Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, December 8, 1914, Page 7

She began looking for a weapon | and pounced on a small but jagged stone, which she clutched with a taste of her coming triumph. She and Tom had had frequent quarrels that interrupted their comradeship, but this of today was the worst and she telt nothing but hatred. It had been | only a sort of community friendship ! anyhow—everrbody. who lived or! their street hated the gang that lives on the next street as a duty and she and Tom were close neighbors. He always grabbed the lion’s share of everything, and mever by any chance | was kind. But he was the leader of their gang and she had given him loyalty. But she hated him. She fingered , the stone lovingly in her red, rough fingers and her lips narrowed in an unchildlike way. each other much as just emerged from which they had. in a big city there amenities. Neither twelve, nor Tom ever heard of day. Her pale blue erously at her op- She edged around the corner of the | shock-headed, dirty-| building again out of sight andi of mouth. y gripped the stone hard. Luckily it that again——=" he K had been the left wrist he had in- jured. There was the sound of many feet and, peering around the corner, boy rushed at her,| Clara beheld the redoubtable Tom and twisted it XKlier in full fiight. nwhile yanking herf; Fursuing him were six of the gang | the other hand. Clara| from the next street. Tom's face was im. She saved her | red and he was panting; there was d with all her might, | mud on his torn clothes and he bore conquered her. As' evidence of rough usage. ye one final, awful ‘wrist and hurled her t the fence she shut to keep from shriek- she heard his re- " and yells of deri- Whien B had turned the corner m eyes, moaned a trifle g :‘ler hand. Already the was swelling from the sprain 1er head throbbed from the yank- Bflt‘ ‘Bad received. Clara’s grew dark and lowering as she o 4 at the eorner which had swal- § 1 wp % assailant. Her expres- Dbode ‘for Tom Klier. [, jraggled on toward home, tears which ran down made little pathways ] said once with convic- N6 broke it! It feels like les so!” E p some stairs in the pther did not look up as being busy as usual ual washtub. up the baby,” she or- cally. As the crying hirled about heavily, get licked I lick you her promised. jout upon the stairs and @8 ugly. This, too, had ne to her. Vengeance p a flood. Besides the jhere was the whipping . and her mother never p promise. Clara slowly ® stairs shivering. along out of the blast her wrist dubiously. In e heard yells betoken- and among them she Tom Klier's shrill 'i" st and paying no at-| i The gang had caught him off his own territory and started to punish him, and now it was intent on catch- ing him to finish the job. If caught he would get all that was coming to him and pay up Clara’s score as well | as their own. Clara Nickell raised her arm and the light of battle flashed In her eyes, drying the tears. She leaned forward like a small fury and hurled the jagged stone full at the leader of the pursuing crowd instead of at Tom, Klier. The leader went down in a| heap and his cohorts stumbled over Tale of a i I declded to look into the matter.” | him and fell in confusion. Tom flew | one and forget 1 Colfee Mill “At any rate, I've learned one thing,” declared Mrs. Avery to the assembled class in Irish crochet. “Pass it on,” said the girl who was struggling over some tiny crocheted Toses. “Never buy more than one pound of coffee at a time.”” And the hostess rolled down the sun screen with & flurry and settled her filmy skirts into the west end of the hammock swing. “Talking of Irish crochet—" began the girl in pink linen, while a smile scattered throughout the group. “Buying in quantities is always cheaper,” declared the girl in the big wicker chair. “We use three pounds every month and that is never too long to keep coffee on hand.” “We were taught at the school of domestic science to buy in quantities and grind it ourselves,” sald the en- gaged girl, timidly. “For economy, purity and convenience.” “Did they tell you to get a coffee mill?” asked the hostess. “They told me; so0 after two years of married life “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 | 1 could find. Ned almost stopped eat-! ing meals at home because I insisted | on telling him all that I found out! about coffee mills. t? he finally asked. around the corner and joined Clara! go 1 told him that we had two pounds in a sprint to safety. of coffee—ground—and I had to wait | “Gee, that was a bully throw!” he (i) it was used up. ‘Why do you get gasped out to her as they ran. her to safety, and, though it was the sprained one, she did not cry out. | so much at once? He grabbed her wrist to help drag | then I told him that it was the only way to buy—that mother always got ' + | models for various cotton garments as Something fierce and warm wasl spreading from her hea= all over her, wiping out her red anger against Tom. Private wrongs always vanish before | my coffee man to deliver my coftee | he asked. And | a lot at one time. “But at last all that coffee was used up, so 1 went downtown and ordered a coffee mill. And, of course, I told a community war, though Clara was ;| whole. not aware of this scientific fact. “I'm glad,” she said, “I'm glad we licked that bunch!* And then she clumped up the back ; sits on a tiny shelf underneath. | stairs to meet her own licking. ra told her, holding | wrist. “Tom Kl(er,‘ Quail 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 nudI 6,000,000,000 weed seeds a year. He is the natural enemy of the boll-weevil and the potato-bug and the best friend of man, who is trying to destroy him in nearly every state. If we do not protect the quail, it will not be long until 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 r HHBBPPITDPPINPPPPIIPEEIPPe ‘Don’t fail to see us” i A‘.bofove having your Electrical work done. We can save you money and give you better ' *“stuff’’ than you have been getting, and for | & little less money. ff. L. éARDWELL, Electrical Contractor EVERYTHING ELECTRICAL West Main Street an PHONE 233 d New YorkfAvenue FBHEPEDEPPLOEPPELEEo 0440 Y qasesessssscsssssesesses " JIM SING_, —Chinese Laundry Work Called for and Delivered es 1 have been a resident of Florida for 20 years, and am ~ell known to many prominent gentlemen, all of whom end me as doing First Class Work at Reason- First Class Work Guaranteed : will recomm ible Prices JIM SING H 218]Pine Street Phone 257 & W&WW*M&‘?“M‘O‘“W& KELLEYS BARRED Plymouth Rocks BCTH MATINGS than ever Better now High class breeding birds at reasonable prices. high classipers for hatching. where, H. L. KELLEY,Griffin Fla. | Fggs from| Write me before ordering else |io “The mill has a cylinder that holds one pound. It screws into the wall and grinds the coffee into a glass that It is very unobtrusive and I was excited till | G i it came. I It was two days late and since we had whole coffee we had be- gun using the meat grinder for it tem- porarily. Did you ever try a meat grinder for coffee? It is as hard to grind as naflls, “Finally the coffee mill came. We didn’t unpack it until Ned had passed a harassing hour trying to find his screw- 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 laborer's job? 1 would reply that I didn’t buy coffee that way, for it wasn't the way to buy coffee. “Then I 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- {sed that I should recelve mine when they came. That was two weeks ago. and ground up all that coffee. He said he couldn’t sleep nights thinking of what he had to do before breakfass ‘Next time remember we are running no hotel,’ he said. ‘Three pounds of { where, and not even the regiment on oy fone you Ret | one exhibit to another. Cameron was | "1auch interested in the pretty girls | ; anything so—so useful and patriotic THE EVENING TALEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA,, DEC. 8, 1914. AT THE BAZAAR By DOROTHY BLACKMGRE. (Copyright, 1914, by the McClure Newspa- per Syndicate.) “It's the first really American thing I've seen the girls take an interest in,” remarked young George Cameron. He was selecting a tie to match the border on his handkerchief and the stripe in his shirt. “It is patriotic, isn't it?” acquiesced Willis Moore, as he twirled his stick lke a drum major. “I fancy the ba- zaar will be a jolly bore though.” His friend turned on him. “Not at all. The prettiest things in town are to be models and they’ll be diked in cotton from top to toe. Being well- known—get that?—cotton brokers, you and I will be expected to attend and give our support.” “I think you'll give a good deal of tone with all those matched-up rags of yours,” Moore twitted his friend. “Me for the cotton bazaar, rags or | no rags. Come on!” The two men left the bachelor apartment and found their way to the armory where the great cotton bazaar was being held by the women of the town. Cotton was to be on exhibi- tion and for sale in every conceivable form to educate the public in its uses and in this way help the country to dispose of its output in view of the European war. George Cameron and Willis Moore stood astonished at the doors as they approached. There were crowds every- PRI T WO T PRI R, §T BTN R i dress parade had brought so many out- siders to the armory building. “Some bazaar,” laughed Moore. The two men strolled about from interested in the bazaar purely from a ! business standpoint and he took pleas- ure in learning of new uses for cotton. Willis Moore, he admitted it, was as | displaying their wares and acting as he was in the exhibition from its prac- | tical point of view. “Cotton gloves! Gentlemen's cotton evening gloves!” said a pleasant voice ! from within a booth. | Cameron would have gone on, but ! his friend turned to the girl and he' could not do otherwise than follow. don't look so bad, eh, Willis said, taking a pair foom the girl's hand. i Cameron looked at them and then into the face of the girl who was offer- jug them for sale. He stopped short £.2d dropped the gloves on the floor. Secing that he was a fifth wheel ci ilie wagon, Moore stepped on, and | o ————————— e e < 8 Tt 3!': friend went nearer to the glove I8 | bo oth. There was no other girl at the | etand but the one who had offered the pair that still lay on the floor. Cam- e€ron, as if suddenly recalling the gloves, stepped back and picked them ' up. “I'll buy this pair, Helen, since I've soiled them by my stupidity.” “Oh,” laughed the girl, ‘“you needn’t—unless you like. But—I think they're your size.” “It's strange to find you helping with | | | and—and thrifty, I might say,” George ! + world besides thinking of one's own ‘i coffee in a family of two lasts a life- ' Pleagure. I'm as busy as possible now . i | —since father lost so much of bis busi- | ness on account of the war—helping “8o, of course, the coffee mill came Wherever I can—" out today, and as my coffee man came, | 7 “Yesterday Ned came home early said, a little bitterly. “Not nowadays,” Helen said prompt- 1y, not noticing the bitter note in his voice. “You've changed?” Helen gave a series of decisive nods. “Very much,” she said, slowly. “I re- gret those frivolous years. I realize now that there is 8o much to do in the | “Helen—" interrupted George But too, 1 told him to send three pounds she stopped him. 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 is 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 “My coffee man calls but once a week. Next week I shall send it back. 1 had called Ned up when the mill came and he seemed relleved, but he sald again something about not get- ting so much coffee. So, after due conelderation, I have phoned the cor- of coftee—unground, whole berries— adding, ‘I have my own mill. [ want to grind it myself.’ BSo the grocer un- derstood “Ned will be pleased by my capitula- tion and he needn’t know the real why, nor about the three pounds of ground coffer pound= 2t ° +t=~__ but that 1s really no reacon why I ghould, when my mill ealla for only one pound.” The Knock Answered. Opnortunity knocked once at man's door To the surprise of Opportunity, the man appeared and said: “I don’t want any mining stock, and I don’t want to invest in any bamboo the before | plantations, and I don’t want to buy a sand plant in Arizona, and I don’t want any Belgian hares or squab farms, or mushroom cellars, or—" “But, my dear sir,” Opportunity in- | terrupted, “I do not bring you any such offers. I am only here to show ! the way to rivet yourself to the good b you are now holding.” Whereupon the man invited Oppor- tunity in. “Oh—1 don't need to earn bread and | butter, George, but I need to help oth- | ers who have to earn it. I—" “Don’t say any more. Let me come | e TG ¥ & s RS coffee,” said the girl in the blue linen. ner grocery to send over one pound Mother always bought thre2 | to see you again, Helen, and—" “Buying up the whole ; George?” interrupted Willis Moore, ir- relevantly, stepping up to them. “Will you?” whispered George. Helen dodded, laughing. &eorge in- troduced Willis Moore to her and the three talked of nothing for a few mo- . ments. The cotton show now held just one interest for George Cameron, and on | the following night he went to it woman home and to tell her all that he had wanted to tell her for three years. She listened and said yes all over again. When George told his friend Willis Moore about his engagement the young man sald, characteristically: “So it was you who had to ‘cotton’ on to something at the show—not yours truly, after all? Shake.” Auto Beats the Wink. | car race, Pat?” “I didn’t see it.” “You didn't see it? ! at the track.” Why, I saw you to wink just at the wrong toime, and whin I got thru the race was over."— Judge. Seeking Knowledge. “] wish there was some way of the news.” “Here is a list showing how every one of them 1s pronounced.” “Yes. But what I want to know is how you pronounce the way that they are pronounced.” stock, ! | again to take the fair glove sales- | “What did you think of the motor | “Yis, I was at the thrack; but I had | knowing all about the pronunciation . of the queer names we encounter in | Boost Your City and Buy Hart Schaffner & Marx Good Clothes P OU ought to be thankful that you are a citizen of 2 nation thct is rot at war. You cught to get some comfort, in such times as these, by contrasting your good foriune in this respect with the sorrews of our fellowm:n across the sea. * % X X We must go ¢n 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 doig it. * % & & e Hu el """THE HOME OF Hart Schaffner and Marx_Geod ;Clothes: JOS. LeVal | ! \ S B e L T T L L L e b Y 3=t S ED AR DDA ~x~-s@«x@m«9mm-&m~; Mayes Grocery Company WHOLESALE GROCERS “ g X @ % tind -that low prices ard long time will[not go hand in hand, and on May 1st we installed our STRICTLY CASH. We have saved the people off Lakelandfand Polk County thousands of dollars in"the]past, ‘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’decper. We carry a full line of Groceries, Feed, Grain, Hay, Crate Material, and Wilsen &.Toomer’s IDEAL EERTILIZERS always’on;hand. 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