Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, December 10, 1914, Page 6

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WILSON PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Special Attention Given To DISEASES OF WOMEN AND CHILDPEN Deen-Bryant Bldg. oms 8, 9, 10. Office ¥hone 357 Reaiaence Phone 367 Blue A. X, ERICKSON ATTORNEY-AT-LAW Real Estate Questions Bryant Building DR. R. 5. "*"JUDOCK DEN'y ‘ST Room No. 1, Di kson Bldg. Lakeland, Fla. Office Phone 138; Residence 91 Blact D. 0. Rogers Edwin Spencer, Jv. ROGERS & SPENCER Attorneys at Law, Bryant Buflding Lakelang Florida HENRY WOLF & SON, EXPERT PIANO TUNERS Old Pianos Rebuilt, Refinished and Made Like New; All Work Warrant- €d Strictly First Class. Residence and Repair Shop 401 SOUTH MASSACHUSETTS AVE, Phone 18 Black. - Lakeland, Fla. EPPES TUCKER, JR. LAWYER Rayn_:_or_zdo Bldg., Lakeland, Florida KELSEY BLANTON, ATTORNEY AT LAW Office in Munn Building I.akg_l_gnd_ Florida W. 8. PRESTON, LAWYER ! Office Upstairs East of Court Houge | BARTOW, FLA. Examination of Titles and Real Rs. tate Law a Specialty DR. H. MERCER RICHARDS PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office: Rooms 6 and 6, Elliston Bldg. Lakeland, Florida Phones: Office 378; Resid. 301 Blue FRANK H. THOMPSON n NOTARY PUBLIC Dickson Building Office phone 402. Res. 312 Red Special attention to drafting lega’ papers. Marriage licenses and abstracts turnijshed w. g‘nnm WATSO{!. M. D organ-Groover Bldg. Telephones: Office 351; Rui‘lla Red Lakeland, Florids DR. D. P. CARTER VETERINARY SURGEON Lakeland, Fla. Residence Phone 294 Red Office Phone 196 PETERSON & OWENS ATTORNEYS AT LAW Dickson Building Established in July, 1900 DR. W. S. IRVIN DENTIST Room 14 and 15 Kentucky Building : LOUIS A. FORT | ARCHITECT Kibler Hotel, Lakeland, Florida B. H. HARNLY Real Estate, Live Stock and General AUCTIONEER Sales Manager NATIONAL REALTY AUCTION CO. Auction Lot Sales a Specialty 21 Raymondo Bldz. Lakeland, Fla DR. J. R. RUNYAN Rooms 17 and 18, Raymondo Bldg. All necessary drugs furnished with- out extra charge Residence phone 303. Office Phone 410 I R I i L B R T TR G A - — S WHEN ONE GOES WRONG By E. L. BACON. Before leaving his desk to start on his annual two weeks' vacation, Lan- yon stuffed twenty-one thousand dol- lars in bills into the inside pocket of his coat. Three thousand dollars more were already stowed away in another pocket, and, as he intended to take both rolls with him, he was pretty well equipped for such a short period of rest. It must not be inferred, however, that he was a spendthrift or a mil- lonaire. He was very far from being either. Frugality was his most dis- tinguishing characteristic. A modest glass of beer, a cigar now and then, an occasional shot at the races—even sugh small vices never entered into his sphere of lite. For ten years he had lived in an unpretentious boarding-house across the bridge. For ten years he had gone to bed at ten o’clock sharp with ma- chine- ike regularity, with the excep- tion of Saturday nights, when invari- ably he allowed himself the luxury of taking his ' 7~ "v's pretty daughter to the the: «r That, so far as any- body knew, had been his only indul- gence. Yet hc felt that for the vacation he was about to take he needed every penny of the large amount with which he had provided himself. He needed all this money to live on during his vacation in his usual thrifty fashion in a town where living was considerably cheaper than in New York, and where the opportunities for* a spendthrift would have been exceedingly meager. The fact of the matter was that Lanyon had made up his mind to pro- long this particular vacation indef- initely. He had kept this resolution a strict secret. Not even his landlady had received 80 much as a hint of it. What was stranger still, he had breathed not a word of it to Dwyer, his employer, and he did not intend to. The fact would have to dawn upon Dwyer gradually, and the longer the truth took to penetrate to the old gen- tleman’s understanding, the more would Lanyon be pleased. For the roll he had stuffed into his inside pocket wag Dwyer's money. The smaller amount represented his own savings of ten years of hard and faithful work. It might have been a good deal more if he had not sent a tidy sum each month to his old moth- er, who lived alone in a sleepy little village on the Maine coast. After stowing the money away, he arranged the things in his desk very neatly, brushed it oft with a little broom that he kept for the purpose, and gently closed the roll.top. He took a last look at it as he went out of the door. On the way down-town he stopped at a wholesale house in lower Broad- way where his friend Berrlan was employed, to say good-by. “You look run down,” observed Ber- rian. “Old Dwyer's been working you too hard. But never mind. Maine will fix you up, all right.” “It's not going to be Maine this time, Freddfe,” returned Lanyon with a serlous air. “It's going to be Tru- jino.” “What! Trujillo! is Trujillo?” “Nice little town in Honduras. Sea air, beautiful tropical scenery—an ideal place for a vacation if the fever don't get you.” Berrian merely stared, his mouth hanging open in astonishment. Look- ing cautiously around to make sure that nobody was within ear-shot, Lan- yon continued: “Fred, you're the only real friend I've got In the world. You're the only man in this city I've told about my Where the deuce having been in prison. I can trust you. “Now, perhaps you'll understand when I tell you that, in the noble words of its constitution, ‘the repub- lic of Honduras {s a sacred asylum to every person fleeing to its terri- tory.’” Berrian drew back with a gasp. “You mean—you mean—you've gone wrong again?” he demanded. “Just that,” admitted Lanyon grave- ly. Tve come to tell you because I don't want you to have any worse opinion of me than you can help hav- ing under the circumstances. “I don't suppose a man ever can have a good excuse for turning crook- ed, but mine is as good a one as there ever was, I guess. I've got an old mother up in Malne dependent on me. If my reputation were the best in the world, I'd rather lose it than see her starve.” “But—I don't understand,” stam- mered Berrian. “You've managed to look after her all right, haven't you?" “I wouldn't, though, if I were out of a job, with a prison record keep- ing me from getting another. And if after all those years of straight!” he muttered. Two hours later Lanyon arrived in Jersey City with a good half-hour to spare before his train was due to start. He sat down in a corner of the waiting-room and pulled out his time-tables. But, instead of poring over them as he had intended, he gave himself up to his thoughts. Somehow, he could not get his land- lady’s pretty daughter out of his mind. He had tried hard to forget her, but his thoughts always came around to her again before long, and every now and then he would ask himself how she would regard him after she had heard the news. He glanced up at the line of people sitting facing him on the opposite benches, and over their heads to the big clock on the wall. It seemed to him that the minutes were dragging terribly. He was getting nervous. He gave a startled look over his shoulder toward the entrance. He could feel his heart thumping against his ribs, and as he looked down again at the time-tables he saw that his hands were trembling. And then a vision of the gray, bleak prison came before him. He heard the clanging of the great steel doors, the sharp orders of the keepers. He straightened up with a frightened gasp and looked about in alarm. It was reassuring to find that no one was watching him. But would his train never be called? How he wished he was safe across the Honduran border! What a relief it would be to feel that he need have no fear of capture! Again his eyes wandered about the room, keenly observant of the crowd this time. He glanced from one to living o ——————————————————————————————————— in front of him, slowly turned his gaze to the doors where the passengers were filing in from the ferries, and then— “Dwyer!"” He choked back the cry that rose to his lips and sank back in his seat, the other end of the room was the man he had robbed. . For a moment Lanyon’s nerve de- serted him completely. He felt that SRS e S S = : THE EVENING TALKGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., DEC. 10, 1914. another of the long row of travelers | white and trembling. Far down at! CARVING SETS SOPPPHBHFIOIVPOPUFOPOPOBA SQBPBPPPDPODODODADOHUHFOE 3 MRS. H. M. COWLES, Prop. Under New Management. | ¢ Refurnishedand thoroughly renovated, and everything Cleap, Comfortable and ] First-class. i Dining Room Serv':e Unexcelled. i Rates Reasonable. Y ur Patronage Cordially | Invited. he was lost, that Dwyer would surely | g g search the room until he had discov- ered ‘lm. and that escape was im- Podsible. Probably Dwyer had not come alone. At any rate, there were always policemen near at hand in such a place. Dwyer came forward very leasurely. ' e For a man on the trail of a thief who ! Whether ]t_IS had relleved him of a fortune, he seemed to be singularly unperturbed. A Bound BOOk He even stopped to laugh at a crow-: ing baby on one of the benches. Still, | it was just like the old man never to betray his true feelings. Never before had Lanyon been through such agonizing moments of suspense. He felt that the strain was more than he could bear, that hla' nerves would give way, and he would cry out if he had to endure it much longer. At last Dwyer saw him. “I've been looking for you, Lanyon,” he called, as he stepped up to the bench. The old man seated himself by Lan- yon's side, and, lounging back, chewed thoughtfully at an unlighted cigar. Apparently, he was dividing his at- tention between the cigar and the clock on the wall, but Lanyon knew that the tail of his eye was upon him all the time. At last, he sald slowly: “I know all about that prison rec- ord, Lanyon. Your friend Berrian has ! just given me the whole story.” | “Berrian! He told you!” cried Lan- yon, and in that moment the remnants of his faith in human nature van- ished. “Ves, he told me,” Dwyer conti- nued. “And, I've come here to let you know I won't hold it up against you. You've done good, faithful work for me for ten years, and I believe I can trust you. “You weren't much more than a boy when that happened. You've learned a good deal since then, I guess.” Lanyon felt as if he were in a dream—a dream that had brought one fleeting glimpse of hope, and then had plunged him in despair. A mist came into his eyes. At last his hand went into his pock- et, and he pulled out a roll of bills, “Mr. Dwyer,” he sald, “this money is yours. Even though I am a thieft, T couldn’t rob a man that's treated me as you have. But, you see, you made a mistake about wanting me back.” Without the least show of surprise, Dwyer took the bills and counted them very slowly. Then he put them care- fully away in his pocket. “I guess when a man goes wrong more than once there isn't one person in a hundred who'd be willing to trust him again,” he said. “I don't belleve there is,” Lanyon assented, leaning forward and cover- ing his face with his hands. “Unless it's somebody that's gone I don't go now, Dwyer would see that | “FON& himselt and knows what it is I did next week, even if T hadn't taken | '© !ive It down,” said Dwyer. a cent from him. He laid a hand on Lanvon's shoul- “An old enemy of mine drifted into | 367 “I Was in Trujillo myselt thirty town last week. He's going to send Dwyer my history in a day or two. vears ago. But they got me at last. I did my turn behind the bars. And “I know Dwyer well enough to | if Berrian's father hadn't given me a know what that would mean. So, you ' chance, I'd have been behind 'em see how it is. If I had only myself to look after, I wouldn't care much— and I'd get out with clean hands. As it is, I'd rather turn thief than face the alternative.” The next moment he was in the street running for a car. Berrian had started to follow; but, seeing the futil- ity of pursuit, stood staring after his retreating figure. “To think that he’s come to this ' “Go up to Maine, my boy. |old mother of yours will want to see | ¥ou. And then come back.” again before very long, like as not. That i Real Sarcasm. A Texas court has decided that money is not baggage. Those who pack their bank notes in a trunk when they travel will therefore remember that the do so at their own risk. Money {8 such a bother! 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