Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 26, 1915, Page 2

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Under it the little cabin cowered like a beaten hound—even the three shadows within looming gro- < tesquely backward from the fireplace, shrinking and flaring fitfully as the eddying flame sprang upward and strung itself like rubies on threads of cobweb swaying from the blackened rafters. Between crashes of deafening thun- der two of the shadows talked dogged- ly and persistently. “Yes, Steve,” said one, lifting his | shrewd, calculating features in a vain endeavor to suck into life his neg- lected pipe, “yuh ricollict whut I told yuh last time yuh ast fer Retta-May. i Conditions is jist th’ same now, and allus will be. “Cur'us, Steve, yuh kain’t remember that old Tke Pedigrew don’t say things fer th’ fun of hit. Twenty year I be'n wantin’ that north forty. Yer daddy and I fit hand tuh hand over hit; but he died a year too soon. Lived, an’ I'd & had him. Reckon I've got yuh, Steve, instid—fer hit's that north forty, er no Retta-May.” “They ain’t no jestice in hit, Ike,” cried the young man hotly. “Hit's plum’ robbery. How’'m I goin’ to take keer o' Retta ef I give up the only part o' my land that’s wuth workin'?* “I hain’t astin’ yuh to take keer on her; jest tuh figger on that land with me. Ef thar's iny other way tuh éo hit, so much the better, fer I've got other plans for Retta-May. Not that hit hain’t fitten fer her tuh bring me somethin’ fer her raisin’, as her sisters never done. “They was saller and skinny; but, land, look at Retta-May; Blue and peenk and gold—slim and straight; strong as a young pant'er. Ef she hain’t wuth more tuh yuh than the north forty, why, yuh don't hev tuh take her—that’s all.”. There was a sudden, flerce outburst of the storm, as if the very prince of demons had broken loose; and under its clutching hand the stanch little in from the sill-less door, and the girl rose silently to sweep back the flood and block its further entrance with an old ragged coat. “*Tain’t jest, Tke,” fumed the young man when at last he could make him- selt heard. “Yuh know there’s coal and mebbe gas on that pasterridge. and that I'm ralsin’ money tuh work hit. Yuh think I dldn’t see yuh with that passel o' prospectors from Little Rock, but I did. And hit's mine, Tke Pedigrew, and I don't 'low tuh give hit up. I 'low tuh dress Retta like a queen when I builds her a new house up under that bunch o' pine!” “Well, Steve,” answered the old man provokingly, slowly sucking at his re- lighted pipe, “I reckon hit'll turn out by y'ur bufldin’ one on stilts for her over on the south forty under them elms. Reckon yuh'll hev tuh raise rice tuh keep her, fer I'm goin’ tuh hev that north forty—that, er she marries ! Jake Dempsey. ELAND, FLA., JAN. 26, 1915. - “Hadn’t we better fix this door first, ‘ Ike?” said the young man, regarding with suspicion the black stream seep- ing through Retta’s barrier. “Looks like we’d be swamped perty soon.” “Hain’t nuthin’ we kin do but let the waler run out again. Does that ever’ time hit rains. Hain't never be'n swamped yit. Retta-May, climb onto that bench and tuck yer feet under yuh. Now, Steve, write hit in that 1 gits y’ur north forty as divided from the south forty by Big Rock and Sen- tinel Gum Tree. Hain't no mistakin’ that way o' puttin’ hit. Everythin’ north's mine — everythin’ south’s your'n. Write hit in, Steve—write hit in!” Standing almost ankle-deep in wa- ter, the young man bent over the rude table and gravely wrote the document as directed. As he handed it to Pedigrew the cabin tilted sickeningly forward, there was a gurgling inrush of the foamy flood, and the fire went out quickly with a strong smell of wet ashes. They were in total darkness. “Retta,” shouted Stephen, groping for her in the blackness. “Retta, Ret- tal” There was a gasping cry from among the huddled furniture as the cabin righted itself with a hissing outpour of water, and then sprang sidewise like a chunk of driftwood in a whirl- pool; and in a moment he held the girl’'s dripping, shaking form tightly with one arm while he braced his back against the heaving side of the rough wall and spread a protecting hand over the silk of her hair. Any minute something might drop upon them—some awful thing reach out of the hideous melee of sound. They could hear the old man blun- dering and sputtering furiously among the shifting debris. They could hear the grinding and tearing of rock and tree—the continuous swirl and roar of angry water bearing them jerkily along in the awful gloom. Occasionally a red flare of lightning showed them the cabin’s wild interior, with objects heaped grotesquely against the fireplace. By one such flash the old man made his way over to Stephen and Retta. “Devil's own night, this!” he shout- ed angrily. “Be’'n hyar nigh on to twenty year, and never did see no sich goin’s on before. I'll bet we're in the river right now, goin’ south like thun- der.” So he punctuated the awful uncer- Finally, after what seemed an eternity of tipping and whirling none could guess whither, they felt the cab- in settle firmly and remain at anchor. The storm rested, and through the broken shutters filtered the grateful 1light of the coming dawn. Righting the obstructing furniture, they made their way through the slimy mud to the door. Pulling it wide on its sagging hinges, they looked out on a scene that drew a sharp cry of wonder from the young couple and a yell of consternation from the thwarted old schemer. They were south of Big Rock and Sentinel Gum Tree, on a firm, root- bound clump that had washed safely out into the stream and worked its way to & quiet inlet in the water side of the south forty. The two valuable pastures were no- where to be seen. Undermined and crumbled by the wearing flood of cen- turies, they had melted and spread use- FISHING IS FINE! Fish are plentiful, and nothing is sport than catching a big string of better Perch, or better yet, in landing a big Trout! Our Spring Stock of Tackle has just been placed on display. Look it over. Some New Minnows that Trout CAN'T RESIST Reels Reels Hooks Lines Model Hardware Co. Phone No. 340 * “I'am golng to visit Jimmy's peo- ple,” Esther told Barney. “I expect to be frighttully homesick.” “I'd hate to think you wouldn't be,” Barney said frankly, “but you may as well become accustomed to the new life you are about to enter. I am go- ing to miss you ten times more be- cause I have only Billy and Bobs left to chum with.” ‘When, two weeks later she was com- fortably ensconced in the beautiful home of her betrothed and made to feel one of the family, Esther felt for the first time that she was really engaged to marry Jimmy Carter. The entire change of life, the dressing for dinner and the servants behind one’s chair and all the formalities of a well-regulated household brought Es- ther to a sense of responsibility hith- erto unknown to her. “Jimmy,” Esther said, “I cannot mar- ry you. My soul it back in the coune try. I feel like a prisoner beating the stone walls for freedom.” He took her hand within his own and slipped the ring from her finger. “I will have this made into a pen- dant, and when you wear it just re- member that I loved you deeply enough to set you free.” He did not look into Esther’s eyes, but turned away toward the cur- tained window and stood there look- ing out over the city streets. Jimmy was not seeing anything out there. Instead, he was looking forward to a few years distant when he would have erased the vision of Esther from his life thoughts. The blankness brought a heavy sigh from his lips and he closed his eyes. 3 He opened them because Esther had slipped over to his side and her head drooped softly onto his shoulder. She was weeping nervously and Jimmy’s | arms swept comfortingly about her. “Never mind, little girl,” he said. “It was my own fault for being so conceited as to imagine I could take C. E. TODD, Mgr. .. MAIN ST. and FLORIDA AVE. 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Dark streams of rain crawled \:fln‘y "::: :l_e SATANINRLY “Dont make much difference tuh | jeeq1y ynder the furious yellow stream, me. Jake oftered me mighty nigh:as | gpg over their coal and gas the water good a forty, and a fine Jersey COW | rygheq and foamed and swirled; while, throwed in. Reckon I'd ruther hev Jake fer relation—he hain't so blamed | obstinate.” Pedigrew laughed disagreeably, and bent to throw on another log. “Reckon yuh see how hit is, Steve, he went on, after he had gone to stuff up a broken shutter and stop the swinl of red embers that enveloped them for a breathless moment. “Y'ur mnorth forty and mine bumps heads at a mighty convenient bend in the river. Now, whin I git busy with them com- modities that natur has packed fin thar, T kin mighty easy make use o' nature’s waterway tuh pack 'em off tuh companies that needs ‘em. Reck- |on old man Pedigrew won't be a rich | man then—no, I reckon not!” “Whut ef Retta and I takes things ! in our own hands, Tke? Whut ef—" “I tell yuh, Steve, whut ef. Retta- May'll marry Jake Dempsey in the mawnin’, jist as soon’s hit is good and light. Ast him and Jestice Potter over to witness the windin' up—be handy tuh hev 'em inyway the cat jumps. *Nother thing, Retta-May hain’t her own boes by two year and then some. Retta-May hain’t be'n outen this yard sense yuh an’ I tangled up in this deal. Guess 1 hold the whup-hand, Steve.” The young man dropped his face in his hands and sat for some time in deep thought. The roaring light sprang rudely over his dark head, over the old man’s hard, shrewd eyes, and the girl's beauty. Around them roared and wailed and crashed the tireless fury of the storm. Finally Stephen Martin sprang erect, a brave resolve in his deep-set gray eyes. “T'1l give her up, Ike,” he sald, husk- fly. “T'd ruther she married some one ) as has plenty then tuh gooutinto the world empty-handed with me. Heaven knows I'd ruther do without her than tuh see her eyes grow hopeless and her form thin and bent like her moth- er's and mine.” “Stop!” cried the girl suddenly, with blazing eyes. “Yuh don't never leave hyer ‘thout me. Leave him hev the old north forty. I'd ruther hev yuh than Jake ef he was made o gold. As soon as hit's light we'll walk outen hyar and leave pappy with his money Yuh'll hev tuh do hit, Stephen,” she ‘went on, with her excited ayes on his | troubled face, “ ‘cause I'll go inyways of ened. Still her eyes commanded him, and he answered hesitatingly: “The north forty's yourn, Ike, and Retta's mine.” “Retta-May, yuh're a fool” gropled her fathor with well-assumed dissatis- faction. “Yuh'll wear rags yit. Reok- on we'd better put this deal In writin' | 101 here ala’) 2o wee freed from its pentup, film-covered pools, Stephen Martin's southland lay green and smiling on the ridges—rich- 1y, muckily black where the deeps caught the rosy morning light. Amazed at the miracle wrought over- night by the storm and the freakish river, the trio stood, silently gasing from the cabin door. Finally the old man spoke: “Well, Steve,” he sald matter-of-fact- 1y, “’tain't whut I expected, but 'tis as ‘tis, and I hain't goin' tuh squeal about hit. 1 reckon the parson’ll do as well as the jestioe, the way things has turned out, *sides bein’ a sight nearer, lessen h ashed away. “Hurry up breakfast, Retty-May— I'm mighty nigh starved to death!" ' Old-Time Warfare. Naval guns possessed no sights at the beginning of the last century. A line was scored on each gun in order to assist the aim, but, being of thicker metal near the breech than the muzzle, the line did not even rep- resent the axis of the gun. Just before the battle of Copen- hagen, Nelson was asked if he would interview an inventor who wished to demonstrate before him the value of a simple form of sights that would en- able the gunner to hit accurately an object at a distance. “If the person comes,” said the great little man, “I shall, of course, look at it, or be happy, it necessary, to use it. But I hope we shall be able, as usual, to get so close to our enemies that our shot cannot miss the object.”—Answers. BARNEY, BILLY AND B0BS By DOROTHY DOUGLAS. (Copyright, 1914, by the McClure Newspa- per Syndicate.) Esther had always known Barney and Billy and Bobs. She could not remember a day when they had not been a part of her life, although she did not recognize them as a vital He her that filled your former life — your family, the beautiful country as well as Barney, Billy and Bobs.” In spite of himeelf a slight spasm of pain shot over Jimmy. It was difficult to realize that Esther might some day belong to another man. Esther’s sobs ceased suddenly and she looked wonderingly up at Jimmy. For the first time in her life Barney, as a possible lover, had been s sted to her. The thought sent a wave of hot color over her cheeks and Jimmy released her from his arms. “After all, Esther,” he said as an added consideration, “I am going to ask you to wear this ring just until you are on the train going home. Parents are bound to blame the other fellow in a case like this and my parents are only human. I would rather not have them know — until you are gone. Do you mind?” Esther was trembling violently and Jimmy only drew her tenderly into his arms, so that he seemed to be holding her against a world of emo- tions. Manlike, he smoothed back the soft hair from her brow and planted a kiss there. “I would rather lve in a prison all my life,” she said, brokenly, “than to live apart from you.” She looked up and smiled contentedly. Story With a Moral. Mrs. Duck was waddling along the river bank one day, when she met Mrs. Giraffe. Putting her head on one side, she said: “Good morning, Mrs. Giraffe, I hope you are well.” “Just as well as you are, down on the ground,” replied Mrs. Giraffe. “Who's down on the ground,” asked Mrs. Duck. “You are,” replied Mrs. Giraffe, “and you annoy me by speaking to me.” “Never mind,” answered Mrs. Duck; “I may be down on the ground, but I can see the little blades of grass com- ing up from the ground and the little flowers as they come into bloom. Humph! You are way up there among the trees, with your long legs and long neck I can swim, too, and you can't, 8o there!” And with that Mrs. Duck walked into the water and swam away. Mrs. Giraffe's head was so high it was near the limb of a tree on which sat a little bird. 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