Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 26, 1915, Page 6

| @img Towis Hot Talnel Then T fooked By ROBERT ausszu_ ' (Copyright.) Buzs-zs-zs! I yawned, stretched, glanced at the clock, and jumped hastily out of bed. It was nearly nine o'clock, and I had been awakened by the buzzer of our apartment. I was accustomed to being called in the morning by my mother, | and as she was away on this particular day, I had overslept. Scarcely awake, I slipped on my hathrobe and slippers, opened the door & bit, and received from the lad stand- ing there four suits of clothes that had been to the tailor's for rejuvenation. Blinking, I got the requisite two dol- lars from my pocketbook, paid the lad, sngd hurriedly made my toilet for the day, thinking meanwhile of the deli- cjous coffee and toast and boiled eggs which my mother was in the habit of preparing for me, and which I would pot get on this particular morning. But as it was so late when I was fipally ready for public appearance, I decided to wait till I had put in an ap- pearance at the office before break- fasting, and I went directly to the sub- way station near at hand. My hand in my change pocket, as I stood before the ticket window, suf- fered a shock. There was nothing there except four pennies and two keys. And I remembered well enough now that I had no bills. It was Saturday, and pay day, but that benefited me little, when I was here at One Hundred and Sixteenth street, and the office on lower Broad- way. 1 had given my last two dollars to the boy from the tailor shop, and now I had not enough money to get down town. If I had not been so sleepy when the lad had come with my clothes I would have remembered my unusual financial condition. Of course, I could walk down town, but that would take over two hours, and I was late as it was. Perhaps the ticket agent would lend me a penny, but I could not get myself to beg it of him, Of course, all sorts of ideas flashed through my mind, but each involved explaining my predicament to some- one. A flash from my ring gave me an inspiration. I would pawn it for my car fare and return that afternoon after I had received my pay and re- deem it. Across Morningside park, on Eighth avenue, I had noticed a place where the three golden balls gave promise of help to the needy. My aunt had sent me ten dollars [ about & week before, telling me to get , a ring for my birthday with the money, and the ring I now took oft was the | one I had procured. “How much do you want?” asked the proprietor. “Twenty-five cents,” I replied faint- He looked at me'a moment in ap- parent surprise. “Better take a dollar,” he replied. “It won't cost any more in interest.” “All right.” All I wanted to do was to get out of the shop as fast as possible. “Your name amd address?” he in- : quired, making out the ticket. I had not reckoned on this, and did not like the idea of having those facts | mine. Anyway, I wanted to get out of ! necessary sum. | will leave my real name and address, | ! study. at the ticket. The name there was not the one I had given. There was a ter- rlbla mistake somewhere. “That isn’t my ring!” I cried. “Mine was entirely different from that.” “This is a pretty good ring, how- ever,” smiled the man. Evidently he thought that I was bluffing. “But T want my own,” I remon- strated. The fellow turned away in disgust. “You presented this ticket,” he re- plied. “You can have the ring that ".hh calls for, and no other, if you pay the loan and interest. Take it or leave | 1t My mind worked rapidly. I must have a ring, and this was truly a beau- tiful one, much more valuable than mine. If there had been a mistake somewhere I would be much better off to have this one, for if the owner want- ed it back he would have to get mine for me. In some way the rings must have been exchanged, and I must have the | ticket belonging to the man who had | the place as quickly as I could. “All right,” I said, handing over the “Give me the ring. I and if anyone calls with a ticket that ' does not belong to him, und wants this ring back, I'll be only too glad to ex- change if he will pay the difference.” The transaction was completed, and I left the place with the dazzling thing on my finger. It was the most pecu- liar piece of jewelry I have ever seen. Eleanor and I had a very happy half hour together, but I was consumed with the desire to talk to her guardian and begged her to let me have it over with. She had admired the ring tre- mendously and expressed the opinion that it was very valuable. “I am going to leave you with uncle,” she said, as she led the way to his “It might be a little embar- rassing for me.” So she took me to the door of the old man’s den, introduced me to him and with a blush was gone. “lI am an outspoken man,” he said when we were alone, “and I do not be- lleve in beating about the bush. 1 know very little of you, sir, but Elea- inor i8 old enough to know her own i mind, and it seerps that she ha% mude it up most emphatically. Per! lpu am a bit of a sentimentalist, and there is but one thing I want to ask you.” He stopped a moment and looked me | straight in the eyes, his scrutiny in- tense. “I want to hear you say,” he contin- ued at last, “that you love Eleanor. 1 want you to put all the feeling you have in that statement, so that I may judge for myself just how deep that feeling 1s.” Now, if there was one thing I feit I could do, it was to tell of my love | for that girl. 1 moved to the table by which he sat. I presume that my eyes filled with tears. At any rate, I laid my hand on the table close to him, where the bright light from the lamp shone bril- liant. “I love—" I began. But he was looking at my eyes no longer. His head was bent. Suddenly he rose. “I know nothing of you,” he cried, and now he was quite a different sort of a person. “You may be an adven- turer—or worse.” Then his_voice rose to a shrill ery. on record in such a place, so I gave a | fictitious name and a false address. quaintance of mine say that he always did that. The man finished making his entry | in the book and on the ticket, and lald the latter on the counter while he got the money for me. I arrived at the office a little lftar I remembered now having heard an ac- : ST X o ST D I e DT HE BVENING TALRGRAM, LAK ELAND, FLA., JAN. 26, 1915, "Where did you get my ring—my ring that was stolen from me night be- fore last? Where did you get it?” His trembling finger was pointed at my hand, and I fear that my hand trembled. I was speechless, and my oonfusion was plain. He was trembling all over and I saw him press a button on the corner of the table. To save my life I could not speak. How could I explain the complicated circumstance? My glance fell to the “I—I—" I stammered. Then I heard him speak again, but not to me. “Jenkins,” he said to someone who had evidently answered his ring at the bell, “tell Miss Eleanor to please come here at once.” “Yes, sir,” I heard a voice. Suddenly I looked up. There before me in the doorway stood an old gentleman I had seen that morning in the pawn shop. He saw the ring. With a groan, the old fellow fell into & chair. It developed that he had stolen his master’s ring, pawned it and, in our nervousness, the tickets lying side by side, he had picked up mine and I his. I got my own ring the next day, and now have my own girl. WHEN HIS MOTHER CAME THE ELEVATOR MAN’S STORY. “You seem extra cheerful this morn- ing,” Bangworthy commented to the: elevator man, who was shooting him up to the sixteenth story. Huh!” chortled the elevator man, beaming. “Why shouldn’t 1? Just lvt worduw.mymt.herhcamluwm me.” The elevator man being fat, ud| faced and of grown-up years, | worthy looked a trifle bewildered. Yot | evidently from the manner in which | the news was delivered he was ex-| pected to strike an attitude of nton-l ishment and appreciation. | | “That so?” Bangworthy offered, vaguely. “Yep!” sald the elevator man. “She wrote she’d be here next Friday om, the train that gets in at ten o'clock. I'm going to get off and go meet her.” | “Hard to get away these days,” said | Bangworthy, idly. “Why don’t you ! . have your wife meet her?” The elevator man laughed hugely. , “Why,” he ckuckled, “my wife doesn 't Judge Scored on Lawyer. Two young attorneys were wrang- ling for a long time before Judge Knox of Virginia over a point of law. His ‘honor rendered his decision, and the sprig who had lost impudently remark- ed: “Your honor, there is a growing opinion that all the fools are not dead | yet.” “Certainly,” answered the court, with unrufled good humor, “I quite agree with you, Mr. B, and congratu- late you upon your healthy appear- ance.” “Home, Sweet Home.” It was dark and cold and the gaunt and leafless trees were swayed by fit- ful gusts of wind that spoke of com- ing rain. Plodding Pete and Weary Willle quickened their pace in order to reach a place of shelter ere the storm should overtake them. This sudden burst of energy seemed to excite con- versation. y “Wot's up with yer, Pete?” inquired Willie. “Yer look as if yer goin’ ter ery.” “I dunno,” was Pete’s reply. “I don't feel the joy o' livin’ like I used to. I've been thinkin’ o’ my wasted life, an’ I've got a sorter uneasy, homesick feelin’.” “Homesick!” broke in Willle. “Why, bless me, I believe that's wot both of us are sufferin’ from. We ain't nel- ther of us bin inside a jafl for close in three months now. ‘ave we?” uombination Dresses, For a girl who has to count pennies there are many combination frocks which are a eaving. Not long ago at a sale of odd lengths of summer fabrics, such an economist picked up a remnant of cotton crepe, a dollar quality being sold at halt price. Six yards made her a separate skirt and a bodice and overskirt combined to wear with the skirt like coat. Being separate, the dress launders well; be. ) Man. sides she aleo ran across some flow- ered voile with a border, also a rem- nant. Four yards of this was enough to make another separate belted-tun‘c for wear over the same crepe skirt, 20 (Pees) L) DA know my mother and my mother nev- er laid eyes on my wife. You see, I haven't seen my mother myselt for ten years—not since I came to Chi- 0 “Oh!” commented Bangworthy with aroused interest. “I see.” “Ten years,” mused the elevator man, forgetting to open the door. “Gee! That's a long time—not to see your mother. I hate to think of it! She never saw the two kids, either.” “I'll bet she thinks the boy looks like me!” grinned the elevator man to Bangworthy the next morning when he headed for Bangworthy's floor. “Who—what?” asked Bangworthy in bewilderment. The elevator man looked almost hurt. “Why, didn’t I tell you yester- day that my mother was coming to visit?” he reminded. “Say, you oughta eat the custard pies my mother makes! When I was a boy at home I could eat a whole one. Just as creamy! My wife's anxious to find out how she does it. She's going to find out about a lot of things while my mother is here. She says I'm al- ways talking about that scrapple stuff and raised doughnuts and things that she's blessed if she can make. “My mother'll be tickled to tell her, becaise if there's anything mother lkes to do it is to cook. Gee! I can just remember being up in the hay- mow and hearing her calling out that the sugar cookies were out of the oven and it I wanted any—say, ever eat any sugar cookies all warm from the oven and light brown on top?” “They sound good,” agreed Bang- worthy, a trifle enviously. “We had good things when I was a kid, too— not that we don’t now, of course. But I suppose this generation of women has learned some different things to cook.” “You bet!” agreed the elevator “I'm not saying that my wife ain’t a dandy housekeeper, either, but somehow things did taste different when I was a boy. My mother was a | corker. Once when she'd said not to go swimming and I did, anyhow, I blistered my back something awful.; 1t hurt so I wanted t¢ ero. but-Ldidn’s ! dast tell Ber, and after I'd gone to bed she slips in with some soft cloths and ointment and fixes me up without &' word. It gets me how mot.hanlum to know about lots of things like that i without being told.” “What's the matter?” anxiously Bangworthy inquired of the elevator | | man the next morning when he saw | that individual's countenance gloom. “Aw, just had a wire from mother. | She can't get here till Saturday, in- stead of tomorrow,” growled the dis- ‘ appointed one. “And me all fixed ul) !to g0 to the depot tomorrow! The | kids have got new shoes, too. wouldn’t miss seeing mother's face for a farm when she lays eyes on those kids. You oughta see the things she sends ’em Christmas and birthdays. Makes 'em all hmel(' She’s, been just crazy about ‘em on paper, and when she sees em—m"' “Is she coming today sure?” um Bangworthy on Saturday morning. “Yep!” breathed the elevator nnn excitedly, letting a passenger for the ; ! eleventh floor off at the ninth floor and disregarding his frantic proultl. “I'm getting off at 9:30 to hustle over A after her. Say, I'm all sort of nerv- | ous. Ain't it queer?” “Well, did she come?” asked Bang- | worthy, as he descended late that .b ternoon. The elevator man looked at hhn from behind a subdued sort of glow. “Yep,” he said, vibrantly. “She came. Say, would you believe it? I looked ; and looked and couldn’t pick her out from the crowd—mother's changed so! Why, she's old! Somehow, you never think of your mother getting old. But she knew me—after ten years! Yes, sir, she came right up to me and called me by name. Beats all how a fellow’s mother always knows him in spite of everything! Say, but it made me feel good to think she i knew me after ten years.”—Chicago ' Daily News. Proving an Alibl. “I see” said the foreigner “by your | dictionary that to ‘unbend’ means to relu yet ‘unbending’ means ‘unyield- ! { | ] Wall.‘ exclaimed the American, I “you can’t blame me. I didn't write ' the dictionary.”—Philadelphia Public ' Ledger. : gt = U Formatlon of call'ornla Coast. 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The Faust Studio, - Raymondo Bldg Photographer ten o'clock, explaiged truthfully mc' T had overslept, and siipped out to get ! some breakfast. All through the day | the finger on which I had worn the ring seemed to cry out, and whnlro-u celved my weekly salary I felt as ' though one dollar of it did not belong to me. It was late in the afternoon that the l telegram came. The girl I hoped to marry was to arrive in the city for a short visit to her aunt and uncle, the | latter being Eleanor's guardian. 1 was to mect her, of course. A sud- den chill shot through me when I re- membered that I had written her all | about the unique ring I had nun:huod oud realized that, with her interest in | '0dd bits of jewelry, she would want to | ®ee it at once. i But when the office closed and I left | to meet Eleanor at the Grand Central ; station I put such worries from me in the anticipation of seeing her again. | It had been a long time since we had ' been together. 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Everything is offered to you without “a string tied to it The (heapest Railroad Fares Ever Given to Tampa nl'\llll | {U i \m ‘m.u b off, saying that I would ' -M' it to her that evening. we were to be happy. I was to mn at her aunt’s, meet her undle and | mmmolmuno.udnthn on to marry his ward. We ! that there would be little diffi-' culty over the matter, for he had as | a8 given his consent already, ! m]m!monlly unknown to | = P> Eieatigf &t the door of her 5 ' n-lfl’lm 1 started in a rush for the e A “joan office.” It was nearly six o'clock, 1 had been informed that such Clmlva] Kno were compejled to close at that | had to run two blocks at top and even then I just succeeded i in before the fatal hour had m-ydcket.lhldlt'\"| .ater and waited thed ring. 's on that,” sald ‘ket for the first that was the 1 knew that I « dollar. \ mistake,” I re- “ad heard tha' imes crooked \ . e e S~ - = DT D (il ! oG (DawT TRae. Sz