Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 5, 1915, Page 6

RAMBLER AUTO SERVICE CARS FOR HIRE PHONE 274-RED Vuleanizing Doneat 711 E. A PRECIOUS CARGD By GEORGE HUNSON, “There she f{s, sir!” exclaimed Lieutenant Bingham, pointing into the distance. Lieutenant Adams, his senior, com- manding the torpedo-boat Spitfire, looked through his glasses toward the horizon, where a tiny wisp of curling smoke denoted the presence of the Kronprinz. The Kronprinz had sailed from New York four days before, carrying & few passengers who were resolved to risk capture at the hands of the British fleet, a cargo, mostly contra- SEFEPPE DI The Ideal Christmas Remembrance The personal thought — spirit of the giving, de- termines the value of the gift. What then, could be more titticg than your portrait for the Christ- mas remembrance —t o carry your simple mes- sage of friendship? Miss Frances Lowell of Bangor. This last item was confirmed news. | Lieutenant Adams had written to his | American sweetheart, warning her not to attempt the journey owing to | the imminent outbreak of war; but she had not received the letter, and had considered the newspaper prog- nostications ridiculous. She was bent on completing her art course in Eng- land. When it was completed she was to become Adams’ bride. There was no reason why Miss A dozen portraits solves, at once, a dozen perplexing gift problems. band, two million dollars in gold, and! | managed only to make out the wreck: | THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAK{ZL AL e T . And Reuben was resolute, and to his been lookinig forward to thelr reunion, 'father's way of thinking almost inso- and had urged her to take a British lent, as he replied sturdily: ship. And she had sailed on a Ger- “It can't be done, dad. One week shut man. up in a store would kill me. Let me The battle was over. With a firm expression upon his face Adams took up the speaking tube. He knew that Bingham was waiting at the other end, that the first word would send the torpedo hurtling upon her deadly passage of destruction. But before his hand was on the tube he heard a singing in his ears, a roaring over the sea which caused him momentarily to postpone giving the order. Something unexpected had occurred. Next instant he knew what it was. He heard the screechl nature.” “You've heard me!” pronounced his determined sire definitely. “I'm trying to make something of you besides a stable boy. It's chedience or—" “The open road?” smiled Reuben in- quiringly. “All right. You've been a good father, but I'm not of the silky, high-toned class of Ray and Bertram. I'll go it on my own hock, I reckon.” “He’ll be back in a week,” pre- ! wife after Reuben had gone the following boom of the cannon; ™. = é and then everything was fire ud'mo'l.h:f-" E;té“br;\;a\;re;;h;r:fi:lo:; smoke and splinters. g o weaken on his own course. He'll Zhonaattning of whic: hedbec':on'xl: thrive, for he is all go-aheadativeness, B Stamned oy around and about s we shall miss him dreadtully.” him. Stunned by the concussion, he Reuben was thinkiag of bis mother at just that moment He had swung! &%2 1 the Water of 'hl: hhd ?;l:: away down the road, a stout stick over | the smartest torpedo-boat in the * his shoulder bearing a bundle on its' ish navy. He heard the cries of | dr;:nln: ;’en" 'h: “fl; t:r :IB’B- I Early the following morning Reu-| B NS BN N e A saw at a distance a scattered cision, had struck the torpedo-boat oup of farm buildings. % amidships, rending her and sending n“l':’l e ol lrampil';g." 5 olfle her'm ths;hottam. quized. “If there's a place for m With a groan Adams closed his eyes et T} Just cerap. down \for and resigned himself? to the embrace ipell = H of the icy waters. And that was his : last remembrance until a long time' e came to the farm, a big one, an; ® o BOBP G Lowell should study art in order to become the wife of a lfeutenant with nothing but his pay; still, Lieutenant Adams never thought of opposing hlui sweetheart's wishes. He learned that Hinke Photographer i s en, after. | hour later. It was to see three m: { . two women and some children grouped He awakened in the Plymouth hos Thirs wis dls-' All were ex-| pital. The first face to meet his eyes | tOBether about a pit v is | Cussion and commotion :::5(.‘1‘:! SUiRinTam stietia: B s| cited except a girl who stood interest- The sub-lieutenant stretched out his ! edly watching what was golng on. go to road-making or caring for the 3 horses, but don’t shut me away from : of the shell from the converted liner, | fnieq Mt Mughitoslis mourning 4 L OS 0804 | #020##080020FOOPOFOTOIOE B aaiiad 1915 otk Forvard 1915 Let's be Boosters for the Coming Year! 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WARING #HFPSPIFEFEIVITE PRI RG L W.YARNELL LIGHT AND HEAVY HAULING M a0y HOUSEHOLD MOVING A SPECIALTY 0Oak and Pine Wood Orders handled promptly. fhones: Office 109; Res, 57 Green i man, i of the Kronprinz. | pallor upon Adams’ face. $| a day before his squadron put to sea, with orders to clear the Atlantic. The Kronprinz, as a treasure ship, admiralty. Adam's orders were strict; Fired a Shot Across the Bows of the Kronprinz. it he saw her he was to summon her to surrender or sink her on sight. And, of all the scouting torpedo- {| boats and destroyers, it had fallen to Adams to sight the fugitive Kron- | prinz. Of course there was no doubt she would surrender. Then he would take his precious captive, with her still | more precious cargo of one, safe into Plymouth. He rang full speed to the engine- room, and, standing beside the wheel- watched the distant wisp of smoke creep up until it covered the horizon in front of him. Then the hull of the majestic passenger vessel appeared upon the waters. And gradually the Sritfire overhauled her, The signal to lay to being disre- garded, at a distance of a mile the Spitfire fired a shot across the bows The fugitive's only response was to quicken her speed, until with all her furnaces glowing un- der forced drafts from the open ventilators, the Spitfire was creeping up inch by inch rather than by leapn and bounds. “Shall [ give her a torpedo, sir?” asked Lieutenant Bingham of his com- mander, He was amazed to see the ghastly A torpedo, striking fairly home, would send the vessel to the bottom before she couid launch her lifeboats. And the life- boats of the Spitfire would not suffice to save a tithe of the Kronprinz's erew and passengers, few though the latter were. “I'll give her a shotted gun first,” answered Adame. This time the shell went very near the Kronprinz, but the result was the same as before. She sped through the water about fifteen hundred yards ahead of the pursuing craft. Through his glasses Lieutenant Adams could plainly see the passengers crowding the deck. “They say that she’s carrying two twelve-pounders,” suggested Bingham. “That may be the reason—" Adams had heard the rumor that chantmen. apparent on his white face. “Give her a torpedo when I signal, Bingham,” he answered. And he stood within the wheelhouse, tighting the most supreme battle ot his life It was his duty to his coun- try against the only woman whom he had ever loved, and, though the result was never in doubt, the conflict was one of those that go to the soul of man and leave their imprint for ever, He had mei Frances Lowell two years before, when he was temporar 1ly attached to the embassy at Wash- | Ington. She was of and had been visiting relatives in the capital. From the first they had | been attracted to each other. When, | after a few weeks of acquaintance, | Adams had been recalled to England, he had gone with the understanding that, as soon as he got his first com- maud, he should ask her to be his wife. The command had come three months before, and by that time their the Kronprinz had been partly con-| verted for the destruction of mer—! A sudden resolution was she was to sail on the Kronprinz n‘ was especially desired by the British | g i i | maturing, and why they should lie | rest alone.” hand and clasped Adams’s firmly. “Where am 1?” groaned Adams. “In the hospital, and getting along: nely,” answered Bingham. “You got | a piece of ghell in your head, but lti was pulled out yesterday, and a couple | ‘| of weeks should see you aboard the finest destroyer afloat. “You see,” he continued, “the Vengeance came up and received the Kronprinz's surrender and got us out of the water. We had you in the boat, unconscious. And the admiral- | ty court has acquitted you.” | “Acquitted me?" cried Adams, in- credulous. | to send that valuable treasure to the bottom, even if you waited too Ionx.' the Kronprinz had no guns on her. | But T mustn't talk to you any more at present—besides, there's somebody | waiting to see you.” | And the “somebody” who came in was believed by the doctors to have shortened Adams's period of recov- ery by at least three days. And that ' meant a three days’ honeymoon be- | fore he accepted charge of his new command. (Copyright, 194, by W. G. Chapman.) EXPLAINS GROWTH OF SEEDS English Scientist Has Discovered That Carbonic Acid Gas Keeps Them From Sprouting. Why seeds should not sprout while dormant long periods of time, are questions that occur to few who ac- cept nature’'s ways as a matter of | course, But there must be some restraining cause to prevent growth in seeds, and Franklin Kidd, Fellow of St. John's college, Cambridge, reports in the pro- ceedings of the Royal society that it is carbonic acid gas. Removing the part of the seed which thin gas generates, it will sprout before it is ripe; it will sprout if the high partial pressure of carbon dioxide in the atmosphere be removed. High temperatures remove these pres- sures, hence seeds germinate best, in warm weather. The arrested development, Mr Kidd finds, is not due to lack of moisture, but solely to the narcotic effect of tllol carbon dioxide. Planters who would hasten the | sprouting process should increase the temperature of seeds and submit them Unprofitable Agreement. A St. Louis man tells of a farmer in the Ozarks who for years had suf- fered through the activities of a hog thief named Bill Mullins. Bill was known to be a thief, but he was never caught, and, besides, was so much of a comedian that nobody cared to pros- ecute him, The farmer was one day standing by the side of his pen surveying a particularly fine looking lot of hogs when along came Bill Mullins. Bill's eyes glistened as he regarded the hogs. “Them is fine hogs,” said the farm. er, noticing Bill's expression. “I never seen better,” said Bill “I'll tell you what I'll do,” said the farmer. “If you'll pick any two you can have ‘em, providin’ you'll let the “All right,” said Bill. “You've been a mighty good neighbor, and I'l agrae to it, but I'll shore lose meat.” Southern birth, | AT HOLLY FARM By VICTOR REDCLIFFE. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) “It won't do, Reuben. Father says you need taming down, and he's going to get you a position in a town store and see if he can't repress some of your surplus animal spirit, as he calls it” “That so?" retorted stalwart, inde- pendent Reuben Marsh. “Well, it won't work."” | “Then you'll be in the back of his I books when it comes to dividing up the property.” “Who cares for his property?” burst | out Reuben. “It's him I care for. He's a jolly good father, only I'm too rough and ready to suit him. That isn't my fault; I was born so.” For once in his life old Geoffrey Marsh was sharp and severe with Reu- ben when he called him to a secret in- correspondence had shown them that| terview in the library. they had not erred in their selection. ‘T've blocked out your course” he Frances had accepted him. He had Sald. "I expect you to follow it.” l Reuben thought she was the fairest creature he had ever met. “Hello—a stranger!” suddenly ejac- ulated the old man of the group, ob- serving Reuben. | | ] | ONQUERING TEMPTATION By GERTRUDE A. PEARSON. futile wrath at the son who had dis- ' honored his name. It had been the act of a goaded man, § desperate for money, but Benson could only hang his head before the old “Yes," nodded the latter in a pleas-! (Copyright, 191, by W. G. Chapman, | WaN's scathing words. ant, off-handed way. on here, may I ask”" “Just take a look and see,” was the reply, and Reuben pressed close to the pit, a deep, boarded-up affair. | “Aha! he spoke out readily— “wolves, four of them!” “As you see,” nodded the old farmer. “The pests have got so thick we set traps for 'em “What's going bunch.” i The animals were big and fierce. | And then, you had been Informed that | They leaped about wildly in their sav- | younger brother. age rage, but could not scale the sides of the smooth boarded pit “And you want to get rid of them?” queried Reuben lightly. [ “Got to—some way." Reuben glanced about him till he located a heavy wagon spoke near by. He threw off his coat and grasped the formidable cudgel firmly. “'Stand aside,” he ordered brusquely. ! The old farmer looked shocked. t His pretty daughter, Amy, caught her breath with a quick thrill. Down into the pit landed Reuben. Swish—thud!—once. twice, thrice,, four times. His brawny arm swung| like a flail. With cracked skulls the | savage beasts lay panting out their last breath “Lower a rope and haul them up in turn,” ordered Reuben | A hand of iron, that of the old farm- er, clamped his shoulder as he in turn was drawn to the surface. ’ “You'll do!” he cried admiringly,' and then as Reuben viewed the grateful | faces of those about him and felt the ! sparking commendatory glance of the | falr young girl, he realized that he had ! at last found an environment where | his strength and courage were appre- ciated | “If you should be looking for a job. now—" ventured the old farmer long-! ingly, and just then Reuben met again | the witching eyes of Amy “I am,” he answered promptly. That was the beginning of an ideal | life for the wayfarer, who had found | his mission and right environment at | last. | One year to a day after his leaving ! the old home, Reuben returned to visit his old father and mother, his bride! upon his arm | “Married, happy and settled, father," | he said cheerily, and Mr. Marsh could- not gainsay him, and kissed his blush. | ing daughter-in-law tenderly. “If you had made me a lawyer as you planned, T would probably have whipped all my rivals in court A dentist, I'd have broken my patient's Jaw first time. A merchant, 1'd have pined away. Sim- ple, natural Reuben, only a farmer, but the happiest one in all the wide world!" “ALL IN WHITE” Expected to catch an ' .. “Yes. They held you did right not | ©¢casional one, and here's four in a ', | over Benson. | leave ; kneeled at the bedside a moment in Benson lay upon the rocks, staring at a letter beside him. In front of him the blue waves rippled in the sun- shine. The air was warm and balmy. It would have been difficult for any- one not acquainted with the country, and the temperature of July, to real- ize that this was Alaska. “Dear Mr. Benson,” ran the letter. ‘We beg to inform you that, in accord- nce with the terms of your late fath- er's will. all the property except the limited estate entailed, goes to your You are, however, Baron Linfield, and, as such, are now the owner of Linfield Manor. Kindly wire us instructions as to your plans. “We wish to add that, inasmuch as the upkeep of the estate far exceeds the rent-roll, it would be to your in- terest to sell this to your younger brother. There is, however, a codicil to the will, made by your father in his last illness. Should you decide to leave the woman with whom you are living, an annual sum of five thousand pounds is to be paid you, to enable you to keep up your title respectably. “Faithtully yours, “Dench & Dench.” “The woman with whom he was liv- ing.” Benson saw the words staring at him out of the typewritten page His father had known. He had mar- ried a half-breed. Natusha had been educated at a mission school, and, save for the jet black hair and rather high cheek bones she might have passed for a white woman. But in the eyes of his acquaintances she was a squaw, and he a squaw-man. He had married her when he was desperately lonely in the remote North, and half-crazed with drink besides. Natusha had redeemed him. She had thrown the whisky bottles away. She had made him a home. She had loved him, and he had loved her, too. A violent revulsion of feeling came He seemed to smell the Susgex air, to see the beautiful coun- try of his birth. He had friends, many, | in England. Benson resolved to run away. He could walk to the nearest port and catch the morrow’s boat. He would everything to Natusha. She would doubtless go back to her own people. He saw her watching him silently that night. Like a faithful hound she knew his moods—her lord's moods, Natusha watched him with a dumb, aching at her heart. -She had seen the change in him. At midnight, when he thought Natu- sha was sleeping, Benson arose noise- lessly from his couch. He had his mackinaw and overshoes ready, for the nights were cold. When he had disappeared Natusha prayer. She prayed to the God of whom the missionaries had told her, | as she had never prayed before, Then she slipped out after him. | As Benson strode along the trail all | memory of Natusha seemed to slip | from him. He was a boy once more, | in the Sussex lanes, hearttree, | Lake Mifior H;)te MRS. H. M. COWLES, Prop. Under New Management. 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Forgetting all, daring his wrath, Natusha glided up to him. She kneeled at his side and put her arms around him. And. in this position, she whispered | something to him, a woman's secret that made his heart leap as hers was beating then. Benson rose to his feet. The hag- gardness was gone from his face. He saw his duty. He saw the years of ease and dishonor stretching before him, on the one hand, and, on the oth- er, years of honor. He could make himself respected. If he could not win recognition for Natusha, he could for his daughter—or his son. And the heir would be Baron Linfleld, if it was a boy. If a girl—well, . Natusha drew his arm through hers, and together they went back in si- lence toward the cabin. They entered, and Benson, taking out the letter, de- liberately tore it to pieces. He would not answer Dench & Dench. He would not even take the money from the estate. Let the dead past g0. Benson put his arms about Natusha. She was pretty and girl-like, this lit- tle wife of his. He knew now, too, that the heart of a woman beats the same, and always true, whether be- neath a pink or olive gkin, “It's all right, Natusha,” he said cheerily. “There won't be any more scraps of paper.” B SR ddd B O "0 YouWan FOFILOPOICIVFOPOPHOSO SPOFOPOERBOSOFOFISO SO Office Phone 348 B.ack “Hardly.” “Or fall in the spring?” “If you keep this thing up py longer, George, you'll get somey worse than a fall in the Spring, | duck you under the pump!” Academy of Birds, On a little house in London appy the interesting sign, “Academy Birds,” and from the open windoss summer comes a most amazing ume of bird-song. The *profegy is not at all particular as tc the b j or value of the pupils offered ' song-bird is eligible; terms, 50 e for the course. The “academy” | antees that each pupil shall | the establishment fully proficie: render three airs without om and in correct time. The method ot imstruction s 1 simple, and is said to be remar successful. There are three roor; each of which is a phonograph plays a single air. A new bird hu cage hung in room No. 1 until e learned to sing correctly the con ly-repeated air, and is then trapsts to the second, and in time v third room. The professors are i ful that some day it may be posg to teach Strauss to a parrot Beethoven sonata to a starling. Bllliard Tables Rest on Rock Biluard tables, supported on rock are among the novel featu a 36-room concrete residence | on one of the islands of the S| archipelago in Puget sound. Eu ble rests on a massive concrete which extends through an open: the floor and has its footing cx rock, and is therefore as solid & free from vibration as if it w part of the island itself.—Populx chanics. Quits. “Your boys were in my apy again,” observed the first subur “If you say anything more abo declared the second ditto, “Ill you the doctor's bill."—Philad esh Ciea GROCERIES! 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