Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 3, 1915, Page 3

oML X i ; il i P H £ ; D:‘dqu-h § Every .,..&‘f There Are Miles of Buckeye Trees of Citru: FI?mrida Make Sare of Buckeye Troes Next Yoor Put ina Ressrvation Order Right Now Some of the shrewdest grove owners of the state already Ihn done weason. ‘troce. has been such that they want ‘may be 80 dissppoiatment 1 getting the Vo farther tncrease A et A e e AT others. sizes want, when plantis nd ing season Comes arous miad. more_thaa 25, trees b beea Eedfor delivery Jutiag Pl and Wonter 10151016, e BUCKEYE NURSERIES, 1038 Citizens Bank Building, Tampa, Florida 6, SECOND TIER By RALPH F. HOLMES. (Copyright.) he big gong at the farther end of room clanged sonorously, and for first time in the long six months 6, second tier, untied his apron formed in line with the others. 0. 11, behind him, inquired in a! jper what was up—was No. 6 all or was he ready to retire on his une? here was a ring of satisfaction in 6's muttered reply that No. 11 d, and the truth dawned. 'our last day, eh? Well, good luck ou. Hope they don’t get you In.” hat night, in his cell, No. 6 thought over. It was the lagt night he d ever spend in a cell, he said— last. er twelve o'clock tomorrow he Id no longer be No. 6, second tier. would call him Cummings, as had before—Tom Cummings, per- , and some day Mr. Cummings. some day they would call him Mr, mings. he warden shook hands with him at p the next day, and told him to| e up and be a man. know you can do it, Cummings. 've worked hard here and behaved self, and it's in you.” | strong May sun warmed Cum- 8’ heart when he went out, and soul within him quivered with de- t and expectancy, like a seed push- its first sprout above the loam. jt the railway station the ticket to city cost one dollar, and on the In he planned the spending of the His clothes had been returned him, as wrinkled as when he had pped out of them half a year be- , and he needed new ones. That 1d take eight or nine dollars. His jper and a cheap, clean bed for the ht would take most of another, and h he would start to look for work. t, better than his expectations, an olsterer gave him a job that very | rnoon, and put him to work repair- a couch. e to the principles of his new he made no secret of his past, with a child’s trust in human na- , he told of his plans for the fu- | , the new life he was to 'lead to back the place in the world he fallen from. And his confidence not misplaced. he next morning Cummings went 'work with a step whose telltale, jured tread sucked a quickening nginess from the cool air. He was nmin now, and he was working justifying his existence—the first in his upward climb had been with its myriad possibilities, d large before him as never be- The world was giving him his nce now, and he was taking it. The d pumped through his veins joy- ly. The prison pallor would be | in a week. ning a corner, he brought up in of the police station. e shuddered involuntarily, and h smiled. The last time he had en- it irons had bitten into his ts, and a crowd of newsboys had led at his heels. Passersby had d at him with curiosity and pity. e of them did that now, and he felt difference with a glow of satisfac- jut why not go into it again—for a free man? Why not stand In before those men inside—this without trembling, with a mind searching for a plausible lie? Why make the antithesis complete? n undeniable desire was on him to them again unafraid. walked round the block once, try- to find a plausible excuse for pre- himself. They would not him—he did not want them to. dreds such as he passed through Kodak Films DEVELOPED—16c Per Kell. Beturn charges paid on 1l mall | it ! spector. Ufer nands; and they Ead~secu- BT to Make oot e bil, and e STep but once. out of the front door with emough He felt of a skeleton key that he | MmoRey in his pocket to take him very had designed one evening in his cell, | AT 8Way from town. and, with special permission, had fash- ioned. He knew something of the locksmith's trade, and he knew his key was different from any he had ever seen. Might it not be of use to the police? He hardly hoped to convince them ot that, but it was the excuse he needed. The sergeant at the desk directed him to the inspector on the second floor. The inspector eyed him closely, but bade him be seated, and listened to half the suggestion before he said anything more. Then he asked bluntly: “When did you get out?” There was that in his tone that brought back to Cummings vivid recol- lections of a night six months before, when the same voice had told him he lied—that he had taken the money, and did know where it was, Its sound was unpleasant now, but it had no terror for him. He was Thomas Cummings now, upholsterer, and he answered unashamed. “Yesterday noon. I didn’t think you'd remember me. I figured this key out one night, and the jailer let me file it out the next day. It's different from any of the old kinds, because “Never mind about the key. We don’t want it,” the inspector inter rupted, and with the next words his tone took something of humor into it. “And we don't want you round here, either. You know too much about skeleton keys. You get out of town tonight. If we find you round here to- morrow, we'll pick you up as a vag. Do you hear?” The man with the key heard the words, but he doubted whether he un- derstood their meaning. Get out of town! What for? He was working now. He was doing no wrong. And he had no other place to go to, nor money to go with. “But, inspector, I've found work, and you needn't expect any more trouble from me. I—" The inspector wheeled round from the desk to which he had turned. “Now, don't sit there arguing with me. You heard what I said, and you know what I mean. You don't belong here. You're an undesirable. Now, get out, and remember what I said.” In the street again everyone seemed to be watching him. His step lost its spring. A man brushed against him, and said: “I beg your pardon.” It sounded like a mockery, He was an undesirable—ordered to leave town or go to jail. The old fear of the prison came on him, and he shuddered. “I will never sleep in a prison cell It droned through his mind persist- ently. Must it be retracted? Yes, unless he town, and where could he go to? He found himself at the upholster- ing shop, and a sudden hope burnmed within him. His employer had trusted him, and he would appeal to him—his word might have some weight with the in- But the girl behind the cash- ler’'s window said his employer would not be back again that afternoon. Cummings—undesirable— wandered out into the shop. A comfortable looking man was ex- amining the couch he had fixed a few hours before. His hands, inspired then by the vision of a new purpose, had worked as never before, and the bandsome piece stood there now, a monument to his skill. “Is that for sale?” the man asked. Cummings hesitated a moment— only a moment—just long enough to remember he was an undesirable and must leave town. “Yes,” he answered. “It's a beauty, too.” “What's the price?” Cummings thought again—thought as he had one night six months before, when the inspector told him he lied. “Well, a party left it here with us to sell, and told us to get what we could cash. We'll let you have it for fifty dollars. That's a bargain, too, be- cause it's solid mahogany and trimmed with real Spanish leather.” A moment later_he excused himself JEWELRY WORTH WHILE The Cole & Hull service is up to the standard all the time. The first thought that comes to our mind when we see a customer In the store is, SATISFY THE CUSTOMER. Every small detail is given the most consideration. The above explains the steady growth of our business. “A Pleasure to Show Goods ” Cole & Hull Jewelers and Optomethists 2 Lakeland, Fla. { could leave town. How could he leave ; He was a thief now, and he started when the cashier called after him: “Will you be back again—Mr. Cum- mings?” . He mumbled assent, and hurried down the street. He felt of the money —$50 in bills—and thought where he should go. Chicago was nearest, but they'd look for him there first. No. Northwest Canada was better than that. “Yes, I'll be back—Mr. Cummings,” he muttered, and his lips curled in a sinister smile. ‘Then they closed. Mr. Cummings! “Some day people will call me Mr. Cummings, and there will be deference in the address.” He turned the sentence over in his | the girl mind. It had been a determination— not a tnreat. It was to have been his slogan. Some day he would command the world’s respect, and would be known as Mr. Cummings. That's what he had meant. Someone had called him Mr. Cum- mings—but why? In ignorance of his past, for conventionality, or out of re- spect? The cashier had heard him tell of his past. It was not in ignorance of that. There had been no one else present when she spoke to him. She need not have used his name even for conven- tionality. Two of three reasons failed to hold. The third remained. He entered a drug store and bought paper and envelopes. A few doors farther on his last three dollars went for a cheap pistol and some cartridges. For the next hour he wrote steadily in, the writing room of a big hotel. When he finished, two letters lay be- fore him, and he read them over. Crude, unscholarly they were, they proved satisfactory to him. To the longer of the two, pregnant with the scorn of a brave man for cowardice, despairing as the growls of a bayed wolf, he signed “Un- desirable.” The other was tender and grateful, and he signed it “Mr. Cum- mings.” Then he took the pistol from his pocket and pressed it over his heart. The next morning a queer, sickly | smile spread over the inspector's face as he read a letter signed “Undesir- | able,” but there was nothing of humor in the smile, and he tore the letter into fine pieces. Then he called his subordinates. “Needn’t mind looking for that Cum- mings today. He shot himself yester- day.” Fifty dollars in bills dropped from a letter that the cashier opened that same morning. A tear splashed on it when she fin- ished. Then she took it to a man sitting at a big roll-top desk. “It's from Mr, Cummings,” she said. SRR SPIRITS AND HARRY By GRACE JENNINGS. When Harry Fenton opened a law office in the metropolis he encouraged himself with the statement he had once read that the average lawyer's income was in tho neighborhood of three thousand dollars. That was all right, but it omitted to add that the colossal incomes of the leading lights swelled the average; in other words, that this income was distributed among the profession very irregular- ly indeed. Three months and three clients had begun to raise in his mind serious prob- lems as to his winter's office rent when, one morning, the prettiest girl that he had ever seen entered his little place. “What can I do for you, madam?” asked the man, bewildered both by the apparition and by the melancholy thought that he could not charge a pretty girl as much as he would charge ber father. “You are a lawyer, are you not?” asked the girl, sitting down and look- ing helplessly at him. “I wanted—I wanted to go to an unknown lawyer. You see, 1 am well-known about here. My father is a lawyer.” “You hav» come to the right place, madam,” said Harry grimly. “Well, it's like this,” said the girl. “My father married late in life. He is nearly eighty now, and he has fal- len into the power of a dreadful woman—>Madame Charmeuse, the Me- dium.” “Who advertises in the Sunday papers?” “Yes. She claims to put him in communication with his wife—my step-mother, you know—by automatic writing. My mother died when I was born, and father maried again, and his last | ‘ l | but ! wuwc‘ H6th of them wrote to him.” ' Out-of the girl's incoherence Harry | gathered the following facts: His vis- itor’s name was Lucy Lawrence, and her father had been a noted lawyer in ' his day. He had begun to lnvufiguta. Spiritualism, and the “Medium” had l begun to send the old man notes, ln. A “My Wife's Writing!”™ automatic writing, instructing him to leave all his money to her, instead of to his daughter. The old man, who was shrewd enough in other ways, had shown reluctance to comply with his second wife's wishes. Whereupon the spirit of the first wife, the girl's mother, had appended her name to a similar communication, stating in posi- tive terms that no money was to be left to her daughter, since her nature needed to be developed through pover- ty. “And if you can help me in some way I shall be so grateful,” pleaded “It isn’t that I want the money. But it is terrible that my father's fortune should go to that horrible Charmeuse woman, a dreadful greedy impostor.” “Have you any letter that your mother ever wrote?" asked the young man. The girl reflected. “Yes. Father showed her one of mother's letters once,” she answered. “I believe I can get it for you."” “One mcre question. Is it possible for you to bring me to one of these seances?” asked Harry. “Why, of course,” replied the girl. “Father is delighted to have people brought, if he thinks he can convince them. Only, you see the Charmeuse woman is too cunning to write those communications when anyone else is there.” She brought Harry the letter the following day, and it was arranged that he should call the next evening at the house, where a seance was to be held He could not avoid some trepidation when he was shown into the room. Mr. Lawrence, the old lawyer, was seated 1n his chair, and, near him, a creature in a black frizzled wig with a pair of singularly penetrating grey eyes which, turned on him, apprizing him at once that the Charmeuse was on guard, and that there would be no ‘commur ications” worth mentioning that evening. “Father, this i8 my friend Mr. Fen- ton, who is auxious to study spiritu- alistic phenomena,” said the girl, tu- troducing Harry. “l am pleased to meet you, sir,” said the deluded old man, rising and extending his hand warmly. “Madame Charmeuse, permit me to present Mr. Fenton. Yes, sir, we are in a position to know beyond doubt that the dead return, to manifest themselves by the hand of the living. You are acquaint- ed with automatiem?” “Not yet,” sald Harry, “It is not Mkely that you yourself will receive a communication at first,” sald Mr. Lawrence. “It takes time to make the spirits aware that you are here. But if you concentrate hard you may assure yourself that you will draw pure spirits down to these earth-bound regions—but let us begin,” he ended, taking his seat at a small table. The “Medium” followed suit with poor grace, and, a sheet of paper hav- ing been placed under her hand, and a pencil beside it, the lights were turned down. It was creepy—Harry acknowledged that. But the thought of Miss Lucy had somehow become an inspiration to him. He felt that he must save her fortune from the grasp of the harpy opposite him. Once his hand met hers and he ventured a silent pressure of good-will. He thought it was returned before the girl drew hers away. “I'm golng into a trance,” an- nounced Madame Charmeuse. “I'm going—going—hello folks!" The last was in a thin, squeaky voice which made Harry jump in his chair. “That's Joey, the Indian boy,” ex- plained Mr. Fenton. “He always comes to announce who 18 present.” “We can’t do much tonight,” sald Joey. “The spirits won't write. They say there’'s an unbelieving presence here which is antagonistic to their success.” “Isn’t either of my wives there?” asked Mr. Lawrence. “Yep, they're both here, but they say they can't write,” said Joey. “Dear me, I am sorry I am antagon- istic,” said Harry. “You get out!™ squeaked Joey. “You've got no business here, and you know it.” “Papa, perhaps it would be better to turn up the lights,” sald Lucy quickly. And the lights, turned up, showed Madame Charmeuse just com- ing out of her doze. “Did anybody come?” inquired the ‘wWoman. “No,” answered the old lawyer. “The influences were antagonistic. Joey said | they couldn’t—" “What's this?” cried Harry, snatch- ing up the paper under the “Medi- um’s” hand. 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FLORIDA NATIONAL VAULT GO | | 4 gas. “Dear Husband,” beread. “I write to tell you to leave all your money to Lucy. The spirits that told you not to were lying spirits using my name. Don’t give them any further chance, but compare my handwriting with thelirs.” “Good Lord!” muttered Mr. Law- rence, staring in amazement at the writing, as the “Medium” slipped quiet- 1y out of the room, pausing only long enough to make a threatening gesture at Harry. “How can I ever thank you?” asked Lucy six weeks later. “Father has taken the message to heart and be believes Madame Charmeuse has evil spirits and won't see her again. And you have done all this.” “You can repay me amply,” Harry answered. “You see, that case I ;ot: unexpectedly for the Langbury Corpor- ation has encouraged me to suggest | that—do you prefer gold or platinum, dear?” ' And Lucy said gold. ) (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) 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