Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 11, 1915, Page 2

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SPECIAL SALE Rexall Goods THIS WEEK See Display. All Rexall Goods Guaranteed Lake Pharmacy PHONE 42 Get Your Coupons in the Great Voting Contest at the Hub. This is the only Gents’ Furnishing Store in Town giv- ing Yotes with Purchases of Goods Our pring Line Is Coming in Daily See Our Windows They reflect the Superb Stock with which our Store is filled. The Hub THE HOME OF Hart Schaffner and Marx Good Clothes: Jos. LeVAY Rags and improper dressings have been respons- ible for more blood poisoning and serious results than anything else. The safe thing to do when any wound is made is to come straight to us for antiseptic gauze, bandages and supplies. Better still, don't wait until some oneis injured, but come now and have it in the house for instant use. We have everything forthe sick room for every occasion. Woods’ Drug Store PHONE 408 WE TAKE CARE 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 Optometrists Lakeland, Fla. B B BRI Tt AR TOLD AT THE CLU ' By JOHN BARRETT. l “Her Serene Highness £f i i “I've seen him.” saild little Jim Barnes. “But either he has failing eyesight or he is living incog. just now. I saw him stepping out of an auto in front of a house in Yonkers, where I happened to be last week. Ordinary house, ordinary auto, but the lady he was with—say! She was a stunner. Black, flashing eyes, and such an air! I'd know her any- where in ten years' time.” “Speaking of Gardiner,” said Treve- than, “I'm going to tell you fellows something. As you know, Gardiner and I went to Europe together some five years ago. We stopped at a lit- tle hotel in Spa, on the eastern edge of Pelgium, where crowds of tourists 8o every summer to try their luck at the gambling tables, or to get back their health at the medicinal baths. There were some interesting people g \\_\% The Countess Seemed to Grow Pale as Death. at our hotel. One of them was a Bel- glan countess—at least, so she called herself. She was dashingly pretty, and about twenty-five. She was at- tended only by an elderly maid, and kept a good deal to herself. “I don’t know how Gardiner struck up an acquaintance with her, but be- fore a week was out she and he were alw: together, walking in the woods, listening to the band, or sit- ting outside the casino side by side. “You know Gardiner was never a communicative gort of fellow, but it wasn't long before it was plain he was desperatery In love with her, and by and by I drew the whole story: frem him. It seems she wai not really & countess—at least, that was only one of her numerous titles, and her father had arranged for her to marry a man of high standing, and rather than do so she had run away with the maid, while her father was sccuring Europe to find her. She! wouldn’t even tell Gardiner her name. | But she loved him as much as he: loved her. “‘I don't know what to do, Treve- than,’ he sald to me. ‘If I thought it honorable I'd ask her to take the next ship to America with me. I could sup- port her, of course, though not in the way she has been accustomed to. But —well, somehow I don't feel it right to do things In an underhand way like that.’ “I told him that if he didnt take the bull by the horns he would be impaled. I adjured him, by his rights as an American citizen, to her to come back with him. He intimated that she would go. I said I'd be best man, and that once we were on the high seas there would be no way of losing her. Even if the parents dis- covered it, she couldn’t be held up at Ellis island, and he, Gardiner, was as much entitled to marry a countess, or whatever she was, as if she were a department store owner's daughter. “Gardiner wavered. You remember how scrupulously he used to weigh things. Well, the end came quite un- expectedly. I had about worked him up to the point of following my ad- vice. A steamship was to leave Ant- werp for New York the next after noon and there would be plenty of time to catch the night train from Spa. “We three were sitting out in front of the hotel. I can see the countess’ big eyes, fixed on Gardiner’s; I could see the tremulous fluttering of her heart under her corsage. And some ; how I understood thet Gar %lmched his conctusion, was going to do wha bim to. They wcere simply waiting TELEGRAM LAK ELAND, FLA. ¥EB. 11, 1916, HEHUHE fek !!-E sul, and actually did go to police head- quarters. Of course they lzughed po- | litely at his story and promised to make investigations. That was all, except for one thing. “On the lowest step of the hotel Gardiner and I found a lady’s visit- ing card. It had evidently dropped, or had been thrown there by intent as the girl was being carried out of the hotel. Op it was engraved the name of the lady who is now, or was till recently, Princess Beatrice of Luxemburg. “So Gardiner had the clue, but that was all. T went with him to Luxem- burg and we stood before the big, old- fashioned palace of the ruler, and watched the sentry walking up and down with his bayonet over his shoul- : der. Not much use trying to get past him! We walked all round the palace by day and by night, but there was no sign of the Princess Beatrice. We waylaid all the carriages that drove in and drove out, and if the princess had been in any of them I think Gardiner would have sprung on the box and tried to take the carriage ul; America, duennas, coachman and all, “We spent, I think, three days in this sort of nonsense, and then we read in the newspapers that the princess was living in seclusion, at the court of Wessel, paying a visit to the mother of the young prince whom, it ‘was rumored, she was to marry. Next day the engagement was announced. That day we left for America. You may have noticed Gardiner has seemed changed during the last three or four years.” “Yes,” answered Jimmy Barnes. “Quieter.” “He never got over it,” Trevethan continued. “I am sure that he was in love with her all the time. I know that about the time of her marriage he went big game stalking in the Rockies without a guide, and was away for months, living in complete solitude. ‘However, if you really saw him in Yonkers—but I guess you were mistaken, Jimmy. Gardiner isn't the Fish are ple ntiful, and nothing is better sport than catching a big string of Perch, or better yet, in landing a big Trout! Our Spring Stock of Tackle has just been placed on display. Reels Look it over. Some New Minnows that Trout CAN'T RESIST Reels Hooks — Lines Model Hardware Co. Phone No. 340 - C.E TODD, Mg .. MAIN ST. and FLORIDA AVE. FEOFOFOHRTORAIDEQ caréssingly upon her affi- “It is only 5 too true, and I can prove it to you.” “How?” demanded Elsie. “By bringing your Warren to my feet within two days,” Mrs. Benton an- swered. “You can’t do it,” cried Elsie scorn- fully. “But I will let you try, Mrs. Benton, and, if you succeed, I will have nothing more to do with War- ren.” The next few days were wretched ones for Elsle. True, Mrs. Benton did not succeed within the period that she had allotted herself, but it was evident that Warren was strongly infatuated | with her. There were angry scenes be- | tween the engaged couple. To Elsie's 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 said. “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- | 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- . V< fered no consolation when Elsie an- nounced that the engagement was broken off and that they would start home on the morrow. Elsie did not go down to dinner that night. But afterwards a feverish de- sire to see Warren again forced her to dress and go downstairs. She knew he was with that odious Benton woman, and she could not go away without tor- turing herself by seeing them together. sort of man to go to Yonkers. He| Poor Elsie reached the veranda just hates the suburbs. Unless he was /| in time to see the couple disappearing making a call there. . . . By the way, | together along the most secluded of 1'd llke to see that plece about the | the many beautiful walks of the Glen princess in the newspaper.” Pass. They were walking slowly Somebody picked it up and handed | #ide by side, and it was evident they it to him, and Trevethan read it. did not dream that Elsie was any- “Well, she still has the traveling! where near them. instinct,” he sald, “and it she eludes| At the end of the walk was a hedge the Arabs as deftly as she eluded|of box, round which the road wound her father when she was at Spa I|into a pretty little summer house. shouldn’t be surprised if she did suc- ' Taking her stand behind the hedge, ceed in crossing the peninsula. Why, | Elsle heard the conversation. here's her likeness! She hasn't| “Poor Elsie!” said Warren in a low changed a particle since those days volce. when I knew her. But this doesn’t ' “Poor Elsie!” said Mrs. Benton in a begin to do her justice, Hello, Jimmy! | very meaning one, and Elsie, standing What aile you?” ‘ paper and was staring at the like-! she could endure. ness. “I feel guilty of disloyalty to her in “0, nothing much,” he answered,! having permitted you to plan this, laying it down. “Only this happens | Mrs. Benton,” said Warren. to be the lady I saw with Gardiner in “My dear boy, it is the beet thing in Yopkers,” the world for her,” replied the elder woman. “A sharp lesson was neces- sary, and as the sister of your best ! STmTEs' nF l 'Im friend, I feel that it is my duty to give her that lesson.” ‘ “She thinks I am in love with you,” i | sald Warren. Mrs. Benton laughed merrily. “When my flance, Mr. Boyd, arrives tomorrow By GEORGE MUNSON. she will be undeceived,” she said. | # “That Miss Elsie Davis is a charm- | "Now, Warren, a word of advice. I ing girl and 1 congratulate you highly, i am going to tell her that it wae all a | Mr. Norton,” said Mrs. Benton. “But , Plan of mine in order to bring her to what a pity that ehe seems so jealous.” | reason and cure her absurd jealousy. ' Warren Norton flushed deeply. He YOU stay there till 1 come back, and I | resented Mrs. Benton's words, but he | 8hall bring her with me.’ i knew that they were true. And she stepped off along another | Elsle and her mother were summer- | Path toward the hotel, while Elsie ' ing at the Glen Pass hotel, and War- | heard herself sob in the darkness. | ren Norton was spending his vacation | What a fool she had been! She saw there. , it now, she remembered all Warren's ! misery in the past, caused by her That evening Mrs. Benton made - . doubts of him. She was not worthy of | overtures to Elsie, who had regarded him. Sh h her with sullen aversion from the mo- | ment of their introduction. However, ! h Sum:,anly d:e !e:'t] “'l° arms abort the accomplished woman of the world h"‘d ‘:," Wisurably she raised her s00n managed to thaw the heart of the | e’El . ,";"“ ":‘x’:’?f’;“ her. undisciplined, inexperienced girl. 0, ':l',“ :"m:l" "‘.': :;:d"" she .‘ " h ! el but e momt men T an aoratas . sald.” “What a wretched jealous fool. “What do you mean by that?” de.,) deserved this, Warren, to teach me | to trust the man I love. Do you really | manded Elsie, flying to arms at once | love me, Warren?” | m“:o:‘n.:nbe::l‘t; that & pretty tace | _ Warren slipped the ring on harl‘ 3 g behind the hedge, set her teeth hard. Jimmy Barnes had picked up the! To be pitied was the last thing that # b would turn his head. A man's heart IREr again. may be loyal, but the best of them cannot resist passing attraction.” “It is not true!" cried Elsie, turning And in the conscious- ness of their new-born trust they were 80 absorbed in each other that kindly Mrs. Benton, approaching in the dark- . Teplied the widoy, laying ogy haud ness, took a by-path back to the hotel instead. (Coprright. by W. G. Chapman.) scarlet. “Unfortunately it is true, my dear,” Bates Store | Lakeland Agency American Lady Madame Lyra and Frolaset Corsets None better, few as grod EEREEREEEREERA 44 S BEEERELRS RS0 EE0 0 RERRY SEHPPETPHDIE S DGO EEERRRIEEREFERIR R IT s ey WE SELL PIANOS, PLAYER PIANOS, ORGANS AND PLAYER ROLLS, AT PRICES FROM 25 t0 40 per cen*. Less THAN ANY OTHER MUSIC HOUSE IN FLORIDA, COME AND SEE FOR YOURSELF. PIANOS TUNED, RE- PAIRED, AND MADE LIKE NEW ALL WORK WARRANTED STRICT- LY FIRST CLASS, 23 . IEINCE, 23 YEARS EXPER HENRY WOLF & SON @ PERMANENT RESIDENCE, PIANO PARLOR AND REPAIR SHOP. 401 8. Mass. Ave. Phone 16-Black FE G B 2 Sibod SEHPBTIIETOREEIEEIEIEE Lt 2o H RS S S SSFEEREEI J.B. STREATER CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Having had twenty-on 4 i ildi ad ty e years erience in building :nd contracting in Lakeland and vi:i,:sty, I feel competent 0 render the best services in this line. If comtemplating building, will be p} . ry : SINg, pleased to furn or- mton. NN Wtk Semes .1sh estimates and all inff E’m«flmonmzm Bl gt 2 7T T YOS TR R PRI J. B. STREATER Lakeland Paving ang Constructio Has moved their Plant to their new site corner of Parker and Vermont Avenues. Mr, Belisario, wh the COompany say. full line of Marb], tion with their this business, 0 is now sole owner of s that they will carry a e Tomb Stones in connec- Ornemantel Department of Office Phone 348 B.ack Res. Phone 153 Bl#* KELI EYS BaRRE? Plymouth Rcc BOTH MATINGS Better now than ever b The sooner By to gmv:ing the h’?ur'_n P Let furnish for to set. Special price per hurd® I also have a large bunch of young Cock Birds at Ress0 Prices. H. L. KELLEY, 6r ffis

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