Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 19, 1915, Page 8

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THE EVENINU TELEGRAM 1 AR ELAND, FLA,, JAN. 19, 1915, IS ALL OVER People came, they saw, they wrote their friends, It certainly i one great sale, and only a few more days, then The prices are cut as The goods are going, cash is they telephoned the neighbors. the sale will be over. never before. coming. A sale with a reason and purpose. Come people. ONE LOT MEN'S SHOES. Gun metal, Patent, Tan, $4.00 and $5.00 Values ONE LOT BOYS SHOE $3.00 Values $1.68 2.00 and ONE LOT MEN'S WORK $4.00 and $4.50 Values SHOES, 500 PAIRS LADIES' SHOES and $5.00 Values TETIW 3HHFEEHLHIEEIEEE T ebSIILTEISELIHHE SPECIAL LOT PATVCEOTH $2.69 ENTRA LADIES 200 PAIRS rOPS, $3.00 Val. LOT MISSES' SHOES, \alues $1.48 \DIES $3.00 \ LOT 4 alues $2.9 Everybody is Coming Nutton-Harris Shoe ()0. Prices talk now! VALLEY OF SHADOW By JOHN JORDAN. 1 ! (Copyright.) { The tramp drew his thin coat closer the snow, though shallow, was too heavy for speed, and he soon droppeu back to his former plodding gait. very tired, very cold, and very hungry —too worn out even to speculate fur- ther on the madness that had brought him to this bleak New England coun- try in the depths of winter, breaking the habit that for years had annually whitened the fields. His perilous situ- ation was enough to occupy his numbed brain, without troubling with gotten into it. some familiar object. / tain as to his : xuct location, but he even twenty years could have obliter ated all the ol landmarks. Yet, af- ter all, twenty years wos a long time. Perhaps it was foolish of him to | come home after twenty years and | hope to find anything familiar. The | population, he knew, had greatly changed in that time, the old-time | Yankee stock giving place to French- | Canadian immigrants. The old-time houses must have sunk into ruins. Fields must have grown into woods, and woods have been been cleared to enable their owners to wring a living from their stony but fallow soil. What right had he to hope that the old home or the old home-folks still ex- isted? Probably he would not know the place when he saw it. Fool that he had been to come! Once more he raised his head, bent for shelter from the cutting wind. This time he saw something familiar —a graveyard with tottering head- stones rising from the white mantle that wrapped the mounds above which they stood. Sharply he drew his breath. He had forgotten the immortality of death —forgotten that its symbols persisted where those of life had perished. For a moment he stood stock-still, hesitating. He knew where he was now! His father’s place was half a mile straight ahead. Half that distance, facing on a cross-road, was Mary's home; he could reach it by a short cut through the cemetery. Just around the field yonder lay the well-remembered swimming-hole. He must have passed the old church with- out seeing it; perhaps it had been torn down. As he stared, a longing came upon him to read the ancient news cut or painted on the silent monitors before him. Why should he go on—why should he seek among the living for those whom he might find numbered among the dead? The presence, or even the absence, of a eingle name there would tell him much! round him and tried to hurry on; but | | It was growing late, and he was sent him South with his fellow tramps | long before the first flurry of snow , bootless thoughts as to how he had | Anxiously he looked round, seeking | He was uncer- | had once known all the region well, and it seemed scarcely probable that | | by sin. But I Was mot guilty. Ah, | God! Not guilty—not guilty!” “I know it!” Like a great cathedral chime her voice rang out. “l know it—I have always known it! And all { know it—now!” “Now?" “Yes! All know it! Father, moth- | er, friends—all. All know, and wait | ! to welcome you. Fear not, beloved! | | To you much shall be forgiven, for you have suffered much. Fear mot! Forget! And rest!” R TR AR S e Bright shone the morning sun, re- | flected with intolerable brilliancy from the universal carpet of snow. Each tree and bush, and each individual twig and blade of grass, firetouched, coruscated in the crystal air. Two men were making their way across the ‘leld toward the old house. “This it is,” said one, pointing. “It is in pretty bad repair, as you see. Nobody has lived in it for fifteen years—not since Miss Mary died. She was the last of her family; there wasn't any one left even to pay for a headstone over her grave in the ceme- tery yonder. The place was sold for taxes, and has been horribly neglect- ed, but if you buy it, you can get good value out of it yet.” As the two men turped in at the gate, the stranger pointed to the ground. “Look!” he ejaculaied. have been here recently—since snow stopped!” The other glanced at the tracks. “Somebody taking refuge from the storm, 1 guess,’ he answered care- lessly, as he followed the footprints up the path to the porch. “Hallo!” he continued. “Here's an- other set of tracks—a woman’s, too, judging from their size and shape. She seems to have come out of the house to meet the man and to have helped him in. Who can she have been?"” | “Somebody staying in-the house?” | suggested the other. The agent shook his head. | “Nobody's got a right to be here,” | he answered. He stepped back and stared at the house. | I don't like it!"” he went on. “‘Just wait a minute.” Turning away, he made a complete circuit round the building and came | back to his companion. “They are here yet, whoever they are!” he de-} clared. “There are no tracks leading | away anywhere. Come! Let's go in!" ! The door swung open to a touch. The sun, streaming through broken panes and cobwebbed windows, threw a light, dim indeed, yet strong enough to show something that lay cold and still upon the floor beside the swept and empty fireplace. The would-be purchaser down pityingly. “Here's a man—poor devil,” he re- marked. “Now, where's the woman?” | But they never found her! ‘Some men the looked | Salt and Microbes. The fact that salt is so useful in | keeping meats and other foods from ! spoiling has led to a widespread beliet | that it is fatal to all microbes. As matter of strict scientific fact, how- |* ever, this is a serious mistake. The bacilli which cause tuberculo- sis, typhus fever and other diseases Yet, it was very cold and was grow- | ¢an be kept in strong brine for scv- Sl ing dark. He must find shelter soon. With sudden resolution he turned aside and made his way across the ditch that bordered the road, climbed through a gap in the decrepit fence, and entered the graveyard. From headstone to headstone he wandered, reading by the fading light the names, the dates, the foolish dog- gerel that spoke of loving hearts. Most of them were old; the most recent was dated five years back. But the names were all familiar. Many of them were those of men and women he had known. Father, mother, sister, friends, lay side by side, mingled with tiny slabs bearing names familiar, yet unknown. One name alone which he sought was missing. When it had grown too dark to see, he paused and stared toward the patch of woods behind which Mary's house had stood. It was useless for him to go on home; the records he had scanned had shown him that home could be home no more. name was not among them; perhal The fence on the other side of the graveyard was more difficult to climb than had been that where he had en- tered, but he got over somehow and set off across the fleld, reeling as he walked. His feet were leaden: he lifted and set them down without feeling the clogging snow. But his heart had sud- denly lightened. He no longer doubted. Instinctively he knew what he would find bchind the trees, and he was not surprised when he passed through them and saw the house standing just as he remembered it, with cheerful ! windows gleaming brightly across the ‘ snow. | On he stumbled up the well-rememn- | bered path, past fantastic snow-laden | shrubs and gnarly fruit trees to the | wide, welcoming steps. As he mount- | ed them the door opened, letting out | aft of firelight. 1 the threshold, she stood. arms extended wide. | ank! Frank last! At . b s0 long With nis way ! to hes trod dro he down 1 " she ed! cried. “At high-stepping cross boards yet again: eyl A | Lovingly her eyes shone upon Gir | “Who else?” she asked soi Who | else? | T knew you would come—aud I wait- ed.” Laurier's eyes were growing heavy. | Privation and cold were teiling on him. “Mary,” he gasped, “I want you to know! I was not gullty—not guilty! I have done much that I should not since that dreadful day. i have wrecked and ruined my life; I am ~ld before wmy time, worn out by weakness But Mary's - | | | i Have I aot waited here always? | eral weeks without suffering any dam- age. Not only does the salt fail to kill them, but it even seems to make ' - them thrive all the better. | & If salt were really fatal to microbes our bodies ought to be practically im- mune to their attacks, for every of human blood contains a co able percentage of salt. well known, this salt does not prevent microbes of disease from obtaining a foothold in our bodies and multipl ing there under proper conditions. er Insects a Delicacy. In Algeria, Madagascar and north. made by boiling them in water, as you would chestnuts, and salting them or | adding any seasoning desired. The | Jews and Arabs of eastern Europe grind up various insects, bake them into cakes, roast them in butter, crush them with dates, figs or various | cheeses, not to speak of more ways than a Japanese knows how to use rice. In Russia the insects used for food ure smoked and kept just as fish | | are kept. The legs and wings are | broken off, and the insects proper are cooked, fried, stewed, fricasseed, boiled, broiled, roasted, toasted and! prepared in a score of other ways for | the table. Formation of California Coast. The geologists tell us a strange story of the Califoraia coast. Ages ago fts mountain peaks, mere reefs in a great expanse of sea, rose to such a height that Santa Barbara channel was a vast valley over which roamed the | elephant, camel, lion, saber-tooth: tiger and other animals whese fo remains are scattercd over the try and some of which the islands Then the coun are found on . You have been | | tion of 2,0 Fox Te The rier s the ack € v (N. J)) dog whict into a hole in Feq after a d A | lorn hope { white dog wit | the fighting the French | nacity of t tude of the Ru for him sometimes, he does not l when he is beaten, and he is as eager | to renew a conflict as to resent ap | sult. If of the true breed, fear ie 5 foreign to his temperament as el -s lation of the risks of an fldve,;;‘.‘c: He never turns his back uprm“‘tl;:- bristling enemy apg s be never buny the weak. Brave to fault is g ::‘ scription that fits the tox terrjer better know than"any of the human kind. g trop | - But, as is . ern Africa a simple dish of insects is ' Must Little Homelesg Children Suffer In Florida? WE DO NOT BELIEVE that the good people oi Fg;. that there are right now in our State Hundregs real need—some absolutely homeless. ida resiize I of little children in that just must be cared for. We feel sure—that they do not know that there are hyp. worthy mothers in Florida who are just struggling dreds of : little ones alive—and at home. to keep their We just cannot believe—that with these facts true—gng every ) in Florida crowded to the doors— the ole of Florida will let our great work which has careq or 850 of these little ones this year alone—go down for of funds to keep it up. Your immediate help—is qreayl; eded—richt now—Please send what you can to-day—y, Covington, Treasurer of The Children’s Home Society of Florida Florida's Greatest Charity JACKSONVILLE, FL4 anag 161 St. jJames Bldg. RIVALING THE SUN in fire and brilliancy is the tion of old mine diamonds show cases. Come and dazzling beauty. There are p diamond studded bracelets watches, sunbursts, brazelets g many other articles of ty adornment. There are gems ;.1 ery size and of every price. Gy tee with each of course. A pleasure to show gi ods, Cole & Hull Jewelers and Optomet; “sts, Lakeg OPENS &l_turday, Jan. 23d Everything in the Store at a WAR PRICE Lower Prices on Ford Cars) Effective August 1st, 1914 to Augustist,' 1015 and guaranteed against any reduction during that time, A i {108 that time. All cars tully equipped Runabout Touring Car .. .. Town Car... ... ...690 : ‘Buxgrs to Share in Profits b retail buyers of new Ford cars from 1st, 1914 to August 1st, 1915 will in the profits of the company to the T:‘ o 300 per car, on each car FROV !_l_)]".i): we sell and de- new Ford cars during that pe- K vs for particulars FORL MOTOR COMPANY =~ 2 Lakete v C: ‘and Auto and Supply Co. VLK COUNTY AGENTS. \s n L PH. FISCHER & ESTABLISHED SINCE 1894 'lr,'u]-pml with Modern Elect chinery we are able to do your R at Short Notice. We use Best 2 2ntee all Work at Satisfactory Prices. of Alsoafine line of RATTLESN a ALLIGAT BELTS. POCKETBOOKS, Shecs, Haog pos. o Work Called for and Delivered cel Post charges one way, on amounting to $1.00 or over PH. FISCHER & SON . 111 South Florida Avenue, Phone 401 S bbbt We pay Par

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