Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, November 21, 1914, Page 3

THE EVENING TELEG DNTRACTOR AND BUILDER ng had twenty-one years’ experience ntracting in Lakeland and vicinity, jer the best services in this line. s will be pleased to furnish estim °" All work guaranteed. 169. Lot e sl L2 TwY in building I feel competent If comtemplating ates and all infor- Us Be Your Grocers ?; handle only fresh, clean! ds and we keep a full line} resh Meats, Including bteaks, Roasts, Chops, Breakfast Bacon, “Brains, Chickens, efc, Vegetabies are bpecialty. . We{Keep Fresh Fruit, also ng in}Can Goods that you maysuggest ing Vegetables, Soups, etc. 1 buy your goods where You can get the most for the money. place is the grocery of G. TWEEDEL PHONE 59 T i T S e PR S ; et Us Supply "Your Needs s Orange Clippers Spruce Pine Picking Ladders Cement Coated Box Naiis »’s Orange Plows American Field Fence Cyclone Ornamental Fence Everything usually carried in an up-to-date Hardware Store [LLSO! ARDWARE CO. FEOPFER TP IRE PP REATER J. B. STREATER. i h i; | salamander, quiv: | gl day, Belcher reflected, as he glanced at | HRAM ..AKELAND, \ BOBORORONONINONONONILONONG MAD WITH THE HEAT ——— | By EDGERTON FRAN KLIN. i The sounder called, in Wilkes’ ( s es’ lazy :::—BV: l;kes up the line at Bradford— elcher awoke fro — m his doze and “Seen the pr. ; — president?” inquired his Belcher ticked back that he had not, | and inquired if there was any news. .i The sounder said: “Old man's either; 1 Bone through on one of the fast trains or is going through. Stop his train and thank him for me. Now, shut up!” | Belcher snarled as he turned away | { from the table. That was Wilkes’ facetious way of saying “Good morn-’ | ing” over the telegraph wire. It made’ i him tired. Everything made Belcher tired. He rose wearily and shuffled out to the lit- tle platform of Raynor station. Twelve | years of looking at that platform had ' made him dead tired. ‘ He looked around. Down the line eastward, Belfield, presumably swel- tering in the heat, and 20 miles away. | Up the line, Bradford, another 20 miles | away. North, an endless trip of flat | middle West country, uninhabitated, | offering no excuse for existence save ' 1as a haven for some solitude-loving ering just now in the | awful sun. Southward precisely the | | same thing, with the main road a mile ! | away and out of sight, and the heat | quivering more violently, if possible. | Oh, yes, it was unusually warm that i the thermometer and noted that, in the | shade, it stood just 114! It was hot ' enough to make a man sit down again, | 80 Belcher sat on the edge of the plat- ' form, his face in his dry palms. | Poor old Belcher! At thirty he looked i ! forty, and felt fifty. He had entered | the W. & E. service, right here at! Raynor, when eighteen years of age, a | graduated telegrapher, at $12 a week. | He had also assumed the duties of station, freight and express agent, ' porter, ticket agent, track-walker and | information bureau to the two or three dozen who detrained there monthly. And he still earned $12 a week. | istence that he'd be chief train-dis- ! time. i the heat in summer and the cold in | winter, the twice-a-day tramp, with the station and Benker's shabby Louse at the respective ends, Lworked into Belcher. | His head had a queer feeling. He rubbed it stupidly. Probubly it was the heat; Belcher didn’t care much. He only wished he had the president sit- ting there in that soundlcss hell, to had talk things over and say that he was | | sorry the matter hadn't been attended | at least five dollars at once. If he | didn’t say that, Belcher had a notion | that he'd throttle him. With another groan, Belcher shuf- i fled to the end of the platform and ex- | tracted from the closet something of {|bis own contrivance—a sledge and a ! !strip of iron, with a small spike at either end. | not, he'd have to pull together that crack in the tie next the switch and keep it from spreading wide open be- fore the track repairers finally worked "around to replacing the tie—some : geventy or eighty years hence. Wearily, he shuffed across the trick and looked the thi Yes two w there'd be one tie loose rail. There was the mechar switch, I d to o] , about >d rain, no way \ raw sp! tion-azer over him. Mr. Dullton did r ster somewhal | fairly blasted There was his stri ! the tie together: | there was ! and ankle, laid maih , the tie. y In five seconds & on his knees and hud clappea over the another five selves were Belcher tos feet away and grinn grinned for a minute quite sudde nly. To L Bullton pinned down Ir that he was in no danger W for the switch was !oc)‘wd s: but—the two trains. on:“s head cleared up curiously, and he bounded across the track to the sta- tion and into the closet. He came out i with flags and bulging pockets and ran 1 such T hatever, at both . Not that he had not been buoyant | ang tell Bullton about this, and I'll and ambitious at first. Why, at first | he would have bet ten years of his ex- | patcher, at the very least, by this But the monotony of the thing, ! farm- | Whether he felt lazy or ! FLA., NOV. 21, 1914 1 up track a little. He torpedoed the rails very thoroughly and planted red flags between them. He raced back to the station and halted a minute as he heard the Raynor call. He answered. Then he fell back with a sort of whooping, laughing sigh of relief. The local was stalled away down at Belfield and would wait for the express to pass there. So, it was all right. Nobody risked being killed, after all. And as sudden- i ly as the tension had been put on! him, just as suddenly it snapped andi Belcher began chuckling and rubbing his head. But—just what the deuce had he for- gotten just in the last few minutes? Oh, yes! He'd nailed down the presi- dent of the road to one of his own sid- ings. That was it. and have a chat with him, and scare him just for fun. Quite happily, therefore, Belcher tripped through the awful heat to' where the bulky man lay prostrate, ex- | hausted after a fruitless struggle with ! his bond. Belcher squatted cheerfully beside him, remarking: “Well, old President Bullton, how's thrings coming?” “Lemme up!” came hoarsely from e captive. ‘ “Aw, wait a while,” said Belcher, pleasantly. “The train isn't due for two or three minutes.” “The what?" “The train that's going to come into this siding full speed and make you ! into sausage meat,” the station man explained cheerily. A shriek rose from the red, drip- ping man. “Great Scott!" he screamed. “I'm not Bullton, if you mean the president of this road. I'm the secretary of a caske. company that—" “You'll get one cheap, then,” Belcher commented. “—is thinking of building near here. 1 just drove over from Raynor to look at your freight platform and meet some of your business men—" ‘So you're not Bullton!" gasped Bel- cher, with what seemed to him excel- lently quick and reasonable thought. “Well, then, if you're not Bullton"—he : reached for the sledge—"the best thing ' I can do is to wipe you right out: now.” A hoarse yell for help died away. ‘“Because, if you're not,” explained the statlon man, “you'll go to work th, lose my job.” “Well, 1 am Buliton!"” choked the prostrate figure. *“I'm Bullton, and— “Yes, 1 thought you was Bullton, said Belcher dryly, as he sat down again. “Well, I'm Belcher. ber Belcher?" “Oh, yes!" “Then why didn't you answer one o' those four letters—hey? 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If you send your Clothing to US, it will not only Look Clean and Pure, but IT WILL BE SO. vou politely to give me a transfer to ., some live station, or give me a good raise if T had to stay here?” “Why—they—they must have been overlooked, I think” stuttered the other. “I-—meant to give them atten- | tion, of course, but—" to before, and that he'd raise Delcher “But it wasn't worth while, eh? It i was all right to leave me down here, | without even a human being to look at, from early morning till late at night. Oh, it was all right! But it's got you | ! tied down good and tight now, and— by ginger, the express is coming!” “Whatever your name is, let me up. {I'Il give you a raise. 1'll give you a raise, to commence the day you took the job. T swear I will! T'll—=" “Oh, no!’ =aid Mr. Be who was cnjoying things with he | | | i her, ed anew the locked switelieg. “You think it over in the next world. See if flowers for the livin® heti flov for peop! o off, and ¢iill made Then, odd! and hiss, ¢ from the we to o consciencs ohse aren't than ore you'v ap on livi kes began to seream + train loou ved down and came up top ) kine out of the iring out. foin ho s depart- by the after y Tom r, calmly. ne on him. he found it ust then. ng back the errible, compelling Cous peopie grip on 1% “It's all you'll plea him to the be gir, thank you porarily mad with the h gentlemen. If one of me a hand getting wge car? It's all right, Ile's just gone tem- ' PSRRI £ WAL o AN ETRET TIAG) TP ST PRI AT A DT = Ancients Fond of Perfumes. The ancientss used to burn perfume pefore the altars of their gods, be- lieving that the re sasurable to th re was :fl“r(:'l'x“ ' ‘ ised than by ptians. In the temple et incense was always kept the altar by the priests, and on extraordinary occa- sions the Kking himself performed this ceremony. The great god Ra always had three kinds of incense burned be- fore him. 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