Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, December 7, 1914, Page 3

( ER | uilg &fii%u\nom CARTER. M4, by W. G. Chapman.) | n pl and the end was sad; something in the tell- held us. Archie Croth- ‘off by saying that there ® in every life, even in B8 most prosaic of mortals. ow where to look,” sald | after a rause: “I never I friend Johnson, did 17" | ent had heard of him, | bk up his story. Judge the proeaic utun} from his name. Nobody | Ry ever figured as a hero ! 8 He was a little, sandy-' of about thirty, with onoI .worked for an insurance i New York and he used to ation every year visit- of little places that no- about. This happened to ttle town somewhere in with a big cathedral in 8 been erected a century ago, | i’wn was bigger than it is | | | ) found the little place all a party of visiting royal- Staying in it. Being an in- isitive sort of man he learned that Incess Alicia was there with heri her, the prince of Stuttgart, and ut the young duke of Gronstadt was | Ba arrive the same day. The princess the duke were®engaged, but they ) all never met. i ‘Johmson arrived on a Saturday .on Sunday morning he cathedral to worship. He a lot of people seemed to | but, being simple-minded, #t oonnect their presence . h numbers with any desire | B prince and his daughter. B pews were all packed, 8o ent up into the gallery.' j H \ the end, containing room B dozen occupants, and an- ehind it. These two pews ppunded by a brass rail, and i to Johnson that they were rivate. However, the only §¢ the frofit pew was a very g lady, with a parasol and ook, and the pew behind pcupants at all. Johnson e fraction of a second, and down in the young lady's ¥ her looking at him rather ut just then the service be- fter an instant of hesita- young lady extended her ok toward him. tell you whether or not d ever been in love, but he was at that moment. was about twenty-three or fair, with a pair of blue 8 glance Johnson found zlng to catch. At last he m em, and there was such .nl in them that Johnson did | Mhether he was kneeling 3 or his shoulders. ‘ SOOPOPPH + 4 L F BT HTOI B DB . “Don’t fail to see us’ [ “They kneeled down side by side,; and neither of them was paying the least attention to the sermon. If love at first sight is not a myth, that was a case of it. Johnson caught the | girl's glance again, and now the look | was unmistakable. And still neither of them knew what the clergyman was saying or doing. They were in a fairyland together, alone in the midst this story at the club. It | of the crowd that packed the cathe- ' dral. “The girl was so close to him that Johnson's mouth was almost against her ear. Their hands touched over the prayer book. Now she was speak- ing. ““This is very unconventional,’ she whispered. “‘Yes,’ answered Johnson. “‘If you knew how I have longed | to meet you, and yet how frightened I have been,’ she sald. you arrive? “‘Last evening,’ answered Johnson; :!lld it all seemed perfectly natural to m. “‘We arrived yesterday, too,’ said the girl, raising her eyes to his. ‘Hush! Don't let the people see that we are talking. We must preserve Ceccrun, mustn't we?" “‘What is your name? he whis- pered. ‘I must see you. Where are you staying? “The girl looked at him with eyes that dilated in terror. ‘Who are you? she gasped. “‘My name,’ said Johnson very slowly—it seemed to him that that was insignificant just then—'my name is Johnson.’ “He was quite unprepared for what followed. For the girl suddenly walked out of the pew, hurried out, then hastened madly away, and all eyes in the cathedral followed her. ‘When did Johnson was too paralyzed to stir for . Then he hurried after | a full minute. her. seen. “He never saw her again. You can guess what had happened. The gos- sip at his hotel enlightened Johnson speedly enough. She was the prin- cess, and she had mistaken him for her flance, the duke. “That was Johnson's romance,” said Hale. “Of course, he cleared out be- fore the town became too hot for him " But the girl was mowhere to be A Breezy Western Story. A lariat tightly binding his legs, the crazy steer was at last brought to earth by the ranchman. “Humph!” it grunted, endeavoring unsuccessfully to rise. “Now I know where the idea for the modern skirt came from.” Indeed, the steer's efforts to walk were as funny as those of some wom- en."—Judge. Quall Is Farmers’ Friend. The quail, between his cheery calls of “Bob-White,” is busy consuming 135 varieties of insects. He will eat on an average 75,000 insects and 6,000,000,000 weed seeds a year. is the natural enemy of the boll-weevil and the potato-bug and the best friend ot man, who is trying to destroy him in nearly every state. If we do not protect the quail, it will not be long untfl his cheerful whistle will be heard no more, and in its place we will have the unwelcome buzz of de- structive insects as they settle on the farmer’s crop to devour it DG IEPEEEPIUEEESESIEEF400 He | THE BEVENING TALEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., DEC. 7. 1914. HIS MASTERPIECE By W. E. PRICKETT. | | (Copyright by Dally Story Pub. Co.) In old Parls, in the heart of the crumbling, begrimed Quartier Latin, ;llvod Louis Diable, artist. He was tall and very slender, with nerrow ' shoulders, sunken chest, long n'nll ,and legs. His sallow face, with its | | and goatee, marked a striking resem- | blance to the being whose name he Because of an extremely limited . wardrobe, Diable wore upon all occa- ' sions & broadcloth suit of ancient pat- tern which, though dilapidated, ill- fitting and faded, was in keeping with 'the other articles of apparel he af fected. \ Louis worked only when the crav-| ' ing of the inner man demanded sus- | tenance, and during his leisure hours ! he frequented the cafes of the Quar ' ter or the studios of his bohemian acquaintances. The productions of his brush were weird and fantastio. productions could only be conceived by the devil himself. “The face, the nam: is the devil himself.” The appellation had clung to him through life and had rankled his brain till he dreamed devils and was haunted, during wakeful moments in the silent hours of the night, by grim specters that rose out of dark corners in his room. Perhaps absinthe, to which he was rapidly enslaving himself, could ac- count for the mad fantasies of his im- agination; howbeit, this torture of mind and soul increased with the quantity of wormwood he consumed. The chaff of his assoclates became in- tolerable, so he began to seek unfre- quented cafes and deserted streets that he might encounter no one who knew him or his peculiar cognomen. At length Diable resolved to por- tray upon canvas a being so gro- tesque, horrible and inhuman that it would indeed be the devil of all dev- fls. It should be his masterpiece! Paris would ring with his name! His acquaintances would taunt him - no more; indeed, with fame and fortune in his grasp he would forsake the Quarter and its distasteful assocla- tions, and remove to a more preten- | tious domicile, there to live in ease, i happiness and luxury. He would blot | the past forever from his memory. i Inspired by these ambiticns he set to work. Never had he toiled so assiduously. | He scarcely took the reqyisite time for eating and sleeping. He admitted no one to his studio; was deserted by the few friends who remained loyal to him, and was therefore {isolated from the world about him with the picture which slowly crept from his brain to the canvas. The color seemed to eke from his soul through fingers and brush, every touch of which was an atom of life to the painting that was converting the coarse, white surface into a colossal monster, rising from the depths of an inferno of fire and torture. Sev- eral weeks of unceasing application brought his work near completion, and the afternoon of June 2, 188—, Some said he: copled Dore; others claimed that such e—mon dieu; he|less to do so, pitted against such D i no longer confined to the casves, Bui | was spreading around him! 7T o b ster was moving and streichicg a, bony arm toward him. He heard the!; bones crack and the muscles creak as the arm became released from its '’ captivity. He sprang from his chair, | horror-stricken, but was seized rough- ly by the claw-like hand and hurled to the floor, where he lay, dazed and helpless. He tried to cry out, but the smoke and flames which enveloped him choked the cry in his throat. The devil leaped from the canvas and danced before him, while fits mouth widened into a ghastly grin. The crimson which Louis had dashed across it now began to trickle down the chin to the massive chest, adding a tinge of blood to the spectacle. Louis gazed at the monster with conflicting emotions of rage, fright and disgust, until suffocation roused him to action. Then, with almost insane fury, he jumped to his feet and grappled with his tormentor. He fought him with desperation, as back and forth in the inferno they swayed and struggled together. The char acteristics Louis had so cunningly wrought in the demon now came forth in terrible reality. The crush- ing embrace of the gorilla arms nauseated him and caused his eye- balls to start from their sockets. He made superhuman efforts to extricate himself, but found that he was power- Boost Your City and Buy Hart Schaffner & Marx Good Clothes Frrog P YOU 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. * % % ¥ herculean strength. The heat of the fire was becoming so intense that Louis felt his flesh singe and crack, but the flend only gcreeched and yelled exultantly at him in his agony. Oh, God! Why had he invented this monster to wreak its dastardly work upon its creator! He could endure the pain no longer—it was consum- ing him—then came a lucid moment. The truth flashed across his brain! The struggle with the demon had been a cruel hallucination. His room was burning and he was perishing in the fire. He had realized it too late! A yawning abyss opened beneath him. All was darkness. He suffered no longer. He was sinking—sinking. In the Figaro next day appeared the following news item: “An apartment building in the Rue St. M—— was partially burned early last evening. The fire originated in the studio of Louis Diable, an artist, who, it is feared, lost his life in the flames. The firemen are diligently searching among the ruins and debris for his body. The caretaker of the building says,” etc., etc., ete. PROPER FREEDOM OF CHILD Writer In the Atlantic Finds Some Fault With the Modern System of Training Him. An exceedingly complex subject, this question of the freedom of the child, writes Simeon Strunsky in the Atlantic. 1 am not sure that I un-; derstand it. Neither am I sure that| the militant advocates of the freedom of the child understand it. At any rate, in so many arguments about the rights of the child, I find a lurking argument for the rights of the par- ents as against the child. The great implication seems to be that the mod- ern way for a mother to love her chil- | dren is to have the teacher love them for her. The modern way to train! the child is to deny him the indul-! gences which the child, as the victim | 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. * % %% The Hub THE HOME OF Hart Schaffner and Marx Geod Clothes JOS. LeVAY T e I SRR BB R B 1S D . FHEFH R LR eh et atasese] Mayes Grocery Company & WHOLESALE GROCERS oo I “A Rusiness Without Books” I E find that low prices and long time will not go haud in band, and on May 1st we installed our NEW SYSTEM OF LOW PRICES FOR STRICTLY CASH. We have saved the people ofi Lakeland and Polk County thousands of dollars in thepast, and our new system will still reduce the ‘cost’of b g 2 before having your Electrical work done. We can save you money and give you better ““ stuff’’ than you have been getting, and for a little less money. T. L. CARDWELL, Electrical Contractor found Louls Diable putting the finish- of several tens of thousands of years 1 :i::g: ing touches on his great "muter-: ot foolish practice, has lcarned to ex- | 4. piece.” . pect from his parents. The freedom ;:&"4: The figure that towered above him | Of the child seems to demand that he . ¢ was an uncanny, composite blending shall be restrained in his desire for of man and the supernatural, though personal communion with his parents the long, ‘hairy limbs suggested a Which may Interfere with the latter’s gorilla and the body a monstrous ! freedom to realize themselves in their toad. The leering eyes possessed a|own adult interests, whereas l!‘ living, and also reduce our expenses, and enable us to put the knife iu still{deeper. We carry a full line of Groceries, Feed, Grain, Hay, Crate Material, and Wilson &.Toomer’s IDEAL EERTILIZERS always’on;hand. 34 ool 1 t egeelos S0 A i &£.. PHON VERYTHINGJELE CTRICAL E 233 . .. [ West Main]Street and} New York Avenue 3 ESPEPLEPP PO FS LS4 S0 | o ) — JIM SING_ __ Chinese Laundry 1€ Work Called fo I have been a resident of well known to many promine will ‘recommend me as doing .bl?‘ Prices I8)Pine Street First Class Work Guaranteed r and Delivered Florida for 20 years, and am nt gentlemen, all of whom 3 + 2la epider pouncing upon an enmeshed First Class Work at Reason- %Iflctlm. he seized & brush and petu- | JIM SING lantly dashed a wide daub of crimson Ph 2 7 § across the offending feature. He was & | amused at the alteration and, with a o“e 5 2 grunt of satisfaction, dralned a gen- BBk $$ 56499999 & | €TOUS dranght of absinthe—the sev- Better now than ever KELLEYS BARRED Plymouth Rocks| BOTH MATINGS Write me before ordering else where. § § before Fggs from snake-like fascination. The molding and treatment of the figure were per- fect, and the flesh fairly seemed to quiver in the flames that were licking its surface. He was now working on the crea- ture’s face. He had painted out and repainted it a dozen times, for each time it strangely resembled his own, though in which particular feature he was unable to determine. It bothered him, He paused a moment and, stepping back a few paces, studied the face at- tentively through half-closed eyes, tiiting his head first to one side and then to the other. Was his imagina- tion tricking him? No; the resem- blance was undisputably there. But where. His countenance lighted with enth he had imbibed that day. Physical and_ mental excesses had reduced Disble to a wreck of his for- mer self, and this slight relaxation forced him to a realization of his cone n; %0 he drew up an easy chair before the picture and dropped languidly Into its cushioned depths to rest a moment and smoke a cigar ette before resuming his work. The tired mind and body soon sue- cumbed to the influences of the ab- | sinthe and tobacco, and drowsiness High class breeding birds at|overcame him. As the shadows dark- | reasonable prices. high class;pens for hatching. | ened he sank into a deep sleep. The { half-burned cigarette dropped from his fingers to the floor and smoldered | there, threatening to ignite the ofly | paint spattered about under the easel, but Louis slept on. Suddenly he started! The room was | ablase with light! The inferno was H. L. KELLEY,Griffia Fla, a revelation. It was the mouth! Like | ! school the child must not be re- strained in going about the serious | business of his life. There must be | Greatrefesd Mayes Grocery Company % 211 West Main Street, LAKELAND, FLA. : LT e et ut st I se st bbbt tittituis ittt ttittitsieses] ! method and discipline in the matter | |of a child’s sitting up after supper | to walt for father from the office. But he must be allowed the utmost! freedom in learning to read numbersi up to 1,000 and Roman numerals to XX. No fetters must be imposed upon Harold's personality when he is study- ing the date of the discovery of Amer- fca, but there are rigorous limita- tions on the number of minutes he is i sody B to frolic with me in bed or to inter- rupt me at the typewriter when I am engaged in rapping out copy which the world could spare much more easily than Harold’s soul can spare & half-hour of communion with me. 8he Didn’t Understand. A Philadelphia employer of ‘a tem- peramental stenographer is a man of practical sense and real kindness, who wants the girl to succeed at her busi- ness. The other day he called her in- to his private office and had a fatherly talk with her. Later one of her col- Lower Prices on Ford Cars Effective August 1st, 1914 to Augustist, 1915 and guaranteed against any reduction during that time. All cars tully equipped f o. b. Detroit. leagues in the same bullding met her | Runabout... ... ... $440 in the elevator. Touring Car 490 “Say, Gladys,” she sald, “what's PowaClE., . 690 this about your boss having a heart-to- heart talk with you this morning?” “Heart, nothing,” responded the ! temperamental creature tossing her blond locks like an oriflamme of war, “what he handed to me hadn’t no more heart in it than there is in a slab of liver at a ten-cent beanery. Bee?” Which is one reason why girl ste- nograpaers can be hired at $8 a week. | uyers to Share in Profits All retail buyers of new Ford cars from August 1st, 1914 to August 1st, 1915 will <hare in the profits of the company to the extent of $40 1o $60 per car, on each car they buy, FROVIDED: we sell and de- liver 300,000 new Ford cars during that pe- riod. Ask u= for particulars FORD MOTOR COMPANY Lakeland Aute and Supply Co. POLK COUNTY AGENTS. Deserved His Fate. “Why are you here?” queried the visitor to the prisoner. *“I forged my own fetters,” replied Jim, the penman, and them the steel gate clanged menacingly upon his Ledges, —_— I