Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 18, 1915, Page 6

- —————————————————————————————————————— THE EVENINU TELEGRAX . ANELAND, FLA, JAN. 18§, 1915. “5‘803}'504‘#05.@0”"* A IIATIVE TYPE ° : “TN tell o § By ELLA RANDALL PEARCE. o have made myself happy, and tried to g.g.g.g.mmnofioalaofitfiC (Copyright, 194, bry the La BaMe Exten< sion University.) _—__‘//V Winifred, rising from the depths of Children Suffer In Florida? | | - — CH 0o+ | 8t BTT pollfely. The relatives ““"e“ 4 leon of mmomh Coast. CO e hls"lnnl:lable doubt. 4 logists tell us 8 strange Why Indians Are Red. I have never t ored any one. n’of".e;e g:morn\n eearass A Garinea dbctor thaat Grilvidin A sERIo“s FAM'[Y ;i?na;;h:nkk];;a\'e.h l’i)e paused quick- its mountain peaks, mere reefs in 8 | queer theory about the coloring of the ))ou S ’? d:’_"‘: el - great expanse of sea, Tose to such & | human race—that the tint of the skin el ‘;“';""" i . aelel S ; height that Santa Barbara channel was | 1 determined by the food eaten. ULy yaaTs TAUICE N a vast valley over which roamed the Originally, he declares, the human By HENRY KIRK. e otk b & elephant, camel, lion, sabertoothed | species was black, because our primi- Nas evzr ;“ msiTe e;f?]""e ‘“ : tiger and other animals whose foasl | tive forefathers subsisted on fruits and (Copyright.) act memo;en °'{‘ :1:3 “dc a8 p e:;] I remains are scattered ower the coun- | roots containing manganese. The “The marriage of my daughter, Mr. | o cver fld:lsenol man an,):)nem;eg try and some of which are found on | American redskins owe their color t0| wayne, is a matter of the greatest ot n l) crar ve e the islands. the consumption of raw flesh. The|ymportance. As you see, it concerns ' ! to bish RS Beiing, Dole Seveny Then the land again saLk beneath | Mongols are yellow because of their my entire family. That is why we are | “x do';pt! Kiiow . of il da the sea and again rose, and marine fos- | descent from a tribe which consumed | a1} here to discuss it.” age I've ev:: dvneamc:r‘::ln?v Irvne eils are found in abundance along the | great quantities of herbs rich in Mr. James Brownson made a sweep-' Teveririn ovar any one—nobita T ghores and on the mountatn tope many | chloride, and the Caucasians have to| o gegture with his right arm. The | | know of. T've dome my best general miles from the sea. N“WW: ‘n“l: TR e circle included a small group of men | |y These are probably negative vir- f::t::;‘ ::2;: ‘!:e: h:]“gzedm °* 3. great a liking, for their dalnty pinkand | gnq women arranged about the room, | tyes, but they're the best I have, all white or delicate brunette complex- balf a dozen people of varied ages and | descriptions. “It is the greatest event in a woman’s life—her marriage—so | you must not wonder at our delibera- | tion. You are thirty years of age, I| believe?” Wayne shifted in his chair. “Yes,” he said quietly. He was rather weary of the proceedings, al- | though, for the sake of the girl, he was willing to make certain conces- | sions to the claims and prejudices of | her family. “Yes, I arh thirty.” “Thirty! And what have you done | with yourself?” Mr. Brownson looked | at the young man squarely and aggres- sively. “Done?’ Wayne laughed a little. “Why, I think the principal thlng—{ yes, the greatest thing—I have done is to love your daughter!” He looked at the girl as he said it. | She was sitting very quietly next to \ her mother. Mr. Brownson went on without not- | ing the reply he had made, quite as if it were of too trivial a nature. “You are possessed of a large in- come. Fortunately, my daughter does | not require it; nor, at the same time, can we say you have ulterior motives in seeking her hand.” Wayne bowed. Mr. Brownson raised a protesting hand. “You love my daughter—good! But what have you done with your life? Thirty years of age, and what have you accomplished?” Wayne looked up frankly. “] don’t know of anything in par-| ticular,” he sald, “but I suppose I shall do something—perhaps.” “You have occupied your time prin- | cipally with frivolities and idleness!” | Mr. Brownson came out at last with his long-suppressed sentiment. He looked about him. “I have asked my sisters and brothers, and also Mrs. Brownson’s only living relatives, to hear this matter discussed. We are a serious family, Mr. Wayne—simple, serious people—and the marriage of my daughter—" ‘Wayne looked squarely into the eyes of his hoped-for father-in-law. “May I marry your daughter, Mr. Brownson?” Mr. Brownson fidgeted. “One moment, please,” he said mild- ly. “This 18 a serious question, and we are, as I sald before, serious peo- ple. You, as I take it, are not a seri- ous man. You spend your time upon your yacht, in travels of a useless nature, and in this country you race about in a somewhat criminal and reckless manner in your automobile. | Do you think it would be wise for a parent to trust his child to you?” The relatives nodded their heads and looked at their folded hands. Mrs. Brownson raised her handkerchief to her eyes. Wayne looked them all over, from | Brownson himself at the head, to the little fussing individual, a nervous | tion of 2,000 feet and two miles inland. aa M. Herron Grocery Co.’s N jons.—Philadelphia Record. thank the salt, for which they have u‘ / v v GROCERY - 17 EAST MAIN ST. q PN Al New Goods CASH ON DELIVERY fl] D. M. Castles, Mgr- 2N PH;E 418 BE%? i The Fmanc1al Crisis Over We are now in shape to give you the benefit of our Low Expenses. Let us wire your House and save you money, Lower Insur- ance, Cleanliness and Convenience are the results. T. L. CARDWELL Phone 397 With Lakeland Sheet Metal Works H#3ESPSEPPBEFOSEIPSSPPPPPID PEIDPPPEPPESOPPEPPPI eSS 4P SDPHBIIBOHHDHHISPDPSFDDDIES HHODIBDEGDDHDDESOOD Cash Sale To turn some of my Big Stock into money, I offer B O FPDOODHOHHHHISEHIHBS = ‘| aunt, at the end. He marveled that | @ & | Cicely could have come of such peo- @ ple. Certainly, she could not follow the bent of her pompous old father, nor vet that of her hysterical mother, | who was just now, he was certain, rev- eling in the thought of her child crushed under the wheel of his big white car, or drowned somewhere in the bottom of the sea. The others Some Bargains Sugar, Best Granulated, 18 pounds Swiit’s Premium Hams, per pound ......... Flour, 12 pound Sweet Rose Seli-Rising il 2 : S ae s were quite impossible. l‘luur, 24 pound Sweet Rose, Seli-Risir e e Mrs. Brownson began to cry and | Flour, 98 pounds Sweet Rose Seli-Rising .. ........ audibly. 3 3 g g ™ Mr . Flour, 24 pounds Snow's Hobby : .. han;nn;\llers. n:r:\\'r?:::::gnnxlszg thh‘:’ Flour, 98 pounds Snow's Hobby Meal and Grits, 11 pounds for . Cracker Boy and T. M. Cofice .. Arbuckle Lnllu 2 pounds for Green Coffee Lwod Grade, 6 pounds for Rumiord Baking Powder, 1 pound cans .. Royal Baking Powder, 1 ]m\nld B \\ mlmmul Lur«l hand; but she knew it was there, for she instantly ceased. “Cicely, what have you to say?” The girl had been looking quietly at the tips of her fingers. Now, she changed her line of vision until it reached the eyes of her father. “I love him.” She said it simply and without the slightest trace of emotlon or hysteria. It was something quite settled in her , mind, and all the family councils BESHBIEIESHEHEE DEDIDIBIHIEDIHEHIHES § Lenox, 13 hars 50€, 31 for (;rznhlmu Washing Powders, 15 for ...... v Pet or Van Camp Cream, large, per dozen ... B looked at her gratefully. | them all, loving Cicely.” + Mr. Brownson shot up from his seat | cial for my country. 3 l_‘_u or _\';m Camp Cream baby, per dozen 3 shu(r‘:l(;:‘] "‘.OY\J!:M?T:‘:\::& ;‘o‘z\r'ged q‘: ]}“It v"]t‘: l\"-‘h‘ ‘]H:l_‘l 10 1-2 ]mHnlL e The relatives raised their eyebrows ¢ omatoes, 2 potnd size, per dozen ... i and thought Cicely showed a certain % Argo-Sulmon, per can ... svssssana vesnne ! lack of niceness in her frank avowal. | % 13c tall Salmon, per can . R AR “Mother, you married father!"” - 4 “atsups, Durt Olney and Van Camps’ | “What do you mean?” | = nia Table Peaches, High Grade, can . “Every one marries, and I don't see & nd Apple Jelly, 3 glasses . why Jack’s motor and his yacht but the biggest and the greatest ol| The relatives looked at each other gingerly. The maiden aunt felt some- what shocked. Mr. Brownson felt the | responsiveness of the circle. “That is very well,” he breathed | heavily, “but we are a serious family, and negative virtue is too—well, too negative—quite too much in the ab- stract to satisfy.” “Then, what I need is seriousness of purpose’” “Exactly!” Mr. Brownson joined his finger-tips. | Two of the relatives coughed. Mrs. Brownson gurgled. The girl looked at Wayne and smiled. The man instant- ly forgot the othera and quickly start- ed to his feet. Clcely alone was there, and she was smiling at him. She was his love and his heart’s desire. She | was the most that the world might give to him. He loved her, and that was enough for him to know. She loved him, and there was nothing else for him to know. He started to the center of the room. The girl rose and met him. in amazement. Mrs. pared for further tears. leaned back and waited. “What does this mean?” Mr. Brown- son's voice hit the note of tragedy. “Do you intend to steal her from | me?” Indignation mingled with the tragic. “This is too much. We are a serious family. You are simply an idle man of the world. We have noth- ing in common. The conference is over.” Mrs. Brownson decided there were to be no tears. The relatives rose with her. “The conference I8 decidedly over!” Mr. Brownson loftily repeated. “Father!” The girl gave a little cry. “Father!” Mr. Brownson paused at the agony in his child’s cry. Mrs. Brownson again raised her handkerchief. The others made way for a scene. “I don't see why you are all this way!” The girl choked a little. “I Brownson pre- The relatives the capacious trunk ehe was unpack- ing, shook out & dainty blue bathing suit. “How dpes this strike you, Aunt 1a?” she esked, holdirg the gar ot against her siim fl‘ure, and look- fng across the room Wwith prim lips but eyes dancing with mischief. WE DO NOT BELIEVE that the good people of Fo;. ida realize that there are right now in our State Hundregs of little children in real need—some absolutely homeless—. \ Must Little Homeless The elderly woman in & rooking chatr by the window stared critically. “It some pleces were sewed on top and bottom, tt\d look tolerably like & drees,” she commented. *Why, there’s more to it than to most of the bathing suits worn on the beach this summer,” laughed Win- ifred. “Do you mean to tell me you've bees wearing thet thing, every day, right afore all those folke? Winitred Bow- ers,fP'm ashzamed of you!"” ~“Put you won't mind it T put it on agalm today, where there's nobody to pee? TIll even eneak out by way ot the back door, Aunt Priscilla.” Halt an hour later Winifred was making her way across the ficlds that separated her aunt's garden from the sea. She must travel a quarter of a mile to reach the little old bathing house which was one of a few that dotted the lonely shore. | Stepping from the doorway after having attired herself for her gwim, Winifred paused to look over tha autumnal scene. | After the way I've been besleged all | summer—oh, 1 could shout for joy al‘ the very bigness of it all.” | But Winifred was not alone even thers. Coming down the winding path that led fromn the lighthouse, & man stopped as he caught sight of the solitary figure on the beach be- yond. “There's one of the natives fn | bathing,” he reflected, shifting the | small camera he was carrying. | wonder 1t 1 could get her for a type?” i He hesitated; then made his way | uuuousiy behind the scrubby growth | ‘ until he reached a point of vantage.| The girl on the sands was blissfully unconsciqus. When Winifred reappeared after her | swim, there was no ome else on the beach. Rested and rejuvenated by her briet sojourn fu the little old-fashioned vil- lage, Winifred Bowers appeared among her town friends. Wonder ing eomments and compliments greet: | “Isn't it good to be really alome! | ! | i love him, and he is worthy of more than I can give him. Yes, he is. He's better than any of us. He's always doing something for people—poor peo- ple. I know. Jack, you know I love you, and my father can never change me!” Mr. Brownson coughed. From the resultant sound it would seem that the cough was uncalled for. “That will do, Cicely; that will do. A last word, perhaps, may be neces- sary, and 1 would suggest that it be made in private. Jennie, all of us. We shall go up to the library. We shall discuss Mr. Wayne's—philan- thropy alone. “Cicely, you will go to your room. Mr. Wayne, you may remain here, or decision.” Brownson gathered his forces and left the room. Half an hour later he returned | again, leading the line. there awaiting them. Cicely was be- | side him. From all appearances, they had never left the room. Mr. Brownson looked at the girl in some astonishment. “Cicely, what does this mean? 1 thought I sent you to your room. Mr. ‘Wayne, have you taken undue advan- tage?” ‘Wanye spoke very quickly. “It means, Mr. Brownson, that T am a serious man myself. I should say— perhaps I am. love for Cicely was serious enough. She agrees with me in the matter. I won't apologize for my thirty years, even if I haven’t done anything spe- I haven't built bridges, nor have I operated street railways. But 1 have done one big | thing in loving your daughter. thing else. DBut—" He paused and went nearer to the | girl and took her hand. Mr. Brown- son shook as if a spasm had sudden- ly seized him. Mrs. Brownson and | the others took their cue and imme- | Giately entered upen a wild consterna- tion. “Enough of this! Enough—enough!” Mr. Brownson was livid. “You have no purpose in life, no—" | < | should be placed between us.” i| Mr. Brownson looked with gasping astonishment at his child. first time she had ever asserted her- self. “Cicely.” he got out, “do you realize what you are saying g that you are qu parent? Are vou our filial duty? My dear 1 must apologize for my daughter. Sh not know her own at score as well, th you. Nbo, no, it but what, as I aske have you ¢ « us tips, 15¢ ¢s, 1 pound pac 1 Grade, No. 2 Maine, New Violet le (Victory), 11 Pork and 1-\ cans for ... me, vyour e can- pas before thirty years'’ years, and t W - My line of Groceries is i - varied. Call to see, or Phone 193. Yours for service D. B. DICKSON He was almost nervous. Cice father was her father, and, sin he was, he was worthy of some consid- eration; but, despite the fact, he found the Desto of that consideration rather difficult. He thought him an % vy gilized specimen of the race. swift review. He rather fancied he bhad occupied them somewhat well “One thing I bave not done—" he 'benn. . #And that?™ Mg Brownson looked - - gmm#«a 2 It was the | nd A uron | tude of the “Serious, Mr. Brownson? 1 am— frightfully! To show you how really in earnest I am—how much in earn- est 1 have been, about Cicely, why, { when vou were gone, I took her out; and married her!” | Fox Terrier Model of Bravery. The effective the achievement of the Bloomingdale (N rich chased a gray fox to a hol Federal hill and killed it a perate encounter. All for- ‘vrn hopes look alike to the gay little white dog with the large brain and ghting jaw He has the elan of French s or, the cheerful pug- nacity ot the German and the forti- Russian. Unfortunatefy | for kim sometimes, he does not know | when he is beaten, and he is as eager to renew a conflict as to resent an in- sult | foreign to his temperament .as calcu- ! lation of the risks of an adventure. insufferable old codger, quite a (o.-‘ He never turns his back upon the and he never bullies His thirty years ran before him I | the weak. Brave to a fault is a de- scription that fits the fox terrier better | bristling enemy thau any of the human kind. return in half an hour for our final ! Wayne was i and express themselves in mystifying | I rather thought my “It has taken up so much of my' | ha 1 nabl. ny- could not possibly change her. Wayne | tng shaL ¥ couliin Y rohad y.do any: valor of the fox ter-' | rier against odds is again proven by If of the true breed, fear is as od her from ell sides. “How did you mnage {t—after such [y ltmnoLlenon * asked one of her {nffmafe friends. “You'Te Tooking as fresh as the proverbial dalsy, while the rest of us are ponlllvely Jaded and festivities begin.” “I feel equal to anything,” laughed Winitred. “And, by the way, here! are tickets for a photographic exhibit. | A friend of Jack's—a Mr. Calrd, from Philadelphia, is the star artist. You know Jack's a camera flend, and he's also a member of the society; so I'll have to take this in." “You mean at the Institute gallery? Why, everybody's going. Let's drop in this afterncon.” |% the photographic exhibit together. . : attitude of her friends. greet her; look at her with varying . degrees of suspicion or nmusomem.“ terms. 2 They passed into the alcove where | there was a neatly arranged collec- | tion of snapshot pictures. A group of |¢ acquaintances were halted before the gem of the collection and each one | eyed Winifred curtously as she ap- proached. There was a young girl with outstretched arms and hair tessed to ! the breeze. Her supple form showed gracefully against the background of sea and sky, and her features were radiantly distinct tn the morning sun- shine. A title was glven—"A Native Type.” For a moment Winifred gfood tranefixed before the betraying photo- graph. The next instant Dunstan Caird, the | | artist, was arrested at the head of the i stairway by a whirlwind vision. A | feminine voice was challenging him. | It\en in that moment, Winifred saw 5 that the man had the appearance of a | | gentleman and was in fact, puzlledv at her attack. “l am Miss Bowers. You have my | picture on exhibition. How dare you | make a laughing stock of me?" “Why, I—I never—" began the am tist, but Winifred flashed out anew. | “It is my picture. I remember that i day well. You must have been spying | somewhere around. It must be re moved at once, Mr. Caird” “The plcture shall come down at once,” he declared. “I cannot teli you how sorry I am for my biunder.” hree months lntera b { woman smarth i end furs posed o | an artist from Philadelph (. | “This 18 for my 'Vrlvm collection,” | remarked Dunsian Caird { a fitting title, Wirn d the g attve Ty ‘Winifred mum\unl] the sf words she was caught in loving embrace; and their la mingled joyously. But t etr engagement had bee Study the Child, Many of the supposed harmful de- gires and tendencles of childhood are to be not opposed and suppressed, but wisely guarded and exercised. There are in truth natural and netessary fac. tors of a continuous personal growth and experience, and it ¥ only odr ig- ‘ngnnno which hinders or prescribes normal development. The un- consclous crimes of parents agalnst | their own children constitute a terri- ble list which rises up in candemu tion of parental ignorance, stuple” and inhumanity.~Exchange, will have to rest up before the winter ¢ The two young women appeared at = < From the first, Winifred was uneasily |, With this, the head of the clan | consclous of something strange in the They would hat just must be cared for. We feel sure—that they do not know that there are hyy. dreds of worthy mothers in Florida who are just struggling to keep their little ones alive—and at home. We just cannot believe—that with these facts true—;pg every orphanage in Florida crowded to the doors—that the people of Ilorida w ill let our great work which has cares for 850 of these little ones this year alone—go down for lack of funds to keep it up. 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