Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 22, 1915, Page 3

“SICKNESS IS BAD,” BUT POVERTY, AND DEPENDING UPON “CHARITY”” 18 WORSE. WE CAN'T ALWAYS PREVENT SICKNESS, BUT POVERTY IS NEARLY ALWAYS THE RESULT OF EXTRAVAGANCE AND WASTE. MOST MEN CAN SAVE PART OF THEIR EARNINGS FROM THEIR WORK OR THEIR BUSINESS WITHOUT REALLY DENY- ING THEMSELVES. WHEN SICKNESS COMES DON'T LET IT FIND YOU WITH- OUT MONEY. PUT MONEY IN THE BANK FOR SELF-PROTECTION. | BANK_WTTH IS, | WE PAY 5 PER CENT INTEREST ON TIME DEPOSITS. | American State Bsnk 3 - - 8 - ke OO } oved! The Lakeland Seed Co. HAS MOVED TO WEST MAIN STREET, NEAR YATES HOUSE Seed Irish Potatoes White and Golden Dent Beans, Corn ve; Onion Sets Sweet Corn and Millet, Rape and Rye fit Blackman’s Stock and Poultry Powder; also Dr. Hess' : Magic and Bee Dee Liniment and Dip and Call and See Us in Our New Quarters. alks, THE LAKELAND SEED COMPANY. FOPPEEDE Modern Denti Bldg odern Dentistry This is a day and age of Specializing. We are Specialists in every branch of GOOD DENTISTRY. 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But the deck was getting lower, and the bow uptilting, and, anxious only to prolong those moments of hap- piness that had come back out of the , past, too late, they sought the upper bridge. Silently they sat there, watching the slow, up-creeping of the water. Over the horizon a faint light was creeping, ' and slowly dawn hung out her flaming banners in the sky. | A drizzling rain began, and, forget- ting that in a little while they would be struggling in the waters, they moved within the shelter of the little room that had been occupied by the wireless telegrapher. There they crouched together. ! “It we could have our lives over again!” sald Gardiner. “I never knew how sweet life was meant to be.” “We would be wiser, dear” swered Margery. H nghgnlellly she turned over the heaped upon the ittle table, THE LAST MESSHGE By H. M. EGBERT. IIssssssssssssesvessssssss Gardiner had been sure that it was Margery the moment he set eyes on her on board the transatlantic liner. But, not having seen her for seven years, he did not know whether she would recognize him. It is easy to play hide-and-seek on an Atlantic steamship. During the first four days he only caught fugitive glimpses of the girl; then, on the fifth, they came face to face upon the deck. And he saw that she knew him, “Margery!” he exclaimed, and stood looking at her dumbly. She was hard- ly changed, except for a more woman- 1y figure and a certain wisttulness of expression which had not been there in the old days in London. How long ago that was! The same thought occurred to both of them.! ‘What happy days those had been, un- der the elms in Kensington Gardens, up the river, when the world was young and life seemed to stretch away eternally. They sat down side by side. “Tell me what you have been doing,” said Margery, and, at her words, the years fell away and they were young onc_q' i papers i fepresenting messages received for more. Tt Wwas a frank story he told. Thelr quarrel, the upheaval of his life that | many on board, but not delivered. followed had brought him no good. Gardiner stared out into the sea. It He had drifted upon the stream, he seemed impossible that the ship could had awakened to the consclousness | vemain afloat more than half an hour that he was becoming a worse man: longer. \ than he had been; then he had pulled | “Margery,” he said, “I believe there i i an- I Okeechobee Farms Will yield big crops of corn, cane, cowpeas, ve.lvetbe-ns.npe.penuu.kudm.tpind-w; b-duni:ingl}emuda.nhodu,l’nn. Natal and other grasses for hay and pasture. With ol these crops available, cattle, sheep and hogs can have green food the year round. Thousands of Acres of Our Land at the North End of Lake Okeechobee Are Now Ready for Cultivation These lands do not need draining other than small ditches necessary on any farm. Make a te Okeechobee on the new division of the Florida East Coast Railway withoutdehy.nndu::?r yourself just what these lands are. Note that Okeechobee is now only a trifie over twelve hours’ Journey Jacksonville. Investigate This Wonderful Country While You Can Have a Choice of Locations for Your Farm You will find it unexcelled for general farming, livestock and poultry raising and for growing all kinds of vegetables common to Florida as well as the finest citrus fruit. This town and country will grow at an amazing rate during the next few years. We also have excellent land and town lots at Chuluota and Kenansville—the former a fine lake section in Seminole County suited to fruit growing, trucking and general farming, and the latter a fertile pine land country in Osceola County especially adapted to stock raising, general farming and fruit growing. Write today for full particulars to - 3 = e J. E. INGRAHAM, Vice-President Land and lnd.ustrid Department, Florida East Coast Railway Room 218 City Building ST. AUGUSTINE, FLORIDA himself together and faced life brave- ly. Now he was returning from Lon- don on a mission for the firm which employed him, connected with the sale | of war supplies. What he did not tell her was that it was her memory which had pulled him back from the brink when he was upon the verge of plunging down- ward. “And you?" he questioned, hungrily. “I am married,” she answered, and there was a long silence. Presently: “You never married?” “No, Margery.” After a while: “Are you happy?” | he inquired. He saw the tears come into her eyes. It seemed so natural that she should sit there and tell him about it. They ! had always perfectly understood each | other’s hearts. She had married, four | years ago, a man who had treated her badly. She had left him and gone to | “Margery!” He Exclaimed. s e s e OFFICE UPSTAIRS FUTCH AND GENTRY BLD2G. Offie Hours 8 to 6. 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Covington, Treasurer of - . 9 . icatot [l The Children’s Home Society , Ete. 2 - of Florida o g e Florida’s Greatest Charity 1 St. James Bldg. JACKSONVILLE, FLA. jox England—but he had pleaded with her to return to him, and she was golng back to America, because she felt that her duty lay there. They parted with averted faces, be- cause each knew that at a word the other would follow—follow to the world's end. And the night of the fifth day came. Gardiner slept through a confused dream of cannonade, and awakened to hear cries and stamping upon the deck above him. Women were screaming in fear. He thought the ship had struck an uncharted rock and was sinking. He was glad this was the end. He lay still in his berth. The cries died away, and he heard the splashing of the lifeboats in the water. Then, with s shriek, some- will be a chance'for us. I am going to throw this table overboard when the end comes, and we will spring to- gether. It will keep us afloat until— until some possible rescue. And, it we live, you will come with me. You shall be mine forever, dear, and we will start our new life in a new world.” “Yes, I will come with you,” she an- swered mechanically. Her face was very pale. Gardiner looked at her; he was surprised at her ready acquies- cence; he had expected that the pas- slon which swept him off his feet would at least be met by the plea of duty. There was no shrinking in Margery's mind. “1 will come with you, to the world's end,” she answered, slipping ber hand in his. He strode out on the tilted deck, and, clinging to the rail, peered sea- ward, where the ball of the sun was springing into the sky. Black against 1t rode a tiny craft. “Margery!” he shouted, drawing her to the rail. It carried the hope of life. And the minutes passed and they stayed there, watching the ship grow larger. The wvessel had been sighted, and, though the stranger could not know that there | were living beings aboard this dere- lict, she was pushing hard toward them for investigation. Half an hour had passed. The ves- sel was now plainly to be seen. She was a British cruiser. It was a furl- ous race betwen her and the sea. Clinging to the rail, Gardiner felt the deck at an angle of 60 degrees beneath him. The ship was trembling, pre- cursor of the final plunge under the waves. But life was looking at them again, and the war vessel was very near, He tore his coat from his back and waved it frantically. The cruiser was now less than a mile away. Suddenly a boat shot forth from her side. And the last minutes of the fight were never clear in the man's mind,' 80 close was the finish. But he seemed to remember that, as the ship strained | and heaved, and gathered herself for destruction, they slid down the up- raised side into the boat that lay be- néath, manned by a dozen sturdy blue- jackets. There came the hard ply of oars to escape the dreadtul vortex, and suddenly where the liner had been | was only a great swirl of bubbling wa- ter. Half an hour later the two sat side by side upon the warship’s decks. Gardiner was studying his compan- | fon’s face. Would she regret? Would she change? Would lite alter her will- ingness to go with him, while her hus- band lved. He knew that, as she had drawn him, so she had the power to send him out into life, hopeless. Margery turned toward him and slipped a paper into his hand. “Read that,” she sald. “I found it in the wireless room.” thing struck the vessel with a shock that made her shiver from stern to bow. Again and again. And now Gardiner understood. A night attack must have been made by a German cruiser; she had given the liner time to get her passengers into the boats and was now sinking her. The thought of Margery in an open boat at sea came to the man like & blow in the face. He leaped out of his berth, flung on his clothes and rushed up on the deck. He saw Marg- ery. She was standing at his side, under the stars, on a deserted ship, now settling into the water, which bulked around them, a great gray waste, a primal wilderness. As they stood there a searchlight swept out of the night and enveloped them, and once more came the shriek of a shell, dropping into the water near them. Then the cruiser, evident- 1y satisfied with the result of her work, sailed away; the twinkling lights dis- appeared. Flames and smoke were shooting up- ward out of the stern, but here, to- ward the bow, they were safe for the ' moment. But the ship was settling down. “Why didn't you go?” demanded Gardiner, flercely. | "1 watched for you,” she answered. | 1 looked and you were not in any of | the boats. They tried aboard, but I escaped. 1 would go without you And suddenly she was clinging to him, and their the first time ju sgveR YAIS. Gardiner read: “Your husband died | last night” (Copyright. 1914, by- W. G Chapman.) Polish That Brings Out Natural Tint. A superior polish that is said to have been kept always on hand a century ago in the best households is a sim- ple mixture and is made so inexpen- sively at home that it can be used as freely to keep the hardwood floors in order as for polishing furniture, says the Washington Herald A quart of turpentine may be used and added, cut into fine pieces, a quar- ter of a pound of the beeswax—the old yellow variety. It will take several days to dissolve the wax, but a little shaking at intervals will shorten the time. When it is ready to use it will be of the conmsistency of cream, and should be used sparingly and rubbed | in well with an old piece of flannel. if used lavishly as one is tempted to do with things that are cheap, it will look smeary. The luster from this polish is beau- tiful and enduring. Every time it s used it seems to enrich and bring out the natural tints of the grain “Do they have spring In the fall any place?” “Hardly. “Or fall in the spring?” “If you keep this thing up much longer, George, you'll get something worse than & fall in the spring. Il duck you under the pump!” Hidd foigotten my wncic’'s n. w address. Ma thought a few miuutes. and then | went to the telegraph oflice, and there it she didm't e Neitie's telegram! She found the address. Just a8 ma started up the street, shé ‘was met by a colored maid, who, recog- nizing her from a picture that she—the maid—had dusted many times on the | mantel in aunt's sitting room, stopped | and asked her it she was Mrs. Gilpat- | rick. Naturally ma said yes. She soon GETTING MA AWAY By BARBARA COOPER.CUSHMAN.' (Copyright.) Chi h’: r: l?v‘:“;lc‘\’flild::i d‘_° ““‘:,e::’ | came to the house, and was welcomed we em“““ talie 0o ana® and the co!:“ with open arms. It seems the tclegram 4 4 i had not reached them, throush some feeurn, and—ma.” Ma jJust put her ' o1y or other, so they did not know hand up to her face, so—a way she has ~—and smiled. She said nothing. That usually means considerable anxiety for the family. It certainly did this time. Pa went first, a week or two ahead, then ma was to go to finish settling, and Nettie and I—Nettie is twenty-five and I am only nineteen—were to fol- low two weeks later. The main thing ‘was to get ma off. Everything went beautifully as far as we were concerned. Nettie left the office—Nettie works; she's very clev- er; I just help ma keep house—well, as I said, Nettie left the office for a whole morning to get ma a through ticket and check her baggage, and we both saw her aboard the express for Chicago. Truly, we nearly missed the train even then, because ma had packed her best bonnet. We hunted high and low for it till nearly train time. Then Nettie finally concocted some sort of an affair out of & piece of crape that no one had packed because we didn't think it good enough. Well, I think 1 told you before, we saw ma off, crape bonnet and all. Then Nettio sent a telegram to pa in Chicago, saying: Meet her NETTIE. Ma left on the noon train. tomorrow. Nettle and I were pretty busy that afternoon and evening. Several peovle came in, and there were a dozen and one things to be done about the house. So that night Nettie and I slept the sleep of the just. We thought we knew ‘where ma was. Next day Nettie went to the office as usual, and 1 was busy sorting out the papers in my desk when I saw a telegraph boy mount our steps and ring the bell. Maybe I didn’t hurry then! 1 just snatched the telegram from that boy and tore it open. This s what I read: Noon train is in from New York. Where Ma. PA. “It was signed “pa.” Nettie came along the street just here, and I rushed to her like a maniac waving the paper at ber and shouting in a high key: “Pa wants to know where's ma." Nettie stared at me in dumb amaze- ment. Then light came, and with it revelation. “Pat, she has stopped off at | delphia,” declared Nettie solemnly. 1 forgot to tell you that ma's father, Grandpa Klein, lives in Philadelphia, and ber brother and youngest sister. Well, when we got ma placed in Philadelphia, mentally, we felt better. However. Nettie telegraphed back to pa to ease his mind: Ma left Tuesday. Probably stopped Philadelphia. Where is ma? . NETTIE. That last sentence she just put in for sarcasm, but at the end of a week it had come to be so well known at the telegraph office near our home, that the operator thought that it was some sort of signal or code phrase. She used to try different ways of spel ing it to see if it mattered. Once sl had it, “Where is maw?" Another time, “Where's ma?” Sometimes she put an exclamation point after sometimes a question mark. Once she just had, “W’'s M?” but we knew what it meant. Our telegram became such a daily affair that it was like the newspaper or the milk. Every night we had & , about meeting the train. | The family would not hear of ma's which We had leased; Waiting for ma to come and finish settling. When it became a necessity for him to go to Duiuth for a day or two, pa racked his brains considering how he should de- scribe ma to the hotel people well enough to have them put her in his room and look out for her until he got back. Finally he thought of her picture, which he always carried in his watch,| and he gave it to the clerk. “This is my wife,” pa said. “Now,| 1t she arrives before I get back, don't| let her go away again. Put her in my room, give her the best of everything, ‘Yut don’t let her go away.” leaving that night, and thcy coaxed , and cajoled her day by day until she had stayed a week. | Al this time we had no word from her, and Nettie and 1 were getting frightfully worried. Finally, at the end of the week—we i had telegraphed to the City of Friends i twice—we received a dispatch saying: i Stayed over Philadelphla. Am leaving | tonight for Chicago. MA. Nettie and I sighed rellevedly. We thought we had ma located. We sent word to pa that same morning. ' servation. sist on doing it better than anybody else in the town!" | It shrewd Mrs. Dunbar suspected the obvious change in the genial mood of the family, she was disarmed, help- less to resist it. She might have met sulkiness, disobedience, deflance, but & smile, ever present and inoffensive ,and innocent, puszled and silenced 'her. It seemed to indicate that her | perverse autocratic system, now ac- cepted pleasantly as.a willing croes, { might be tn Wilmington, slie might be in Washington, or she might not have left Philadelphia. So we decided to await developments. And indeed we 1did. We waited another week. In the meantime, ma had started trom my uncle’s home with the best ntentions in the world. She was go- { ing to Chicago. However, when she got to Wilming- ton the temptation was too great. So off went ma to see Bud, my brother. She went for an hour, and stayed two days. Poor pa! Well, ma thought she wouldn’t wor- ry us with any more telegrams—that's what she said-— 8o she decided to send no word from Wilmington, but to go straight through to Chicago, which was now her one and only thought—until she got to Washington. But why con- tinue? Exactly two weeks from the time ma waved a fond farewell to us at the Jersey City terminal she landed in Chicago. The trip usually takes 28 hours, except by the limited, when it takes 18. Pa, by this time, had business which “That's because you In-l This was on Friday. Early Wednes- day pa came back from Duluth and ! found ma sound asleep, snug and warm abed. That evening Nettie received a tele- gram: l Congratulations are in order. ! Ma 18| here. PA. A week later, when Nettie and I started to join them, I sent a telegram. It read: Nettle and I are Where's ma? rting for Chicago. Some of the Most Valuable Discov:| eries Have Been Brought About by Chance. How to make starch from corn) (maize) was discovered accidentally| by Thomas Kingsford, a mechanic,| One day he threw a mess of corn| meal mush into the garbage pail. His| wife emptied some lye into the same) pail and in the morning when he emp-| tied the pail he was astonished to find| a small quantity of starch at the bot: tom, Thomas Bolsover, a Sheffield me chanic, was mending the handle of a knife made of copper and silver. He) saw these metals fuse together and the idea of silver plating was born in| his mind. He laid a thin plate of sil- ver on a heavier one of copper and| heated them till the edge of the silve:, began to melt. He took them from the| fire, let them cool slightly, then rolled| and hammered them to the desired thickness. This was the origin ot “Sheffield plate,” all of which was made in this way until electroplating was invented. Cornelius Dubbel left a bottle of aqua regia (a mixture of nitric and muriatic acids) on a shelf. It fell over; the acid ran down over & win dow and dropped into a bottle con- taining an extract of cochineal. This turned to a vivid scarlet. Dubbel found that the acid had dissolved some of the tin of the window casing and the combination had produced a new color. A few experiments added the most brilllant color to the list of yves. took him to Duluth. He was staying | at.s botel .pot far from the house Before the roof I't a pretty gooc Before the wind | telegram for dinner. In the meantime, | A Pretty Good Plan to Shingle begins to leak; 1 plan to batten begins to shri k; It's a Pretty Good Plan to Build some Sheds where was ma? " Of course, we found out afterward. Indeed, while we were fussing in New York, ma was laking her ease and & lovely vacation in Philadelphia. On the arrival of the New York- Chicago train at Philadelphia, no one was visible to meet her. So ma went o the ticket office, got her ticket vall- dated, or extended, or whatever it is that postpones the trip from one train to anotber, And thep found that she To keep things under cover— The plows, cultivators, binders And one thing and another . And you’ll find it a pretty good plan TO LET US FIGURE YOUR ; Lumber and Building Material Bills Lakeland Manufacturing Company LAKELAND, FLORIDA