Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, December 24, 1914, Page 3

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RER: saAM B. SCHER e O B BOBOBIBCH DOHCIPO DI G ORI IO DO Crl b DRI SO R THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAK TN 0 T BRUGE'S SURE SHOT | —t— ' By ELIZABETH LILLIAN HIGGINS. Snowball! That comprised the beginning and Bruce Telford. was his horse. When the bright, He had an idol—it earnest-faced the ranges, he was ministering to the needs of the splendid animal, or des- canting upon its merits and beauty. “Reason to brag?” he was wont to say—“I think it! There was the brother, Spitfire, dappled, but hand- some as a girl. 1had to sell him—all mischief. Yes, more than that—dev- ilish, when the reckless mood came over him. For a month Snowball mourned. Say, it was human-like. He used to lean over the gate looking straight across the river, the direction in which Spitfire had gone. The hostler used to tell of how he groaned nights. Sobbing, I called it. Over it now, and the king of the range.” This fact no rival ranchman ever attempted or dared to combat, after the Valley massacre during an In- dian uprising. That was an episode Bruce loved to tell about. Hemmed in, he had fought his way through a horde of the dusky savages. Snowball, with hoofs and head assisting, a rescued woman and her baby at the saddle bow, warning word taken of the massacre to the nearest agency at runaway speed. “There was never another Snow- ball, there never will be,” was ‘the staunch sentiment of the proud owner of the famous steed. Those were bright, brisk days for the ranch outrider. And then they be- came halcyon. Una Dacre from the east came to Station Ten. Bruce never forgot the first day he met the dainty, dazzling fairy who came into his life as a vision—nor she, either. She had come west to recuperate from an exhausting social season. She was not an invalid, only wearied of Watching the Picture of Grace and Beauty. folly, she told her aunt, Mrs. Davis, the wife of the clergyman at Station ' Ten, longing for the Inspiring air | of the mountains and the stirring and iunlque scenes of the great herding grounds. Mrs. Davis was at the garden gate as Bruce rode by, and had halted him for a neighborly chat. Then as there was a flutter of a white dress on the porch, she called out: “Una, my dear, you fell in love with Snowball yesterday. Here he 1s to show himself.” Pretty Miss Dacre came tripping down the walk and was introduced to Bruce. His bronzed cheek fired at the touch of her dainty hand. placed it next across the flowing mane of Snowball. The animal gazed at her with his great liquid eyes, and gently rested his head across her shoulder. “A friend for life,” spoke Bruce Telford, gravely, tenderly, his voice tremulous with genuine emotion. And after that, each day whenever they passed the Davis home Snowball slackened his pace and Una seemed always waiting for him, and came out to caress him and feed him lumps of | sugar. good, Miss Dacre,” spoke Bruce one morning. “Mrs. Davis tells me that at home you had your own pet horse. I never did it before, but—Snowball would be a kitten in your gentle hands. I would feel proud and hon- ored if you used him.” Thus it came about that Bruce saw a great deal more of Una Dacre than was good for his peace of mind. Snow- ball seemed to share his regard for the lovely girl from the east. It got to be so that it was a regular thing for Bruce to come around with Snow- ball, and for Una to start off on one of those stirring rides that brought tresh color and brilliancy to her eye. At times Bruce was fairly jealous of the growing attachment of the splen- did animal to a person whom Snow- ball knew was a friend of his master. Bruce would stand watching the pic- ture of grace and beauty dashing along the ravine path or scudding like an arrow over the level ground. One afternoon—ah, he never forgot | bad Dacre mounted | e . reach where ' street than a burly policeman pounced He on him and arrested him on a charge and away slong the river the biuffs rose high and craggy. She * “Our mountain air is doing you ELAND, FLA., DEC. 24, 1914. the aiternoon, when he arose erect and thrilled. Snowball was in sight, and swaying in the saddle, a superb horsewoman, Una had never seemed so lovely—or dear to him. He had sighed forth the | hopelessness of the love he dared not express. Now alarm drove every other sentiment from his mind. A shrill, plercing cry, almost a scream had suddenly rent the still air. On the opposite side of the river a horse and rider had come into view. : At some unusual sight the horse had suddenly reared, threw its rider and, dashing up to the very edge of the bank, stood uttering forth that echo- ing challenge which Bruce had heard. “Spitfire!” exclaimed Bruce, and he recognized the dismounted rider as the man to whom he had sold the ' mate of Snowball over a year agone. Ang then his heart stood still. An answering call, glad, riotous, delirious rang out from Snowball. He had seen his old friend. All was forgotten of discipline, of gentleness. Once more he was on his native plains racing with the companion of his early years. “She is lost!” died in the ranch- man’s throat. “Oh, my love! my love! And I helpless!” Snowball had disdained curb, bit and spur. He had veered and was making for the point where the road was unguarded. More than once the daring steed had sprung down that treacherous reach, had swum the river and gloried in the adventure. In a flash Bruce knew that once Snowball started down that steep in- cline Una was doomed. A misstep, & stumble would be fatal. Superb horse- woman as she was, she could not re- tain her seat. “I've got to do it—for her sake!” is- sued from Bruce Telford's lips in a hollow groan. He had less than two minutes in which to act, if he wculd save the woman he loved—but, oh! the terrible sacrifice. With a sob he raised his rifle. He was a sure shot. Bang—crack! And Snowball fell not 20 yards from the verge of the dreadful precipice. Bruce saw the animal quiver, stum- ; ble and fall inert. He saw Una extri- cate herself from the saddle, appar- ently unharmed. Then, stood, almost broken-hearted. Thus Una found him. Her hand trembled as it touched his arm. Her voice was full of tears. “You—you saved me,” she faltered; ' “but, oh, Snowball!” Bruce did not speak. It seemed as it all in life worth having was fading away from him. “Is there no compensation?” she sobbed, full of womanly pity and love. { “When you have gone away—none,” he answered, simply. ! She lifted her face. | his own. | “I shall not go away,” she sald, and . buried her face upon his shoulder. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) ‘ o WHY MEN SNOOZE IN CHURCH Her eyes met . Explanation That Probably Will Be ‘ Denied With Indignation by the i Women Attendants. | The mystery of the church snoozer i has been solved. After determining that the ratio of women to men who fall asleep during sermons is about 1 to 234, certain { preachers have gone into the secrets i of the phenomena and have sought out the reasons therefor. | Contrary to the popular bellef that men's mind are slower and duller than those of women, and that there- !fore they are more dificult to hold { with the logic of a sermon, the in- ! vestigating pastors say that the wom- | en are not brighter, quicker to un- | derstand, more self-controlled and that their eyes and their minds are not more easily attached to the ser- mon. The popular beliefs are all wrong, the investigators say. The men folk ! do pay more attention to the sermons | than do the women. In fact, so in- ' tense is the interest of the men in the sermon that they watch every motion and gesture of the preacher until they hypnotize themselves and fall asleep. | in John Jones' cravat or Willlam Smith’s vest or Sam White's cuff but- tons. But a woman can sit quietly . in church, only half hearing what the minister is saying, and see enough of clothes and fruit for gossip to keep her moderately entertained and thor- oughly awake throughout the service. Lipton's Luck. Here is a new story about Sir Thomas Lipton, perpetual challenger for the America's cup. It appears that in his early days young Lipton used to perform very creditably on the violln, and he usu- ally spent the evening playing to a friend who kept a small shop in the neighborhood. These impromptu con- certs took place in the parlor behind the shop after closing hours, and one evening, as he was making his way to his friend's place, a fire engine raced past him. | He joined in the crowd that followed it, and was horrified to find that his friend’'s shop was on fire. To add to his dismay, he suddenly remembered | that he had left his precious violin in the back parlor the night before. | Alarmed for the safety of his instru- | ment, he rushed into the blazing shop and made his way to the place where he knew it would be lying, tucked it under his jacket, and after a struggle, reached the doorway agaln. But no sooner had he reached the | | Mdhhrlflownhumndm.bonc;olloodu-vldlnmmm to join some coturédes on & hunt for white as. death, he bowed his head where he A man can not find a deep interest | ! DSRFOPREO OO0 0 30 000 FOBOIO IO U OF Christmas Candy 2 S We will make you attractive prices on Christmas Candy in plain boxes, or in fancy baskets or holiday boxes. We han- dle nothing but first class goods, and our stock is fresh. Nothing makes a daintier Christmas gift than a box of our delicious candy. Stationery Our line of Correspondence Cards, Stationery, Monogram- med and plain, is attractive, and reasonably priced. 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