Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, December 22, 1914, Page 3

“ thtle Homeless nildren Suffer JIn Florida’ ,m BELIEVE that the good people of Flor- tflete are right now in our State Hundreds in real need—some absolutely homeless— !fiw be cared for. ”'—';m—tht they do not know that there are hun- C mothers in Florida who are just struggling little ones alive—and at home. f = 4 cannot believe—that with these facts true—and in Florida crowded to the doors—that the now—Please send what you can to-day—to , Treasurer of ‘Gilil.dren’s Home Society .~ of Florida Florida's Greatest Charity 361 Sca Jn\u Bldg JACKSONVILLE, FLA. La Vallieres liere is one of the daintiest and most ex- pieces of Jewelry wrought by the Jeweler’s dll.le some of the very latest design in La- “* on disply at our store both with preci- ) stones and without. tching Jewelry you will say when you see the new Lin Vanity Boxes, for they are delight- You will find a splendid assort- play in many different sizes in both ver at our store. As to prices—Well - be pleasantly surprised. her & O’Steen T DOOR TO POSTOFFICE sliel =l lel el 2ol Mat e Lakeland m Laundry ANILAry; LANDRY germs can live in Clothing that are sent to pe Careful in the Laundrying, not to Damage d your Clothing to US, it will not only Look e, but IT WILL BE SO. cover the entire City. If you have a anxious to get to the Laundry before the around, Fhone us, and let us show you how “will be there for it. PHONE 130 First Class Work Guaranteed SING Laundry Called for and Delivered en a resident of Florida for 20 years, and am many prominent gentlemen, all of whom d me as doing First Class Work at Reason- JIM SING Phone 257 reet amond : EL Y I T R S LR R R S R L Sk g | 00RO 2O SOHOECPOI PRI OPO S LPd S HBBQP SRR SR RS Ll Lt L e R LR L § B3 ? THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAKELAND, FLA., LHANAVAMANAMANANWNRNNANA | Wuric ONEGOES 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- | lionaire. 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 life. 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-iike regularity, with the excep- tion of Saturday nights, when invari- ably he allowed himself the luxury of : taking his landladv's pretty daughter to the theater, 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 larce 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 91| a strict secret. . s Not even his landlady had received so much as a hint of it. What was stranger still, he had breathed not a word of it to Dwyer. his emplover, zmd he did not intend to. The faet 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 lnslde pocket was Dwyer's money. The smaller amount represented his own savings of ten years of hard and faithful work. K 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 tleepy little village on the Maine coast. After stowing the money away, he arranged the things in his desk very noatly, brushed it of with a little broom that he kent for the purpose, and gently closed the rolltop. 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 Berrian was employved, to say good-by. “You look run down,” ohserved Ber- rian. “Old Dwyer's been working vou too hard. But never mind. Maine will fix you up, all right.” “It's not going to be Maine this time, Freddie,” returned Lanyon with a serlous air. “It's going to be Tru- jino.” “What! Trujillo! s Trujillo?” “Nice little town in Honduras. Sea air, beautiful tropical sccnery—an ideal place for a vacation if the fever ¢ don't get you.” Berrian merely stared, his mouth hanging open in astonishment Lock- ing cautiously around to make sure that nobody was within ear-shet, 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 having been in prison. 1 can trust you. . “Now, perhaps you'll understand when I tell you that, in the nocble words of its constitution, ‘the repub- lic of Honduras is a sacred asylum to every person fleeing to its terri- tory.’ * Berrfan drew back with a BAED. “You mean—yon mean—you'’ve gone wrong again?”’ he demanded. “Just that,” admitted Lanyon grave- I've come to tell you because l dont 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 mlma is as good a one as there ever was, guess. ['ve got an old mother up ln Maine dependent on me. It 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 1 were out of a job, with a prison record keep- ing me from getting another. And if I don’t go now, Dwyer would see that I did next week even if I hadn't taken a cent from him. “An old enemy of mine drifted into town last week. He's roing to send Dwyer my history in a day or two. “l know Dwyer well enough to know what that weuld mean. So, you 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 1s, 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 Where the deuce MR-t .l ] DEC. 22 > after all those years of streight!™ he muttercd. Two hours later Lanyen arrived in Jersey City with a = 04 ha. hour to | living spare before his t was dve to | of Fashion as Are Those of start. He sat down a corner of | Summer. ths wai pulled out his == time-tables. Put, 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 fcrget her, but | his thoughts aiways 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 fael his heart thumping against his ribs, and as he looked down again lnt 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 ]ond loccked 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 relipf 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 i this time. He glanced from one to another of the long row of travelers 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, white and trembling. Far down at the other end of the room was the man he had robbed. s For a moment Lanyon's nerve de- ’-i- i serted him completely. He felt that | he was lost, that Dwyer would surely | & search the room until he hag discov- ered him, and that escape was im- possible. Probably Dwyer had not| come alone. At any rate, there were | always policemen near at hand in such a place. i Dwyer came forward very leasurely. For a man on the trail of a thief who had relieved him of a fortune, he seemed to be singularly unperturbed. 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 his nerves would give way, and he would cry out if he had to endure it much longer. i 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 thoughtlully 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 said slowly: “l know all about that prison rec- ord, Lanyon. Your friend Berrian has just given me the whole story.” “Berrfan! He told you!” cried Lan- yon, and in that moment the remnants of his faith in human nature van- ished. i “Yes, 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 belleve I can trust you. i “You weren’t much more than a boy | when that happened. You've learned i a good deal since then, I guess.” | Lanyon felt as if he were in &, 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 thief, I 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 1s,” Lanyon assented, leaning forward and cover- ing his face with his hands. | “Unless it's somebody that's gone | wrong himself and knows what it is | to live it down,” said Dwyer. He laid a hand on Lanyon's shoul- der. “I was in Trujfllo myself thirty | years ago. But they got me at last. I did my turn behind the bars. And | if Berrian’s father hadn’t given me a chance, I'd have been behind ‘em again before very long, like as not. “Go up to Maine, my boy. That old mother of yours will want to see you. And then come back.” skin. her sporting clothes. little hat. ent shapes. to brunettes, to the whole outfit. FEPEERDESSDEOD DD P L2200 Sk Ls & DESDO 3 PPBBEGHIPBE 15 pounds Sugar 24 pounds Flour ..... 4 pounds S D Lard ... Bacon, per pound . 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