Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 5, 1915, Page 2

THE EVENING TELEGRAM LA!(-ELAND FLA., FEB. 65, 1915. [ e R OSL DB REPIOE FISHING IS FINE! Fish are plentiful, and nothing is better sport than catchmg a big string of 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 Hooks Reels Reels Model Hardware Co. Phone No. 340 C. E. TODD, Mg, . MAIN ST. and FLORIDA AVE. FLASHY, DARK BEAUTY By AUGUSTUS GOODRICH SHER- WIN. “That makes us square—except for my lasting gratitude!” Adrian Moore, agent for a great western canadian lumber company, looked vaguely at a man who had grasped his hand fervently on the public streei of Cbapelie, pressing into his palm a gold piece. “You don’t remember ly ‘efisuré the satety of Miss Driscoll until she leaves for Winnipeg.” “And that is?" inquired Adrian. “You must ask Violet Walton to be- come your wife.” “Why—never, mn- “But you must,” “you must engage mmlf to her. You must not go near Miss Driscoll before you go away.” And so Adran Moore left Chapelle, after calling upon Miss Walton and making to her a vropo-l of marriage. SPECIAL SALE Rexall Goods THIS WEEK See Display. All Rexall Goods Guaranteed Lake Pharmacy PHONE 42 . “Do you recall White Axe?” “Oh, now that you mention that ( | town,” said Adrian—“you mean you are the man that three loafers tried to whip?” “And got the worst of it, but ran away like cowards when the mounted police swooped down on the scene— yes,” was the animated reply. “But—your beard, and those ugly goggles?” “Assumed for a purpose,” ndviled' Saxon mysteriously—“that is, when 1 ' her little rowboat, flutteringly delight- am around these diggings. I'm a sd, yet with a searching challenge ex- ne'er-do-well, Mr. Moore, and I am' pression in her eye. sort of trailing over the footpaths of “You seem to have been in no haste the past to see what a big fool I've to gee your friends,” she said—"and | been. You paid my fine for me at she added audaciously. L Lines i rian ey met it & mil falls. m«:nmdrlnluto i 3 When You Think of Gents’ Furnishings =t g5 You instinctively turn to the house with the reputation of high class goods Our Hart Schaffaer and Marx Sauits are selling better this Fall than last. Now is your tim: to get ons. Also, our Boys’ Suits are extra good in Quality and Low in prices. Com: in and look over our Stock and convince yourself as to Prices and Quality of our Merchandise. The Hub THE HOME OF - Hart Schaffner and Marx Good Clothes JOS. LeVAY LN Don’t forget to ask for your Calendars for 1916 _1 “Save Ten Dollars” By having your|Fall Clothes made to your INDIVIDUAL Measure by us Suits or Overcoats $ No More No Less Soft Hats and Derbies Large variety of Shapes and Shad- ings, Trimmed with Contrast Bands — theISeason’s latest Conceptions $5 Styles 3% Quality White Axe. 1 didn’t expect to run across you here. Glad, though. Im' & money way we're square, but if ever | you need a friend—I'm all there.” Then the incident passed out of Adrian’s Mind, just as the White Axe episode had done. He had other more preesing thoughts. He had come to the district on business for his company ard had met his fate— in the form of Althea Discoll, daugh- ter of a veteran forest guide. Adrian had been treated as quite a social lion at Chapelle. It was = crude border tcwn, but lumber and ore had brought in riches and the people were progressive. There was one other than Althea Driscoll who had attracted him somewhat. This was a Miss Violet Walton. She was a new arrival in the district, seemed to have a fortune and claimed to be the daughter of a deceased mining king. Miss Walton was a flashy dark beauty, almost swarthy, but this re- deemed by the deep searching sparkle of her eyes and regular attractive fea- flll ”” it g .‘l e ] ‘ “Don’t Be Offended, Mr. Moore.” tures. She had 2 maid, a dusky be: ty, said to be a hali-breed. Misg W ton was a finished musician and Adrian had met her at several local social functions. She was not the mold of woman | who would have attracted Adrian out- side of mere casual acqualntanceship. She managed, however, to run across him at all odd times, and his friends rallied him over this decided prefer- ence of the dark besuty. Adrian did nct sce Saxon agaln for ® week. One evening, upon going to his room at the hote!, he found Saxon awalting him at the door. “I want to have a confidential talk with you on a matter of interest to yourself,” announced Saxon, and he startled Adrian by saying as soon as he was seated in the apartment: “You bave been paying considerable atten- tion to Miss Driscoll, I understand, Mr. Moore.” Adrian somewhat resented this ak lusion to his own personal affairs but Saxon was so earnest and open that he passed It by. “You are going away tomorrow,” continued Saxon, “leaving the general impression that you will return with. in the month to follow up your court ship. Don't be offended, Mr. Moore," continued Saxon seriously. “There is & vital reason why | am intruding upon your affairs.” “Suppose it is true that I hope to win Miss Driscoli as my wife?™ sub mitted Adrian “Well, Miss Violet Walton Knows " “And suppose she does?™ “Then you will never see the lady you love in life agaln, once you are gone from here. Mr. Moore, you must trust me absolutely, as a loyal grate ful friend, Miss Driscoll is in deadly peril. She must be protected untfl her father returns and they remove to Winnipeg, as he plans to do, and retires on a pension.” “You startle me.” admitted Adrian. sase explain further.” “Violet Walton loves you, is bound to win you. I know her—ah, too well! She Is of a tragic sinister na- ture, a vampire, a true ‘wolf ‘woman,’ a ature without conscience or prin- ¢ij’e. Her mald, Ugalda, is the daugh your absence It did not take long for Sazom to ing to Adrian that He marveled at his accurate knowledge of the wilful siren whom he warned him ainst fiz=fy et He looked anxious ae | ‘ your flancee,” H “I fancy that phase of our acquaint- , anceship is a past gone issue, Miss Walton,” he said gravely, bracing for ! a scene. | woman, with dangerously gleaming eyes. Saxon had given him. It read: “I am still very much alive. you have already a husband.” forth upon Adrian: “So, a plot to entrap me, to protect Althea Driscoll until she got away! Now listen,” and she drew herself up tragically: “If I hunt her and this miscreant husband of mine to the ends of the earth, I shall kill them! If I cannot win you, no other woman | shall!” She sprang back into her skiff with the warning. With flerce revengeful heart she drifted with the current, oblivious of her surroundings—fatal- ly 80 to the fact that the safety net above the falls had been removed that morning to clear it from debris. 8o Violet Walton did not see the danger signals on the shore, and went to her death. It was the story of a wilful wicked siren who had married him and tried to polson him, that Saxon told. Re- Meved but sorrowful, Adrian proceed- ed to Winnipeg. His story was too clear for the grieving Althea to doubt him. “It was all for my safety, that you nearly broke my heart pretending that you were engaged to that woman!" she murmured—and there was noth- ing to forgive, only a strengthened faith in the man she loved. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) tiful.” “How glad 1 am,” purred the visi- | tor, “that your daughter has made such an excellent match.” Mrs. ‘\trun nm'h-d in the gratified mas ey <‘u! ~~mnaigner. P UYes, Mudu has murried well— | very well,” she answered, compla- cently. | "“But what a pity,” pursued she of | the catty instinet, it?" #he queried innocently, ently, “Hateful don't you think so?” “I haven't thought about the sound of it," declared Mrs. S— whose feelings had been eradicated in the struggle for existence, “but I know that it's got a perfectly beautiful ap- | Pearance on a check'” STRATEGY OF A WIDOW By GEORGE MUNSON. “that he has such ; {® Decullar name—Fussenmuck, 1sn't | of box, round which the road wound “Yes,” agreed the other indiffer | Hence | fully. tween the engaged couple. To Elsie's caressingly upon her arm: “It is oili “What do you » de ded the too true, and 1 can prove it to you.” “How?” demanded Elsie. “By bringing your Warren to my “This will tell you” and Adrian|feet Within two days,” Mrs. Benton an- handed her the bit of writing that|®Wered. “You can't do it,” cried Elsie scorn- “But I will let you try, Mrs. | Benton, and, if you succeed, I will With ghring eyes the woman recog- have nothing more to do with War- nized the handwriting. She blazed ren.” The next few days were wretched ones for Elsie. True, Mrs. Benton did not succeed within the period that she had allotted herself, but it was evident that Warren wae strongly infatuated with her. There were angry scenes be- astonishment Warren, who had always been so penitent and self-exculpatory on former occasions, now appeared brazen. “Elsie, Mrs. Benton is the sister of John Benton in the Philippines,” he sald. “I have told you often how John is my best friend. We have not seen each other for years, and it ie natural that I should like hie sister. Come, be friendly with her, Elsie, and ! let us all be happy together.” “0, 1 hate her and I hate you!” ex- i claimed the jealous girl; and, pulling | off her ring, she flung it upon the table, Elsie was not the type of girl who dominates over her mother. The elder woman had seen how things were go- ' ing; perhaps she thought that Warren , was giving Elsie a lesson, for she of- | “ fered no consolation when Elsie an- P EPSe0 | nounced that the engagement was broken off and that they would start ' { home on the morrow. i Eleie did not go down to dinner that | night. But afterwards a feverish de- | | sire to see Warren again forced her to i | dress and go downstairs. She knew he | Elsle heard the conversation. | was with that odious Benton woman, ' i | and she could not go away without tor- turing herself by seeing them together. Poor Elsle reached the veranda just in time to see the couple disappearing | ’together along the most secluded of | the many beautiful walks of the Glen Pass. They were walking slowly side by side, and it was evident they ' did not dream that Elsie was any- where near them, At the end of the walk wae a hedge into a pretty little summer house. Taking her stand behind the hedge, “Poor Elsie!” said Warren in a low ! voice, “Poor Elsie!” said Mrs. Benton in a very meaning one, and Elsie, standing behind the hedge, set her teeth hard. To be pitied was the last thing tlnt' she could endure. 5 z “I feel gullty of disloyalty to her in |“ having permitted you to plan thl-.| Mrs. Benton,” sald Warren. “My dear boy, it is the best thing In the world for her,” replied the elder woman. “A sharp lesson was nsceo- sary, and as the sister of your belt| friend, I feel that it is my duty to xlvo her that lesson.” “She thinks I am in love with you,” ' sald Warren. “That Miss Elsie Davis is a charm- | Mrs. Benton laughed merrily. “When | ing girl and 1 congratulate you highly, ' Mr. Norton,” said Mrs. Benton. “But my flance, Mr. Boyd, arrives tomorrow | | she will be undeceived,” she said. what a pity that ehe seems so jealous.” "Now' Warren, a word of advice. 1! Warren Norton flushed deeply. He resented Mrs. Benton's words, but he knew that they were true. ' am going to tell her that it was all a ' plan of mine in order to bring her to | reason and cure her absurd jealousy. ; Eisie and her mother ware summer- You stay there till I come back, and l ing at the Glen Pass hotel,’and War- ren Norton was spending his vacation there. That evening Mrs. Benton made | overtures to Elsie, who had renrded her with sullen aversion from the mo- ment of their introduction. However, | the accomplished woman of the world soon managed to thaw the heart of the undisciplined, inexperienced girl. “Yes, Warren is a dear boy,” she, sald, “but like most men, I am afraid.” “What do you mean by that?” de- | | | | manded Elsie, flying to arms at once ' on John's behalf. “l mean, dear, that a pretty face would turn his head. A man’s heart may be loyal, but the best of them | cannot resist passing attraction.” “It is not true!” cried Elsie, scarlet. “Unfortunately it is true, my dear,” replied the widow, laying one hand | | | | ; shall bring her with me.” And she stepped off along lnother path toward the hotel, while Elsie | heard herself sob in the darkness, | What a fool she had been! She saw it now, she remembered all Warren's misery in the past, caused by her doubts of him. She was not worthy of him. She—she— Suddenly she feit two arms about | her. Very miserably she raised her‘ hud Warren stood beside her. | “Elsie! You heard?” he cried. “0, what a fool I have been!" she sald. “What a wretched jealous fool. | 'T deserved this, Warren, to teach me ! to trust the man I love. Do you really love me, Warren?” . Warren slipped the ring on her { finger again. 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