of Groceries, Feed. G5 Hay, Crate Material, and Wilson & Toox 8 IDEAL EERTILIZERS always on hand. Mayes Grocery Compa 211 West Main Street. LAKELAND, F & 1 SPPBPBBP BRI W YOU ARE THINKING OF BUILDING. 58 MARSHALL & SANDERS The 0OI1d Rellable Contractors Who have been building houses in Lakeland for o™ ; who never “FELL DOWN" or failed to give satisiactio® All classes of buildings contracted for, The macf3 residences builf i ir ab i t by this firm are evidgnces of their s MARSHALL & SANDERSH Phone 228 Blue