Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 11, 1915, Page 7

F 15 A POST AUGUSTUS GOODRICH 8 WIN. “Who is he?” «He is Dale Armstrong. He was| bodily. (wtbd!'llldtlncolmbh it in so; “He looks it,” with an admiring R. | hired all the local Bousht 1€ af an extfavagant priee 1. all cash, The posrevagaat price for money Parr had placed in a small safe in wext mornt his house. The drugged sleep to find th contents gone, e safe and its The old man He had sent for iad become frantic. hl: daughter, he had sleuths in the but they found no clue to n:lle:;' «:::cp:.flem They found mo wagon near the ho gl use and theorized They had probably dum; me safe hiding place, as Mm :::ld not of themselves carry it far, ng he awoke from .‘ burglars had carried it away | - manftarlan: e Made & dash for the child. Just in time he pushed her out | TATIET HaS- | prods of the way of the crushing wheels .:' recklessly and without reference the auto, was knocked aside himself | to a market, and regardless of the 1'::' :Il:’ ::sa n: m: machine, and ! demands of the consumer. | C! e curb, where )i ! yas trying to sooth the e mmm‘ Back to the Soil. { ened child. X ‘ The < le have b 3 -y Fy ty people have been urg 11068 b chitd; 'Mmlw"umwh::lfil. ing each other to move back to | his hand. must come with me and Jet her thank | City cousins back to the seil and you! She would never forgive me if | this earth’s surface contains 16,- I let you go!” 092,160,000 idle acres of tillable So, in his meek, land where they can make a liv- ped the Fush of words to his lips had not Marie crept happily into his arms. “You nevair say so to me; nevair told me you love me,” she whispered in the wonderful tones that would have made her famous had she loved | happiness. less. “I have loved you forever, Lecco.” A flame leaped into Lecco’s black eyes and he bent his bead over the lips that were to him red popples flung on an oval of alabaster. - TH E basis of elastic paint— the kind that expands and contracts with the wood, leav- EA "m;“‘""‘:’wa Mnflhummm"um who gaed 59, Dale looked brisk or him and introduce me. Wiat v 1o (e -nflhrlx:tmun: ing no cracks exposed to the weather—i1s Liverty. A small boy went up to s sods water clerk and said: stick, but we do not need m tickling the earth with a } 10 m. them so far as increasing produc- “It would be of D0 use to call.” “Why mot?” - «Because he is deaf—deat as a g Meantime the subject of conversation went on his way. face was smileless, his manner n and grim. He acted as would e who had met some great disap- ointment or setback in life and, un- ble to overcome it, had resolutely himself & hard definite task of ubmission. “Deaf as & post” was Dale Arm- indeed! Nature was to him a osed book, for its bird and insect estra he no longer heard. There something grotesque, quite terri- le to him in this monotonous pan- omime life. He could tell that a heery little fellow who passed him as whistling. On the porch of a leasant home & lad with a mandolin as warbling some mirthful tune. A oung lady passed him and bowed nd unconsciously she murmured ome formal words of recognition, & mere mockery,. almost torture to his ensitive spirit, for he could not con- true their import. As his friend had said he had been he crack man of a famous college Jootball team. He had made the rec- prd score of the year, had covered his team with glory, but at a terrible ost. A kick on the head had stunned him. When he returned to con- ciousness the frightful discovery jawned upon him that he had lost his hearing. For a week skilled physicians and urgeons worked over him. At the they shook their heads despair- evening. He had reasoa to feel that way, for a great blessing had come to him. He smiled as he passed a group of children, and one of them narrated ; Breat big football!” 1t was & cold : dreary evening and there were mot meny at the billiard hall. Dale passed into its little reading room and scanned the newspapers there. A man, stranger, stuck his head through the doorway, frowned slight- ly at finding the apartment occupied and turned to the owner of the place who stood near by. “I'd like to have a few minutes’ confidential talk in there with a friend of mine who will be here in & few minutes,” he said. Dale smiled behind his newspaper. Almost immediately a second stranger appeared. Both glanced at Dale and then began talking in low tones. Dale yawred and seemed to drowse. “Tomorrow morning you hire an automobile and go out to the place I've described,” spoke the first comer finally, They were no sooner out of sight when Dale sprang to his feet. He made for the nearest livery stable and sought out its proprietor. “Murray,” he said, “get out a car and load in a lantern and a stout | rope and chain. the Parr home.” Murray stared hard at Dale, mysti- fled, but he respected his young client ‘without cavil. of the home of his flancee a few min- utes later. He rang the doorbell. Mr. Parr appeared. “You were robbed of a safe contain- ing a small fortune a few days since,” ‘began Dale. “What of {t?” demanded Parr, sus- piciously viewing the visitor whom he had tabooed. “I have got a trace of it,” replied Dale ‘simply. “How? How?” cried the old man excitedly. “I overheard the burglars telling where they hid the safe the night of | the robbery.” “You—heard!” gasped Parr incredu- !lmnly. “Why, aren't you deaf as a post?” “Never mind that” retorted Dale, 1 ! with a confident smile. “Come with {us.” E ‘Which Parr did, to be led to the site | of a burned-down farm house. There Dale uncovered an old well, descend-: A lovely young girl arose from some fancywork in which she was engaged, paling at the hurried story of the lit- tle one, and then beaming her grati- tude and interest upon the bashful and confused visitor. The tired sclentist glanced about i the bright, cheery room. His gracious : tion is concerned. The man has erroneous ideas of agri- cultural conditions. The common- accepted theory thit we are ort on production is all wrong. Our annual increase in produc- tion far exceeds that of our in- crease in population. The World as a Farm. Taking the world as one big farm, we find two billion acres ot fand in cultivation. Ofthisamount t, reception had warmed his heart. All| there is approximately 750,000,000 his wealth and prestige, his lonely,| acres on the western and 1,260, selfish life faded into nothingness be- | 000,000 acres on the eastern hem- “Oh, that's all rightt Don’t mind | Deat Armstrong. He can't hear you.” | Then drive ‘over to | and proceeded to execute the order ' Dale ran up the steps ; fore the intensely human and inspir- ing influences of this neat little home ! nest. The little one insisted on his staying to lunch. He arose to go, after the happiest: hour of his life, and he thrilled as the hand of Miss Weston rested in his own at parting. “Oh, Sister Rhoda! make him prom-’ ise he will come to see us again—" began littile Idaline, and then she; lpa“sed‘ dismayed, for the prulnlor| | had made an extraordinary demonstra- tion. l | | i “The lost word!” he fairly shouted, quivered all over with excitement, and, seizing his hat, fairly rushed from the place. It was just at dusk when there came | a knock at the door of the little flat. Rhoda Weston looked glad and pleased a8 she welcomed the professor. He seemed supremely happy. “l had to come back to apologize for my rude departure,” he exclaimed, { “but you see that name, your name, Rhoda, by a strange coincidence, hap- " pened to be the password at that sci- | entific assembly I told you about.” “Why, I am very glad to know that your great desire was met,” said Rhoda. J “Tell me some more about those cunning little red ants,” pleaded Ida- line, climbing into his lap. Why Professor Dabney: lingered in the city, now that his mission was | accomplished, he could not himself | exactly analyze. But he did stay, and every evening he visited the little flat. . “I am going home tomorrow,” he told Rhoda one evening. “‘Perhaps I | had better say what I was going to | write,” he continued. “Then why not do s0?" she smiled enconragingly. “One word, a lost word, discovered : through you, did me great service,” said the professor, “and you have en- abled me also to find and understand ' 1 | another word.” arl “And that?” interrogated Rhoda, still | isphere, in cultivation. This esti- mate does not include grazing lands, forests, etc., where large quantities of .meat are produced. The world’s annual crop ap- proximates fifteen billion bushels of cereals, thirteen billion pounds of fibre and sixty-five million tons of meat. The world shows an average increase in cereal production of 13 per cent during the past de- cade, compared with the previous five years, while the world’s pop- ulation shows an increase of only 3 per cent. The gain in production far ex- ceeds that of our increase in pop- ulation, and it is safe to estimate that the farmer can easily in-; crease production 25 per cent if a! remunerative market can be found for the products. FAGT AND FANGY By MAUDE BREWSTER. (Copyright, 1915, by the McClure Newspa- per Syndicate.) Marie was a street singer, but Marie had dreams. While she sang for pen- nies and dimes that were tossed to her from the windows of apartment houses she fancied herself a grand opera singer bowing gracefully before a great audience of music lovers. 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The three pulled it ) up—the missing safe! And its contonts intact! Then the | police were notified to lay in wait for the criminals. “But—but—your deafness?” stam- . mered the marveling old man on the | ‘'way back to his home. fngly. They bombarded his anxious “Cured in the city a week ago triends with a torrent of technical through a successful operation,” ex- medical phrases. In their opifilon plained Dale. and Lecco stopped before the studio ! WOOD apartments on West Rifty-seventh | street was fraught with much excite- | Phone 201-Red cr 18 w ment and interest for both the Greek and the little singer from Italy. John Orth, artist and philanthropist, was giving a tea in his sumptuous studio when Marie's voice arose from ; the streets and startied his guests with its sympathetic timbre and clar- | ! ity of tone. “Oh, That's All Right, Don't Mind Deaf Armstrong!” e will do the rest. B s 1 & ara g 2Pl & RSN - Dale would never hear again. It was anguish to Dale to realize that all the hopes, plans and ambi- tions of his young life were utterly blighted, his future blasted, the pres- ent a dead sea level of mere exist- ence. Of course he had to abandom his college course. Music, his main forte, was forever shut out for him. “All the dreary journey home he had but one thought; how would Myrtle take it—pretty loving Myrtle Parr, his flancee? The ncws of his calamity had reached ‘Iipton, however, befora he arrived and Dale soon had an add- ed grief to endure. Mr. Parr refused to allow Myrtle to Dale. In fact he had sent her away to a relative, where he declined to tell. In a blunt practical business- like way he informed Dale that it would be folly to encouragehis daugh- | “The reward,” began Parr, niggard- ‘ly thinking of the one thousand dol- lars he had offered. Then Dale Armstrong asked for, Myrtle's hand in marriage—and got it. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) THE FORGOTTEN WORD | By VICTOR RADCLIFFE. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapmand “The word, sir?’ “Ha—hum! [ declare!” The challenge, sharp and suspicious, came through a tiny slot in » door that seemed to guard a lodge room, or some like secret place of convoca- ter to wed a man in a condition even ... The embarrassed response was worse than that of a cripple. In & g5y prof. Achilles Dabney, savant measure Dale acknowledged the Wis- .oq ceudent of antiquity. dom of this, for his business chances | ~ .4,y awkward! You see—dear | in the world would certainly be l|m~! me! how could I forget so readily? I ited. have lost the word.” s Thero was one ray of comfort amid Snap! went the jealously guarded | oneliness and grief, however. He o "o or hyt the professor beat has- | received a broken-hearted mote from tily and 'pcrempwflly on the .door, | Myrtle. She loved him still, she 0 % "y the evil eye again ap- | would love him till the end! No mat- MM at the orifice. i ter what her father might say—deat, "5 ") o0 o me pearly five hundred blind, a pauper—she would MarTy| ... gttered the professor excitel- Dale the day he asked her, in defi- Iy and with eagerness. “7 am Professor | ance of a!l the world! Achilles Dabney. Surely, you have| But that sacrifice of her youth, oo ;' a2 [ am deeply interested beauty and happiness Dale felt that in the discovery of the great connect- he could mever consent to ask of Myrtle. She remained away .from, ,.°ipipition.” Tipton at her father's mandate and .o o "gir pat only to members BUTION. By Peter Radford Lecturer Nutioual Farners' Union The economic distribution of i arm products is today the world’s ! greatest problem and the war, { while it has brought its hardships, i has clearly emphasized the im- - portance of distribution as a fact- or in American agriculture and | promises to give the farmers the | co-operation of tlie government i and the business men the solution of their marketing problem. This result will, in a measure, | compensate us for our war losses, | for the business interests and { government have been in the | main assisting almost exctusivel { on the production side of agricul- ture. While the department of agriculture has been dumping tons of literature on the l'armerl telling him how to produce, the farmer has been dumping tons of ; | products in the nations garbage dio John Orth sat in deep study. His can for want of 3 market. The V/orld Will Never Starve. At no time since Adam and | Fve were driven from the Garden | “If that girl takes advantage of her | of Eden have tke inhabitants of this world suffered from lack of production, but some people have gone hungry from the day of cre- ation to this good hour for the in procduction have “What do you say to asking them up here for a song?" he asked. “Great! Here's a chance for Orth to take another protege under his wide wing,” Billy Craven made answer. The idea was no sooner suggested than carried out, and a moment later Marle” and Lecco, together with the old hand organ, were up in John Orth’s studlo and facing a company of Bohemians who eagerly pressed for- ward and encircled them. Marie had always famcied herself singing before a critical audience. 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Conner & O’Steen Postoffice Next Door to Us | forced a change in diet and one|and the demands put upon her time Dale fell into a dreary humdrum mode ' . ‘. “Anthropological Assembly, or| . n ;ari: in, ed of existence. | Shose accredited by some officer of the | locality has felt the pinch of want | wearisome. Her brain, unaccustom Clean Store i i { Time heag heavily on his hands.| 000 Soce o Sranted, provided | While another surfeited, but the | to tzaining, rebelled at the long bours The doctors hed insisted on rest and | o™ o the password.” Tecreation, for & few months at least Professor Dabney groanad audibly | as he left the place. All his wui were bent upon devising some way of getting in among the sclentists. He ' racked his brain for a suggestion of ' some method of encompassing the great desire of his heart. In his sh gtracticn. crossing a crowded o:m; oughfare, be jumped two feet up In ol th: air at the sharply yelled _'orb “Hi, there—out of the way! “Mercy me!” gasped the professor, as the teamster's horses nearly ml wh. M!'nu:’: out!” came & second startling | infunction, and the professor taced the pew dilemma of & automo- bile coming from the other MI Duuflynhntotu-mnlt- tle girl about nine years of age. She was directly in the course of the on- coming machine. The professor : not only 8 -ggfl-m.l-m the players at the tables with inter est Thither he was bourd naw, Thav Bsd got to demgpate him as “Deaf Armstrong.” Often he took a cue in band and had become quite expert with the ivory balls. without stating his purpose to parents and sister, Dale and was HF H E7 il H ¥ 4 2 F ; H world as a whole has ever been a land of plenty. 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