Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, November 20, 1914, Page 7

. STREATER ACTOR AND BUILDER wenty-one Years’ experience in building % in Lakeland and vicinity, 1 feel competent st services in this line. If comtemplating pleased to furnish estimates and all infor. ork guaranteed. J. B. STREATER. Be Your Grocers? CEOITVIN dle only fresh, clean nd we keep a full line ‘Meats, Including . Roasts, Chops, Breakfast Bacon, §| ns, Chickens, etc, Vegetables are We Keep Fresh Fruit, aiso Can Goods that you may suggest Ity. pgelables, Soups, etc. goods where You can get the most for the money. the grocery of TWEEDEL PHONE £, 0088 o2 - s il Us Supply our Needs ange Clippers uce Pine Picking Ladders Cement Coated Box Nails Orange Plows American Field Fence Cyclone Ornamental Fence Everything usually carried in an up-to-date Hardware Store '1LSON RDWARE CO. |+ | “At any rate, I've learned on " declared Mrs, Avery to the n:et:::l‘c.d clul: in Irish crochet, “Pass it on,” gaid the girl who was struggling ov, | — € Over some tiny crocheted “Never buy more than one pound of | coffee at a time.” And them;mltenl rolled down the sun screen with a flurry and settled her filmy skirts into th: west end of the hammock swing. Talking of Irish crochet—" began the girl in pink linen, while a smile lcu‘ttered throughout the group. “Buylng in quantities is always cheaper,” declared the girl in the big wicker chalr. “We use three pounds ! lo?g to keep coffee on hand.” We were taught at the school of | domestic science to buy in quantities | i gaged girl, timidly. purity and convenience.” "Did they tell you to get a coffee . mill?" asked the hostess. “They told me; =0 after two years of married life : I decided to look into the matter.” | “What kind did you get?” asked the ' engaged girl. “I got the best—'Grinder's Glory, or some such name. 1 went to the! root of things and consulted everybody | I could find. Ned almost stopped eat- | Ing meals at home because I insisted | on telling him all that I found out' about coffee mills. *Why don't you get one and forget 1t?' he finally asked. So 1 told him that we had two pounds of coffee—ground—and [ had to walt tiil it was used up. ‘Why do you get 80 much at cnce?” he asked. And then [ told him that it was the only { way to buy—that mother always got | | & lot at one time, ! “But at last all that coffee was used | { up, so I went downtown and ordered | a coffee mill. And, of course, | told | my coffee man to deliver my coffee whole. “The mill has a cylinder that holds | one pound. It screws into the wall] and grinds the coffee into a glass that | sits on a tiny shelf underneath. It is very unobtrusive and [ was excited till it came. It was two days late and porarily. grinder for coffee? grind as nalils, | “Finally the coffee mill came. We' didn’t unpack it until Ned had passed a | harassing hour trying to find his serew- | driver. Then we found that the cylin-! | der had been broken. I almost cried. | ! At once I sent an order for another | and a call for the broken one. The| { boy came for it, but didn't bring the| other. And every morning Ned would ; say: 'Why don't you get a pound of ground coffee and stop this lnhnror’si It is as hard to! coffee that way, for it wasn't the way to buy coffee. ; “Then | went downtown to see about | that coffee mill and found they were all out of ‘Grinder's Glory,’ but ex-} pected them hourly, and they prom- | fsed that I should receive mine when they came. That was two weeks ago. “Yesterday Ned came home early| and ground up all that coffee. He sald | he couldn’t sleep nights thinking of! what he had to do before breakfass ‘Next time remember we are running no hotel, he sald. ‘Three pounds of | coffee in a family of two lasts a life- time.’ | “So, of course, the coffee mill came out today, and as my coffee man came, ! too, I told him to sena three pounds of coffee—whole. He thought it over | and decided that I had made a mis- take, I suppose. The coffee came five minutes before you arrived. There are three pounds of it and it 18 ground. And the stuff that Ned ground in the meat grinder last night added to the other makes four pounds of ground coffee in the house! And my pretty little mill is just aching to show off.” “But you can send back the ground coffee,” sald the girl In the blue linen. “My coffee man calls but once a week. Next week I shall send it back. I had called Ned up when the mill came and he seemed relieved, but he gaid again something about not get- ting so much coffee. So, after due consideration, I have phoned the cor- ner grocery to gend over one pound of coffee—unground, whole berries— adding, ‘I have my own mill. [ want to grind it myself.” So the grocer un- de‘l'l‘s\fzgd\;vlll be pleased by my capnma’- tion and he needn’t know the real why, nor about the three pounds of ground coftee. Mother always bought thr:.f pounds at a time, but that 1s re calls for only one pound i . The Knock Answeread. : Opportuni(y knocked once at i n's door. e m?l'o the surprise of Opportunity. U appeared and said : : m“l‘ d§:‘t want any mining stock, and 1 don’t want to invest in any bamboo and I don't want to t::lx,\ a | i d I don't d plant in Arizona, an :::nt ‘;ny Belgian hares or s‘fmab tarms, or mushroom cellars, or— «But, my dear sir,” Opportunity in- | | terrupted, “1 do pot bring you any such offers. I am only here to show the way to rivet yourself to the good ding.” ob you are now hol ] ’ Whereupon the ma {nvited Oppor e e | plantations, T ——— stood waiting for her at the door. every month and that is never too | i\{endelhelm." Rotias g saeas la’:;d tell her that Aunt Ina, I mean' and grind it ourselves,” sald the en., WOD't be able to help with the fancy- “For econorhy, | Work booth. | hopes Mrs. Mendelheim will be able' job? I would reply that I didn't huyl’ | that Rosina went to teke charge of | But Rosina had a disconcerting way no reason why I should, when my mi'l \eou;h to be a murderer also. THE WRONG ADDRESS By OLIVE ROBERTS BARTON. Rosina looked around doubtmlly.' scrutinizing the houses along the | street. “White, " with a buckeye tree to the left of the front porch,” Aunt Ina had said. ! The one before her answered the' description. | Bob Nevis, with his feet comfort- | ) ably elevated on'g Repair Work of all kinds § our specialty % the porch rail, sat reading the morn- ing paper. Notie-* ing a lady turn in | at the gate he, sprang up and | “I've brought the tatting for- Mrs. “Will you please give it to her, Miss Ridgeway, is sick today and | SO O GBI IAII D She's very sorry and to manage without her.” She held. out a small paper parcel which the young man accepted with thanks. | Bob stood looking after her. ‘Hral ! Who the deuce is she, I wonder?; Don’t remember having ever seen her, before. By Harry! she's a cracker| jack for looks, isn't she?” | Doctor Nevis stood smiling inside the screen door and Bob spied him, “Then you heard, dad!” . “Yes, couldn't help it and can't ‘!By: that I blame you much. Mighty oret- ty young lady! But if T were you I ¢ 2OHQBPOPOPUE0 OBCE0HOHETFOFOFOFR OO0 & “Wedding Presents’’ WE have a most complete stock, and we invite you to call and inspect our stock before purchasing elsewhere Conner & O’Steen Jewelers NEXT DOOR TO POSTOFFICE LAk Ras 2 [ ] believe I'd have told the truth. That @ l J e Ub rrl i a S Mrs. Mendelheim does not live here, Bob considered the matter. He didn’t relish 1 walk of eight blocks— alone—when he had an interesting book and good cigars. ' So he called Sammy Croop, next' door, and gave him a nickel and the | bundle of tatting, telling him where' to go. ‘ Sammy Croop stuffed the small bun- ' dle into his pocket and started on hia | way. At the corner of Crissmore street he met J'nmy and David Har-| rowdale on their way to the swim-‘;% ming hcle. But Sammy got a cramp in the deev | ! water, and Jimmy managed to hold him up in a way while David yelled for Felp to some men in a nearby field. The result was that Snmmy,'fi weak and subdued from his sousing,' | was brought home ca a partly loaded hay wagon and delivered mother. to his § and, incidentally, suggested showing § her the way to the right house.” } § 3 % Flour, an | Selfrising Flour, Hecker’s O!d Homestead Flap- Jack, Prepared Buckwheat, Cream farina, and Cream Oatmeal. Roxane Graham, Whole-Wheat, Cake Richelieu Pancake and Buckwheat Flours and Oaimeal. ~—— - Sammy yielded without & since we had whole coffee we had be-' much coaxing and agreed to go almlg.'?. gun using the meat grinder for it tem- ! deciding that the return trip would & Did you ever try a meat| pe time enough to make his delivery. ‘?; My Line is as Fine as any in Town. My Store Clean, San- itary, Free from Rats and Roaches. FRESH FRUITS AND VEGETABLES DAILY Yours to Serve in Groceries, Feed, Seed and Fertilizer. All day. Mrs. Aaron Mendelheim b sent word,” she soliloquized indig- nantly. “I ~uld have gotten some-| one to help. 4And ow about that tat-| ting she has been workin © on for months? She .ay. there's twenty | dollars’ worth. And now where 18| she? Does unybody know nnythlngl about Miss Ridgeway?” But nobody did. At ix o'clock Mrs. Mendolhnlm' left the completed yellow and laven:| der booth and dragged her weary way homeward. Her cup of tea failed to revive her and she went to bed wlthl' a splitting headache. One of the Mendelhelms telephoned | | | to the Ridgeways and the result was the proprietorless booth, puzzled about the miscarriage of her message. Mrs. Nevis, leaving the house that night, asked Bob to go along, and he soon found nimself facing Rosina! of looking directly through him that made him feel decidedly insignificant. “I hear that I can get some of Miss Ridgeway's beautiful tatting,” said his mother, “I'm sorry, but we have none. It was sent, but through some error has not reached the church.” “That is too bad!” returned Mrs. Nevis, moving away. “Come, Rob-I ert.” | Robert discovered the Indian suit | and the tatting next morning, bo'.h‘ drenched with rain. [ He took the tatting home to his mother and started out to hunt thoa Ridgeways to turn in twenty dollars to Miss Ina. Rosina came to the door. “I've come to confess!” began Bob, humbly. “Yes?” “I'm a liar and a thief!” In spite of herself Rosina laughed. “How dreadful! You look contrite We may as well be comfortable whila hav- ing this awful confession! Wun't you sit down? Now tell me why you let me talk to you yesterday when you knew 1 was at the wrong house?” “Because—because, you were 80 lovely and 1 was afraid you'd go. I wanted to have you stay and--and—| say, I'm a stupid donkey, and here's the money for the—whatever you c_un that stuff. The littie boy I sent with think me a muddle-head!” Rosina laughed again. “Oh, don't go! Here you have a chance to !.‘Ik to me and now you are running away.” Bob needed no mecond invitation. “ouvright, 1914, by the McClure Newspa- i per Syndicate.) it went swimming instead. You must | ‘ [ ] 3 | worked at the charch, wondering why|:' ° ° lc SOn Miss Ridgeway 1id no* come to help, OO0 BIO AP0 FCH TR o a I i a4 o 3 1 o % 1; l “If she can’ come she might haveflfmwwmfld@%&kfi%flflfi“fi“*%flfl’m ¥ O aT——— SES— ' Don’t Talk War, i But Talk Business, and | Boost Your Town HE HUB is still selling Hart Schaffner & Marx good Clothing, and it is the best clothing ever brought to your city. Now, Old Men and Young Men, come arou:d and see what you can buy for $15 and $18 to $25 Have just received a new shipment of Arrow Shirts, Neckwear and Onyx Hose Will appreciate showing them to everybody 4 JOS. The Hub =% This Store is thg Home of Hart Schaffner and Marx Good Clothing I i l