Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, November 19, 1914, Page 7

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TWEEDELL PHONE 59 et Us Supply Your Needs ss Orange Clippers Spruce Pine Picking Ladders Cement Coated Box Nails ery’s Orange Plows American Field Fence Cyclone Ornamental Fence Everything usually carried in an up-to-date Hardware Store ILSON ARDWARE CO. $ H e ] THD APRLE TREES By MILDRED CAROLINE GOOD- RIDGE, “Nettie Gordon is coming home, I hlx:rhh c;:’-erved Richard Lane, me.e(- end, Levi Barnes, . Sugebosey on the vil- “And her sister Constance with her,” was the reply, and then the two men looked strangely, evasively ome into the eyes of the other, acting as though they would welcome further discussion of an interesting subject, but each averse to betray the desire of his mind. Richard Lane went on his way deeply reflective. He was an odd, studious young man. He looked more ! grave and settled just now than ever, | for two things were pressing on his | mind—he was trying to hide a secret, | he was in love—hopelessly, he de- clded. | The belle of the village was Nettie Gordon, and her pretty younger sister, Constance, stood next in favor with the village swains. Richard and Levi had known them for several years. | Both were constant visitors at the Gor don home, They were a happy friendly I quartette. Then came a break. A rich relative in the city had invited the girls to pass a social season there, No word of love had ever passed be- tween the couples. Richard was deeply in love with Nettie. He believed that Barnes was, too. In his humble selt deprecating way, Richard decided that Nettie, with her bright, joyous ways, | longed more for wealth and gayety | than the simple home life he could offer her. Then the two girls went to the city | and word reaching the village of their gay fashionable life there, both young men concluded that the Gordon girls would never settle down to their old quiet life. { Richard amid his gloomy reverie was addressed twice by a lady he was passing by unnoticed, before he looked | up and recognized the mother of the | girls. “I suppose you have heard that the girls are coming home next week, Mr, Lane?” she remarked. “Yes, I heard of that,” responded Richard in his quiet reserved way. “It will be a great contrast to them, this humdruin life after the gaiety and variety of the city.” “It will be a welcome change, Net- tie writes, and Constance, too,” said ! Mrs. Gordon. “I judge from what they | write me that they crave the restful- ness of the dear old home and the good | A Cry of Delight Broke From Her Lips. loyal friends they have known eo long. Nettie is quite ill. The city doctor says she is on the verge of a nervous collapse, the result of late hours and continuous going about. Poor Nettie! Her last letter told of how she would love to get here just as all nature was putting on the green and flowery garb of epring beauty. She said it would be like heaven to look out of her bedroom window mornings, with the gentle breeze wafting in the odor of the blos- soms of the apple tree just under it. Why, Mr. Lane, you planted that tree for us four years ago. Don’t you re- member?” “Why, yes—I think I do,” etam- mered Richard, his sensitive mind flut- tering at the allusion. «She will miss that tree dreadfully,” went on Mrs. Gordon. “I had not the heart to tell her that the great ice storm had broken it down just after Christmas.” «And she mentioned the tree?” al- most unconsciously murmured Rich- ard in an audible tone. “Yes, and spoke of your planting it —but she never writes without asking about you.” Richard Lane's heart throbbed with a new inspiration of hope as he left the lady. The emotion shadowed later, as he reflected that Nettie, after her bright city experience, would regard him as duller and more commonplace than ever. And then, too, as he thought of Levi Barnes and his sprightly tal- ented ways, he felt that he had a dan- gerous rival. A “But I'll do it!” he said to himselt resolutely. “She may not love me, but she will love the tree. That is some- thing,” decided the poor unselfish fel- ow. What Richard was thinking of doing, was to remove the stump of the old tree and plant a new one. In the gar | was weak and nervous. | time. THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAK ELAND, FLA., NOV. 19, 1914. den of the house his father had left | him there were a dozen healthy apple trees just coming into blossom. There was only one way of transplanting such at this advanced season of vege- tation. The dirt about them must be disturbed as little as possible, “Why, Lane,” epoke Mr. Gordon, coming upon Richard in his yard the next day, “what in the world are you up to?” Richard blushed like a shy school- boy caught at mischief as he explained. He had two men helping, and a horse and flat wagon. He worked the hard- est of them all. The transplanting was & success. Then for two days he was almost a constant visitor at the Gor don home, watching and watering the new apple tree. Nettie came home at night. On the train she and Constance had met some friends. Incidentally the great ice storm was referred to. She learned of the destruction of her favorite tree. Those referring to the incident had not learned of the replacement. Nettie She was in that unstrung mood where the slight- est incident distressed her, and she shed tears of disappointment. Nettie was enough of an invalid to spend the next morning in bed. The home nursing, the kindly mother care, however, began to revive the worn spirits later in the day. As she got ready to go down stairs she chanced to glance from the window. A cry of delight broke from her lips, bringing her mother into the room. “Oh, mother!” exclaimed Nettie with sparkling eyes, “some one has told an untruth about the apple tree being de- stroyed in a storm. Oh, the sweet, sweet blossoms, just coming out, and their exquisite perfume—I could kiss i them, every one!” “It is a new tree, Nettie,” said her mother, and Mrs. Gordon went on to explain, She noted that Nettie's face glowed with pleasure and gratitude. The mother liked Richard Lane, and smiled as she remarked: “I suppose Mr. Lane would give hig { whole orchard for one of those kisses you speak about, Nettie,” and her daughter turned her happy, blushing face away eo she could not read her confusion. It was the following day that Rich- ard strolled timorously in the direc- tion of the Gordon home. He met Levi Barnes just leaving the gateway, flus- tered and excited. “Speak a good word for me, will you, Dick, like the royal friend you i are?” he shot out at Richard, on the fly. “What about?” query. “Oh, you know!"” laughed Barnes, and swung on his way. Yes, with a sinking heart Richard fancied he did, indeed, know. He was was the puzzled about to turn back, when he noticed |! Nettie seated in a lawn chair under the new apple tree. ‘Oh, Mr. Lane,” she cried out brightly, “you must come in and let me thank you for this delicious treat,” | and she waved a spray cof budding | floral beauty. She led him into a chat in her pretty, entertaining way. She told him how she appreciated his wonderful thought- fulness, his arduous work to give her pleasure. Nettie looked so appealing in her helplese invalidism, so interest ing in the confiding, friendly way in which she treated him! Oh, so much grace and dainty beauty was not for him—his heart sank, then he became grave of face and voice. Nettie stared at Richard in puzzled wonder and he began to tell what & splendid fellow Levi Barnes was. He was honest and earnest in his praise, but his heart eéeemed breaking all the Then a sudden light illumined her mind. Her glance softened, she . gazed at this noble, self-sacrificing man with an expression in her eyes that thrilled him, “It is about his asking Constance to marry him?” she eaid. “Oh, that is settled. He needs no pleader with sister.” “Constance!” gasped Richard, and he turned white and trembled. “Then—" He did not finish the sentence. A vast wave of hope overwhelmed him. They were interrupted by Mrs. Gor- don. “Come agaln soon, won’t you?” spoke Nettie, Her eyes flashed the earnest welcome of that invitation. “The best, the truest, the noblest man I ever knew!” cried Nettie as Richard Lane passed through the gar den gate. She threw herself into her mother’s arms. Her happy tears gushed forth. “Oh, mother, dear mother!” she whispered fervently—"I love him! 1 love him!" (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) Sipodn it diba sy Pain and Ignorance. When you learn to see in all pain the result of ignorance and the spur toward knowledge; when you recog- pize all punishment as remedial; when you come to feel the presence of the eternal spirit of all life in your own heart, in the air you breathe, in the glance and handclasp of your friend, then you know your- gelf to be immortal, and you give over the fear of a vanishing physical youth for the supreme joy of eternal spirit- ual youth, knowing this mortal life to be but the beginning of eternal oppor- tunity for love and gervice.—Marian | i The Hu It becomes much more ; Dudley Richards. House Flea a Menace. The house flea is & mnuisance only too familiar. perious in view of the world-wide prevalence of bubonic plague. For it is by no meane only the rat flea that is capable of transmitting this dis- ease from the rat to a human being. Any kind of flea may do it COULD SCARCELY WALK ABOUT And For Three Summers Mrs. Vin- tent Was Unable to Attend to - Auy of Her Housework. Pleasant Hill, N. C.—*l suffered for three summers,” writes Mrs. Walter Vincent, of this town, “and the third and last time, was my worst. 1 had dreadful nervous headaches and prostration, and was scarcely able to walk about. Could not do any of my housework. 1 also had dreadfu! pains in my back and sides and when one of those weak, sinking spells would come on me, | would have to give up and lie down, until it wore off. 1 was certainly in a dreadful state of health, when 1 finally decided to try Cardul, the woman’s tonic, and 1 firmly believe 1 would have died if 1 hada'l taken it. I After | began taking Cardui, I was greatly helped, and all three bottles re- lieved me entirely. 1 fattened up, and grew so much stronger in three months, I felt like an- other person altogether.” Cardui is purely vegetable and gentle- acting. Its ingredients bave a mild, tonic effect, on the womanly constitution. 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