Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, December 5, 1914, Page 3

well fn Rew the stage. She pulled down her masses of auburn hair, dressed it in ringlets, put the pink sunbonnet on and her Sunday gingham and viewed herself in the mirror. Madge laughed with delight. Assuredly she had gone back | to nature and she drew in a deep ith comparative ease. pr.a¢h in imagination scenting the ap- From a slip of 8 0 piocaoms country girl, play-! L 2 . | So engrossed was she that she had ing in amateur po¢ pearg the bell ring nor did she “ork, then retire from ter had won her crown w theatricels, she |y, o that her maid had admitted had ascended f0. sir Jonn Gltroy. dr:matlecga.r: ©f{ She turned suddealy and looked ' into his laughing eyes. He took both When Sir JohD ¢ her hands in his own and surveyed | Giltroy Was Dreé per from head to foot. sented to her a8t «wel), If I had known you when the home of Lord | yoy were a wee girl like that you .Danvers, &t would never have been crowned by whose home & theatrical laurels and I would never house party Wwas paye been a baronmet. I would have given in her hon-, married you and kept you out on the or, he knew that fyrry with me.” the one woman' «you—not a baronet? How could his life. | you help it?” Madge questioned the e fortnight following he while she realized that she must give pdge with British determi- thijs man his way whether that way tion Madge had asked the : ;.y jgies, t solitude for an hour or; «1 won my title,” he said, simply. y that she might study up, It is a degree of honor and not he- the forthcoming produc- | reditary. At heart I long for the new play. | vastness of country lifee. I am a 1 am a slave to my dear | farmer by birth and a baronet by when on a holiday,” she | endeavor.” He drew Madge nearer to Lord Giltroy. “I must work him and looked fondly beneath the yOU are all shooting grouse and | sunbonnet. ading salmon. And you know 8o of me. I am deeply honored by | wr Jove, but I feel that our paths @ 90 @ifferent; they are so widely sparated that it would be difficult answer, dear,” he said. “My answer,” whispered Madge, softly, “is—yes.” (Copyright, 1914, by the McClure Newspa- per Syndicate.) best out of life under those :‘7 m" i An Important Implement, .4 Without knowing it, Madge swayed ~ The engine had gone to pieces, the toward him. His arms went ftly about her and his lips covered or.own before she could stir. ! “will give you another fortnight ' pnk it over,” he said. “You will jen if you love me.” Rer go then, and Madge went D her room. ' returned to her apartment adge became entirely occu- her new production. She led when she first saw her the little trunk full of th which she had come to from the country would he role as no other clothes 'he trunk was always with as the closest link with the | a treasured possession. ! fadge opened it to look over mts she had not realized that of emotion would sweep The longing to get back Bld farm brought tears to her when she picked up the old onnet that had clung to her d through rain and through dge wept softly into its faded of the millionaire rolled helplessly in , the trough of the sea. Anxiously signaling for help was the wireless operator. He was approached by the owner of the craft. said the latter, “that you would ad- ‘ dent.” “Shall I tell her the engine is broken, sir?’ ’asked the wireless man. lionaire. | made of less fine material covered ting 18 a delightful tore accepting Lord Dan-|i.j through town mansions or coun- | “l have come for my | screw revolved no more, and the yacht | “I wish,” vise my wife in Brooklyn of our acci- “By no means!” exclaimed the mil “Those bald words would be' discomforting to the sensitive woman. Send her a message which, while not transgressing the truth, will make her | think our accident is only a trivial one. Tell her our screw driver is broken."! Infinitely more rich, even though it be of the utmost simplicity, is the ap- | pearance of fine nainsook underwear edged with tatting than if it were with quantities of imitation lace cost- ' ing many times more money than this | ¢ pretty, old-fashioned trimming. Tat- occupation for CECFECCO I CCI I EIEICEFOTECIS HATRED OF MR. DARBY By GEORGE ADE. Our boarding house was a peaceful home for all of us until Mr. Darby ar- rived. The trouble with Mr. Darby was that he held opinions. Rather, he didn’t hold them. He threw them at people. Mrs. Cross, our landlady, a widow of enduring charms, had certain posi- tive convictions which she had laid before us many times, without once arousing a contradiction. This was before Mr. Darby came. She made many assertions which none of us in- dorsed, but we held our tomgues, in the interest of harmony. Mr. Seabury had no wish to argue with her because he was fully occupied with his con- suming passion for Miss Beatty, the music student, who sat directly across the table from him. As for the others, we had no line of controversy to be- gin with and, besides, Mrs. Cross was such a superior woman that it would have been folly for any one of us to enter the lists against her. Therefore, although Mrs. Cross was a woman of resisting fiber and com- bative skill, our boarding house was a peaceful home for all of us, as I said at the beginning—until Mr. Darby came. Mr. Darby was past forty, with a high brow, a reddish-gray mustache i and a square, blocky chin, indicating determination. He was a consulting engineer—an architect or something else so techincal that it was beyond our comprehension—and when he gave an opinion he did it in a dry, dlcta-l torial way, after the manner of a col-| i lege professor. He seemed to believe . that his decision always put an end to arguments and was not subject to appeal. i The first evening at dinner, after we had met him and after the dinner had progressed as far as the roast beef, Mrs. Cross had been telling of her shopping experiences that day. and she concluded her narrative with this statement: “Well, anyway, the women in the stores have much more tact than the men.” Mr. Darby elevated his eyebrows in surprise, and then said, very coolly: “I don't think so.” We gasped. Think of it! | dared to contradict Mrs. Cross. | 'g[,fimmum‘ Wlfli T e e The new boarder had He | room engaged in our usual occupation, And on this eveninz, after the fi of the many Cross-Darby deb e anger at the new boarder skhowed that he really cared for Mrs. Cross. “I tell you, no gentleman v.ould at a table and contradict a lady as that fellow did this evening,” said Martin, with great warmth. “That’s right,” we said. ! “He is a conceited ninny,” said Mar- tin, pufing his pipe with greatgvio- hix £it lence. i We agreed with him. H ' i As I have intimated, the debate as to the tactfulness of women was but ' the first of many battles in which all | the rhetorical and logical weapons ! were wielded with tremendous vio-' lence. | If Mrs. Cross advanced a proposi- tion, Mr. Darby would be sure to take ; exception to it, either in whole or, part, and instanter the duel would be- gin. It would continue throughout the dinner hour and would be resumed with unabated fury after we had gone into the parlor. Usually the men would excuse themselves and go up to Martin's room to smoke, and say mean things about Darby. Miss Beatty, the music student, and the two other young women of our | strange household, would also escape, and usually Mr. Darby and Mrs. Cross would be left together to continue the struggle indefinitely. Of course, these debates ended as all debates must end, with each debater still uncon- vinced and defiant. The only satisfaction we derived from witnessing these daily conflicts | was in the knowledge that Darby had | met his match in Mrs. Cross. She was just as well read and just as resource- ful and quick-witted as he was, and | sometimes she dealt a home thrust that delighted all of us and even aroused Martin from his quiet melan- choly. Poor Martin! man Darby! One night we were sitting in his ey ST CEETEERRCFANEISTS [ R I O LM /s i ¢ e - v - How he hated that | that is, we were denouncing Darby. “Think of it,” said Martin. “That infernal scoundrel is simply badgering the life out of Mrs. Cross. He seems to take a flendish delight in contra- dicting everything she says. As a self-respecting woman she dare not allow him to walk over her rough- shod, and he has not the gallantry to acknowledge himself in the wrong.| and you see the result. They are sit- ting down in the parlor at this min- ute, engaged in some argument that will last half the night.” “Why don't you go down there and rescue her?’ asked Seabury. “She would be glad to have any one come in and put an end to the dispute.” “I wish I could,” sald Martin. “Why not?" I asked. “Just wander play something. TI'll tell you, Martin, 1t’s your duty to protect her from that man.” “Do you think so?" he asked serl- | | f 0 ! i i I into the parlor and ask Mrs. Cross to % co—, Boost Your City and Buy I Hart Schaffner & Marx Good Clothes & Mayes Grocery Company . OU ought to be thankful 1hat you are a citizen of a nation that is not at war, You ought to get some comfort, in such times as these, by contrasting your good fortune in this respect with the sorrows of our fellowmen across the sea. * % X % We must go on doing our own wash; the duty of this store ts to supply the men of this community with Hart Schaffner and Marx Fine Clothes. We’re doing it. * X x % The Hu THE HOME OF Hart Schaffner and Marx Geod Clothes JOS. LeVAY 4 4 o 4 T 8 S S ] spare moments, and when combined with fine materials ‘is all that one could wish in daintiness. Tatting can be made in different widths. Usually, however, a mere picot is sufficient for the effect desired. Skirts, drawers, corset-waist armholes, necks and clos- | ings can all be edged with it. To fur- ously. “‘Most assuredly.” “Well, I believe I will go down for a little while.” He went out of the room, and in less than a minute he was back again, very pale and holding to the door- knob. 0!” she told herself vehe-! %] could not marry a titled p and tie myself down to con- city life.” She gazed fondly nghams and quaint little | petticoats and her Sunday hat | the pond lilies on it. They WHOLESALE GROCERS “A Business Without Books” | @dmirably suited to her part in )w play and Madge decided that . y was a success she would London and a fare- | P BODBE D BB PIMIEEEIIIIII I I I 44400 ogram or initial them in white is excellent. before having your Electrical work done. We can save you money and give you better ‘“ stuff"’ than you bhave been getting, and for a litt e less money. L. 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KELLEY,Griffin Fla. ther enhance such garments, a mon- embroidered upon FEHEIHHHLHDIAFEOPPTDIPIPESIS % 3+ Q@ PPSTP oo B BB BQtd Doy SPed Plymouth Rocks before High class breeding birds at Fggs from They Locked Horns, Figuratively Speaking. had invoked the thunderbolt and seemed quite unconcerned as to the results, “My opinion is based on aevemll years' experience as a shopper,” sald Mrs. Cross. “I cannot believe that you have ever done very much shop- ping, Mr. Darby.” “When I say that women have less tact than men, I am merely stating a fact which is proved by any careful observation of the sexes and is cor- roborated by all the history of the world,” saild Mr. Darby. ‘It may be that here and there you will find an exceptional woman who is more skillful as a tacticlan than a certain man, exceptionally stupid, with whom she may be compared for the moment. But if we must generalize, then 1 say, ' without fear of successful contradic- tion, that men, both in department stores and elsewhere, are more tact- ful than women.” | With that they locked horns, figura- tively speaking. They discussed the sexes from every known standpoint. Mrs. Cross was sharply sarcastic. Mr. | Darby was cool and opinionated, seeming to hold his adversary in good- natured contempt. Our happy little dinner gathering, usually given over to good-natured ban- tering and frivolity, had become a de- bating club, in which Mr. Darby and Mrs. (ross were the centending ora- tors, while we sat as awed listeners. | That evening, after four of us had, gone to Martin's room to smoke our, evening pipes, we held an indignation meeting and agreed that Darby was; an egotistical nuisance and that the‘ sooner Mrs. Cross got rid of him the better it would be for all concerned. Martin was especially cut np. Mar- tin was a quiet little man, as gentle | and inoffensive as a house cat, and | we had long suspected that he was in love with Mrs. Crosk, although no one belleved that he would ever sum- mon the courage to declare himself. We had twitted him frequently as to his supposed fondness for the land- lady, and his blushes had been a vir- tual confession. ! sald Seabury. ' gument.” §mnn of intellectual power and deep ' usually brought into play every day “What's the matter?” we asked. “I didn’t go in,” he sald, in a whisper. “I looked in first. It was quiet in there. I walked in—and—and—he had his arm around her!” i “What!” exclaimed Seabury. “It's a fact. They were both on the gofa and he had his arm around her.” “Why, 1 thought she despised him,” “They're always in ar- “That's the way some people enjoy themselves,” 1 suggested. “We'll tell Miss Beatty what Martin saw and have her find out all about it.” Miss Beatty at once confronted Mrs. \ Cross with the convicting evidence. “It 18 true,” sald Mrs. Cross. “I re- gard Mr. Darby as the most brilllant man I have met since my first hus- band died. He is a strong man—a convictions.” Mr. Darby told Miss Beatty that he had always wanted to marry a woman of brains, and not a mere dolt. The landlady was his kind of a wife. And so they were married after a courtship marked by numerous flerce and entertaining controversies. And Martin—our dear, old Martin, who had worshiped her from afar all these years—was quite unconsidered. Poor Martin. (Copyright, by Daily Story Pub., Co.) Telephone and the Match Industry. “Two telephone conversations to every match lighted in America!” ex- claims the New York Telephone com- pany. Extraordinary the match that takes only two telephone conversations. Even in centers where these things move most rapidly the telephone fis for a week at least before the match is made. “The common ‘lucifer,’” continues the essay on matches and telephones, “is burned to the number of about 7,000,000,000 a year throughout the world. The United States uses up about one-halt of all these matches. Its telephone messages are twice as many.” On and On. One of those dramatic critics in Chi- cago hae this to say concerning the recent performance of a musical com- edy: “Sometimes the rush of laugh- ter comes with a kind of aviation which teems with coatagious strength and youth, and all tne time the de- lightful entertaining goes on and on and on with no cessation or lag.” “Yes, and how did they succeed in stopping 1nr E find that low prices and long time will not go hand in hand, and on May 1st we installed our STRICTLY CASH. We have saved the people of, Lakeland and Polk County thousands of dollars in thepast, ‘and our new system will still reduce the ‘cost’of living, and also reduce our expenses, and > enable us to put the knife in still.deeper. We carry a full line of Groceries, Feed, Grain, Hay, Crate Material, and Wilson & Toomer’s IDEAL EERTILIZERS always'on’hand. 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