Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, October 19, 1914, Page 2

RN TR | SWEET SIMPLE LIFE By AUGUSTUS GOODRICH SHER- WIN. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) “She is too good for me, but I am going to make myself worthy of her,” | declared Roy Wilder. “As how, now?" questioned his { | paired to the distant metropolis. He | had enly a little money and started out on his budding career with real sense and economy. He was fortu- nate in finding a true friend, if one | without much influence. This was a man considerably older { than himself, one Rolfe Lismond. He | was a cynic, he had gruffness for al- most everybody. A “has-been,” a fail- ure he designated himself, managing | to pick up a few crumbs from the overloaded table of literary lords who used his hack services when they | | | were too indolent or incompetent to! tackle subjects it meant hard work | blunt and practical uncle, who operat- | ed the weekly newspaper at Lipton and had made friends, a little money and felt that life was worth living|thorny ones they were. He educated every hour of the working day. ! him into the mysteries of cheap hall “Why, I'll tell you, uncle,” explainedf rooms and inexpansive lunches. His Roy. “I love Lesbia Thorne, as you| delight was to fill his old pipe eve- know. 1 believe she knows that, too.: nings and sit dreaming while Roy told ! and perhaps likes me a little in re-| of far-away Lipton and its rural de-! turn. I was at the commencement , lights. At the end of six months he[ when she graduated and the beautiful had managed to work in Roy as an! sentiments she spoke attracted me.| occasional writer of sketches for a' She is a poor girl, but she has high: society fad paper. ideals. I cannot help but believe it| Roy felt the meanness and disloy-| would dwarf all her ambitions to'alty to his true soul principles every spend her life in a humdrum country | time he slurred rustic life, for it was village. She is going to try the city ' because of his familiarity with coun- —so am L.” | try character that he was engaged. Old James Ridgely shook his head | His publishers required satire, ridi-| slowly and sadly. Fondness and in- cule. He was obliged to deride the dulgence were manifest in his kindly | simpljcity of the announcement that face and voice as he said: i‘“Sl Green was painting his front “Nephew, I won't blame you, butlfence." or that “Our pastor had a' when you have seen the bright lights rousing donation party last week.” and tire of the lure of the magnet city | In contradiction with this, he was and find out as I did once, that all compelled to gild the false unnatural that is fair to the sight but at the glamour of the white ways. The ar- core holding but bitter dust and | tificial glare of the bright lights had blight, turn back to the old man and | dazzled him at the first. Now they remember I am always your friend” sickened his spirit. Distinction, af- Like some knight errant gayly and | fluence might be gained, but to pay hopefully entering the lists to battle the price of their acquisition was to | part with the last vestige of truth and integrity. “I give it up!” he said to himself one day. “I will no longer travesty | the sweet simple life I must get back to or go mad in this wild whirlpool |of fraud, deceit and hypocrisy.” | And Lesbia? t , Several times Roy heard of her, but | did not seek to meet her. In some way some college friends had secured l for her an entree as a singer into the | lhigher circles of society. Lesbia had | a beautiful voice. Her ambition was to become an opera singer. Then, when the social season was over, Roy heard nothing of her. He had about given up his city dream. He had. written wearily, longingly to good | old Uncle James. A very little en- couragement and Roy was ready to go back to Lipton and begin life all over again. i Lismond went away on a commis- sion to write up a trip around the world with some state improvement committee and Roy was lonely and discouraged. Then came dark days— no work and no prospects. He was to traverse. He showed Roy the paths, and Roy Told of Far-Away Lipton. for some great cause, Roy Wilder re- FOROHP O RSP0 50 RO Rt G DHOH ORI o OO i - CRCHE D O I BT QR 5 SREHCHEHEHEH SO 1, BEPIDDDDD DD 345 i, SOTPT PPEPPPEFPF PP PFRPPROTOD PPEY FPEPEFISESSIONDS Ly e T R R R R R Tl L L bt b o DR oo @& R e handsaw. ey SHSHP BPESPPIOPRIOPPIOOUSRY Telephone Number 37 { of the literary field. Accuracy aste, Style THE EVENING TELEGRAM 1.AK E compelled to give up the room he | rented and cut down meals to two 2 day. Finally even this system he: could not afford to keep up. He tool l the cheapest lodgings by the night and made do with a pound of broken crackers or yesterday's stale rolls for a time. There were no bright lights now. All was obscurity, the gloss gone from metropolitan life, nothing sweet in the city but the patient lives of the poor. “I'll make one last break, try to get placed and it I fail—" he solilo- quized, and halted there his speech with a nameless shudder, turning from the darkly rolling river which he passed at the moment. His watch was his last valued prop- erty possession. To this he had clung, but necessity seemed to de- mand the sacrifice of the last shred of respectability and he pawned it. His plan was to invest in a new hat and shoes, tidy up as far as his means would allow and seek work outside With his little store of wealth Roy left the pawn shop, calculating closely how he could most effectively invest his little capital. It was raining and the air was chilly and disagreeable. He was proceeding past a row of wholesale stores closed up for the night, when a commotion proceeded from an intersecting court. Crash—bang! Then yells, the! shrill tootings of a watchman's whis- ! tle. Three men dashed into the street and past Roy. One of them dropped a bundle in his flight. They were evidently thieves pursued. A policeman emerged from the mouth of the court. He began firing after them. To evade a stray bullet Roy sprang into a building entrance. It was dark in the little space where the building elevator started. There was a bench at one side. He moved towards this as a bullet shat- tered a pane of glass near by. As he did so he pressed closer to a figure huddled back at the end of the bench,' seemingly disturbing her from sleep.' “Oh! do not harm me—I—I was on-, ly resting—" “Great heavens stood aghast, of Lesbia Thorne! { As she tottered nearer to the light| of the street he saw how pale and thin she was. There were traces of care and suffering in her once bonny face., He spoke his name and she was re-! assured. She almost fell to the seat. | He sat down beside her. They forgot environment, everything, as their. stories were exchanged. Lesbia had found the road to operat- ic favor a dismal treadmill. Poverty had come, she was homeless. Roy insisted that she accompany him to the home of an old lady with, whom he had boarded during his first palmy days_in the city. 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There,| too, Roy found a belated letter from his uncle in answer to his own—lov- ing, ardent, home-welcoming. “Can I bring Lesbia with me?” was wired an hour later and the prompt “She shall be as my own daughter.” So these two, wedded the next day, | went away from the bright lights so| delusive, so devouring, as to a rare palace of dreams—back to the sweet simple life that was full of smiles, and tenderness, and love. HOW AN“VIALS ‘SENSE’ WATER Marvelous Instinct That Evidently Entables Them to Detect Springs They Cannot See. | | The French posses a curious institu. tion in the form of an institute of zoo- logical psychology, established on a farm near Paris. This station com- prises meadows and barnyards, a stretch of forest and a large pond stocked with fish. Then, too, there are spacious buildings, including modern stables, a riding school, stalls for iso- lating animals under special observa- | tion, an aquarium and a laboratory. A dovecote is placed upon the roof of the main building. It is reported by a scientist that an' important conclusion reached by the | | they cannot see it. students is that some animals possess a special sense whereby they can de- tect the presence of water even though The experiments were undertaken at the suggestion of an Australian, who addressed the in- stitution with reference to his experi- ences with sheep and cattle when be- ing driven across country. In a place where the presence of water was wholly unexpected the Aus-| tralian noted some curious facts. The leading animals suddenly would lift their heads and draw long breaths. Then they would abandon the beaten tracks and start running through the ! brush. Sometimes they would run for a mile and a half to two miles, and could not be stopped by the drivers, their eourse invariably leading to a pond or springs hitherto unknown. An Impossibility. “I want a good watch—one that will last me forever.” “Can’t give you one like that, sir. All my watches have their hours num- bered.” At Last. “Ponson dreamed all his life of a lit- tle place in the country.” “Did he ever get it?"” “Yes. He was buried in a country grave yard.” FLOWER ON THE LEFT Fashion’s Sudden Change From g Which Only Recently Hag Been Adopted. A few weeks ago fashionable woy i thought they had struck the ey note when they began to wear . artificial flower somewhere under left ear, but fashion forever eludes grasp of its devotees. And now :as we have readjusted the artifg flowers on all our gowns fas changes her mind. The left hipis the correct point for the rose or py that lends distinction to the gown new green satin evening frock shom| large pink rose on the left hip anda of the new Premet models is a cre color taffeta with a large black vel poppy caught nonchalantly on f skirt at the same point. Whether not we shall wear the boutonnis chosen for our autumn suit on the hip of the skirt is a matter for spa lation. Stranger whims than that fashion taken. Silicus—When ‘1s the proper time congratulate a bride and groom! Cynicus—After they have lived getner for at least a year and ared happy.—Philadelphia Record. Lakeland Evening Telegram The Lakeland News HAT’S what you want in your Printing, no matter whether it be on your visiting card, your little advertisicg dodger, or For every kind of printing we Your printing, People won’t criticise it, and point The paper will be The type used will be the latest and most stylish faces; the We invite your next Order First presswork will be such that every letter will show up just right. Your printing won’t look pale and sickly, nor be daubed with too much ink. 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