Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, October 15, 1914, Page 7

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Thinking it over, you would connmect ber with pictures you had seen in old- en books when art was select in the portrayal. Her eyes would make you recall some brilliant Spanish beauty. Her form, her poise reminded of the queenly beauties of ancient France. Her face, a-smile, lured you with its | fresh sweetness, and your mind would receive memories of golden mornings when some one you loved stepped into a dewy garden path among birds and fiowers lke some light fairy. Of the ten or twelve available swains of Deepford fully half of them were ready to die for her and the .others in despair, She was not only the belle of the district, but the favorite of all the girls. She did not seek to reign as queen of all hearts. They made her, and did her homage, but could not spoil her. Ethel was all soul—kindly, i genuine, the friend of everyone—even of Wheels. Poor Wheels! He had got hie nick- name and had met his fate at Deep- ford. He was wise enough to realize it and placidly accepted the situation. They called him Whesls because he had them in his head. At least they said so. He had been always of an in- quisitive turn of mind. Some one had told him he was a natural born in- ventor. Since then Adrian Russell, & window and appeared at the edge of the roof. He secured the hook of his descending device to a chimney rod, let himself over the edge of the tiles, slid five feet and checked him- ! self and waved his hand airily to the spectators. It delighted and nerved him might- ily to note that Ethel was regarding him in a half piteous, half distracted way. It showed her interest in him, sisterly or humanitarian perhaps, but sufficient to make him quite happy. Then some cog in the fire escape appa- ratus slipped and down he went. “He's falling!” “Oh, he will be killed!” But Adrian was not harmed serious- ly. The fall was trifling, but his head struck a trellis and for the moment he wae stunned. He raised up to find Ethel bending solicitously over him. “Oh, bring some water, quick!” she cried in frantic tones and then as Adrian got up and insisted that he was | not harmed in the least, she blushed ' like a peony. i Mr. Lyndon died suddenly the next week. He had left all his estate to Ethel, but to the surprise of all, this . comprised only the residence. There was no money in bank, none of the rich jewels the old man had prated of. Search was made, but with no results, and Ethel finding she could not main- tain the establishment without an in- come, decided to leave the place and make her home with a married cousin, a Mrs, Oakes, who with her little child came to visit her. It was disappointing to Ethel, but natural that many of her fair weather friends should desert her when they learned that she had not after all in- herited a fortune. Adrian was fond and true. He called at the home of mourning daily. He paid a hundred lit- tle unobtrusive attentions to lonely de- serted Ethel. He pretended to be per- ' fecting his fire escape invention, but in ' truth was thinking of his lady Yove | THE EYES OF PERSIS By I1ZOLA FORRESTER. zoooo-oooooooooooooooooooo (Copyright, 1914, by the McClure Newspa- per Syndicate.) “Do you mind very much if I come in?” Holt sat up. He had been sound asleep on the couch ever since din- ner. It had been a good dinner, too— fresh caught rainbow trout from the { mountain brook that rambled just be- low the cabin. i The cabin itself was most untidy. Walt had been gone four days. It was no time for callers, and yet the shadow of one lay on the threshold of this sanctum of bachelor hermits, and the shadow was feminine. ‘ “l do hope we're not disturbing you?”’ This time the tone seemed tinged with regret. “Oh, not at all, not at all,” called Holt, blindly. “Come right in.” “We've climbed all the way up from the hotel just to see your pictures, Mr. Meredith,” she smiled at him frankly, holding out her hand. “I suppose you ] are bothered terribly with climbers, but I had to come. I am Persis Owen, and I love your wonderful pictures of the mountains.” Holt took the hand and bowed over it. Walt was on his way to Chicago for an exhibition. He showed all the canvases, and discoursed on them. He found the weary little old aunt out under the big pine and chatted with her until she beamed on him. He dug out some tea, and Persis helped make it. Lastly he walked down to the hotel with them in the cool of the late afternoon and made several appointments. No, he was not 8o busy then, he assured them. PAGE SEVEN forty years old. I'm attorney for the Illinols Southern Railway, and I never handled a paint brush in my life.” Slowly a smile dawned on Owen's face. He shifted his cigar to the left corner of his mouth and put out his hand. “If you can clear it up with Persis as easily as you have with me youw can go and talk to her. I'll keep on | up the trail a ways.” Holt turned and went back to the cabin, Persis was sitting before the oil study of Speartooth, her hands clasped behind her head dreamily. “How soon you came back! Where is dad?” “He won't be back for a few min- utes. He sent me to you. Do you like that stuff?”” Almost plaintively he asked the question. “It's wonderful,” she said in almost a whisper. “I could sit here and look at it for hours.” “Look at me, instead, Persis. I mean it,” he plunged ahead now recklessly. “I never painted a stroke on canvas in my life. I'm not “Walt Meredith. Can you stand any more?” She nodded her head, her brown eyes filling with tears, but a smile oni her lips. -“My name's—" “I know it,” she sald. “It's Holt Chambers. The little boy who sells papers down at the hotel told me long ago. I'm awfully glad you told dad the truth. He likes the truth.” “Did you care more for old Spear- tooth than for me?” he asked. “I'll buy it for you from Walt for a wed- ding gift.” She turned her back on the canvas and held out her hands to him. Art was vanquished. His Incentive. “My wife made me a success,” re- marked the man. “I'm glad to hear you say that,” de- Oh, ,In fact, he had finished nearly all of The place to get harness harness headquarters. erything needed to ride or drive a horse and of good quality at rcason- ablg prices. From the heaviest team harness to the lightest buggy har- is at We have ev- JRIOA NATIONAL VAULT CO. | 508 W. MAIN ST. ness this is headquarters. Special | attention to repahr work of all kinds. 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She was his favorite and the other heirs expectant hated her for it. “Let 'em, my dear!” old Luke Lyn- don used to chuckle. “I've got all my fortune in cash and jewels. I intend to tell you where they are before I die. Don’t give those time-serving, money- grubbing cousins of yours a single cent!” Time went pleasantly for Ethel. The home wae roomy and even elegant, her grandfather liberal in allowing her spending money. He did not object in the least to her having a jolly crowd enjoy the evenings on the spacious lawn or upon the wide vine-embow- ered porch. “I've got it!” announced Wheels in an assured and excited tone one after- noon, joining the tennis party on the Lyndon lawn. | “What, Wheels?" interrogated a joker—“measles?” But Adrian refused to be anything but serious. “No, sir,” he said, “I've got a new invention.” “Mouse trap, eh?’ smirked a second Smart Aleck. | Just here Ethel dropped her racquet and came up to the spot. There was something earnest in the clear bright face of Adrian, even if he was a dreamer. ! “] knew you were going to achieve eomething great some time, Mr. Rus- sell,” she said in her sweetest way. “What is it you are going to honor us with this time?” Adrian. flushed like a pleased school boy. He fumbled in his pocket and drew out a belt. “It's a life saver, if you please,” he explained. “Shall I show you? Fire in a hotel, we'll say. Man hemmed in by the flames, in the top story. He | puts on this belt. Observe, now: I attach this iron box with the hook at- | tached. I secure the hook to a door knob or a bureau, I drop from the win- dow. The steel tape inside the box unwinds slow or fast, as I choose, by operating this little catch. I sail to the ground—saved!” “In a movies play, you mean!” scoffed an unbeliever. | “No, sir, in real life. I'm going to | show you. Miss Lyndon, if you will al- | low me to go up through the house to 1 the roof I will attempt a graceful de- ' scent.” i “But—but might that not be dan- ; gerous?” questioned Ethel a trifle i tremulously. ! “Not at all,” insisted Adrian, giving ! a grateful look to the speaker as he | | thrilled at the conjecture that she was | really anxious for his welfare. i l There wae an old-fashioned observa- | tory on top of the building. The crowd below curiously greeted the excite- ment and novelty of watching the ven- ! turesome Adrian, as he climbed out of | ! startled but not even stunned, he i coins. | the Thames in 1667. most of the time. One afternoon just as he entered the garden a vivid scream caused him to | hasten to join Ethel and Mrs. Oakes, who were rushing distractedly towards the loose board covering of an old ' well. “My child! My child! She went down there!” and the lady pointed to the yawning hole and fainted away. | In a flash Adrian had affixed the hook of his device to the well curb and was over its edge. Ten feet down, found the little child seated on a pile | of straw that had been thrown into the well at some time or other. Adrian regained the garden level shouting out that the little one was safe. He placed the child on the grass. “Pretty—pretty!” she lisped, in one chubby hand holding several bright They revived Mrs. Oakes. Then Adrian, wondering if they had not dis- covered Mr. Lyndon’s missing wealth, made another descent into the well. And there the hidden hoard of the old miser was found. And then, as if thie was a veritable wishing well, Adrian told his love to Ethel—and was | accepted. DOCKYARDS OF OLD ENGLAND Those at Portsmouth, Woolwich, Dept. | ford and Chatham Are Venenr able Ports. Probably Portsmouth is our oldest dockyard, as we understand the termI today, for, with the exception of Dover, | the old Cinque ports have long lout' their importance, London Answers observes. It is said that King John was the originator of our premier yard, as in 1212 the sheriff of Southampton | was directed to inclose that part of the | | | Then came a day when she brought . and I like you for it. Now, the fact | lared his pastor. his paintings for the time being. Lt So, for two weeks he was the her- Aeh) slieihas 'always wanted ,,” mit artist of Speartooth mountain, | ManY things that I've had to hustle.” Persis and her aunt came often, some- times in the car, sometimes on foot. How It Seemed. “She acted like she was afraid I up her father to see him and his paint-_ V88 going to kiss her.” h:,gs—old Hobart Owen, who hadx:ndo' “You never will understand girls.” “Well, she did.” UL O A TIR AR IR sl B, St 16 0 00 “I want to have a talk with you, 98 if she was afraid you were not.” the old man said later as they strolled ' up the trail together. “I'm a blunt’ man and find the shortest way around is straight through the middle. You' gg are in love with my girl, aren’t you?”. “He wanted to know if I could sup- “Yes, sir.” Holt's face was & bit' port him In the style fn which she white under the tan. | had been doing."—Detroit Free Press. “I know you haven't told her so yet, 1 The Old Man's Worry. “What did her father say when you ked his consent to your marriage?” Are Shawls to Return? At the fashionable European resorts during the last few weeks a return of the shawl has been reported. These | shawls, which are worn as evening | wraps, are large squares of rich silk + with an 184inch fringe lending grace and suppleness to their folds. is this: I don’'t want her tied up to any artist. I know the game. Some win out. Most of them fall down. She will have plenty of money herself, but I want her married to a seps|ble young business chap that knows his way around in the world and can look after her. I'm mighty sorry to have to tell 2Rt A They are highly suggestive of Span- ly:;"lhls, er—I didn’t catch your name, | ish mode and are especially effective " 0 . vhen draped about the bedy or when ‘M ame's Holt Chambers,” said “ Holt,yh:sklly. bn?:kln(; uI;: ngn'lnat‘ a | Worn with the Empress Eugenie gown. big pine. “I've been several kinds of w K i an {idiot, but I think I can 898 llght.I orth Knowing. Anyhow, here goes. I'm Walt Mere- ' The hair net is easily lost. . After dith’s friend and closest chum. He | t2King it off, have a large enveiope to asked me up here to share his cabin | put it into, without having to roll it up while he got out some special .studies. | Much. You will then find it when He's in Chicago now, arranging for wanted, and it will not be curled from his fall exhibition. And h¢'s about being wadded and stuck into a hale * receiver. Saved Girl’s Life “I want to tell you what wonderful benefit I have re- shore at Portsmouth off which the royal fleet lay. 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