Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 22, 1915, Page 7

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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 Spring Line Is Coming in Daily See Our Windows They!reflect the Superb Stock with which our Store is filled. The Hu 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 oneisinjured, 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 WORIH WHILE The Cole & Hull service is up to the standard all the to our mind when we The first thought that SUCEY THE CU STOMER e time. se omer in the store is, SA e a customer il given the most consideration. E very small detail is iy growth of our business. above explains the stea “A PLEASURE TO SHOW GOODS.” COLE & HULL Jewelers and Optometrists Lakeland, Fla. i 1 E p L 3 ’ O,O“W 3 AO0POIOLO OO0 $OE0+0E0202 t o ull.anilcmdekesmudll | per. He looked grave and troubled, but {1t seemed as though the presence of | the cheery little woman beside him made him momentarily forget his anxi- (Copyright, 914, by W. G. “Poor fellow!” nnrmrulmlhnb:p & tall, bandsome young man came down the pretty park path and sat| down on the rustic bench beside her, mmmm(mmmnm The “poor fellow” was Ernest Har eties. own treasured secret from his morning slumber by the an- nouncement of a servant that Mr. Moody, Lora’s father, was in the parlor below and “would he please dréss and come down at once?” Rose as they parted “How unworthy is she of the love of a man like him!” Ernest Harper was engaged to the sis- ter of his dearest friend, Lora Moody And Rose Darrell knew that Lora did not love him, was a flippant flirt and would bring him pain and disappoint- he found Mr. Moody pacing the room up and down in a state of great agita- “How sorry I feel for him!” breathed “If Rose only knew!” soliloquized Ernest as he went on his way. “Ah, me! life is a sad enigma.” Here were the facts in the case: ment in the years to come. How she had found this out was her Ernest was surprised to be aroused When Ernest joined his early visitor tion. tone, ¥ | %. Kx i “Ernest,” he spoke in an unsteady TI've got some bad news for 'Ned—" began Ernest. “No, Lora.” “She is il1?” “Worse!"” groaned the unhappy fath- er. “Ernest, boy, be brave! We deplore it all, and you have been the man all through, but drive her from your thoughts. She is unworthy of you.” “You mean—?" “She eloped last night with Lieuten- ant Trescombe.” It was a severe shock to the astound ed fiance, but less from personal grief than pity for the chum and his fam- ily, upon whom this hard blow had been brought. In a measure he was re- lieved. “It Lora loved him,” he said, quietly, “she will be happy with him.” “But you—you? We feel so for you!” “Don’t think of me, Mr. Moody,” re- turned Ernest. “I only wish them joy and contentment.” “You are a noble fellow!” declared Mr. Moody. “Free!” Ernest Harper whispered to himself as later that morning he once again strolled in the little park, think- ing over the acute change in affairs that had come about. Was he think- ing, too, of Rose? If so, that account- ed for a new brightness in his face as he made her out at a little distance. She greeted him with a warm hand- clasp, her face showing deep womanly sympathy. “I am so sorry,” dued tone. He sat down beside her with a deep sigh. It seemed as though a strange restfulness came over him. He knew what was in her mind—friendly pity. genuine interest. She was rather she said in a sub- B ES B @npi bbb | surprised at the calm, grave manner in which he took his trouble. Rose drifted the conversation into general channels. She manifested an interest in his work. She spoke of a book he bad written and he was gratified to discern that she was familiar with all its details and especially appreciated the parts of it which he himself prized. At the end of a week the Moody fam- ily heard from the truant daughter. She was married and was visiting with the family of her husband He was an empty-headed fellow, but had wealth and lively social connections, and, while glad of his escape from marry- ing & woman he did not love, Ernest really believed that Lora would be y happy in her new environment. Ernest decided to leave the village. He went to bid farewell to the girl he cherished as a true friend. They were seated in tke garden when a little brother of Rose came running up to her. “I found the locket, sister!™ he cried, excitedly. “On the croquet lawn,” and he handed to Rose an article at which Ernest stared strangely. Why' he could not help exclaim- ing, “where did that come from?” Rose turned scarlet, she evaded his glance. She was terribly flustered. “I—that is, Lora—" “Cast it aside—yes, I know that,” said Ernest, “but—" Rose suddenly recovered her com- posure. “Shall I tell you the truth?" she asked frankly. “Well, then, I felt very sorry for your sake.” “And sister has worn it ever since till she lost it,” broke in the little brother, “and she cried when she did—" “S-sh!” faltered Rose, but the truth was out, and Ernest Harper read her tell-tale face aright. Ernest covered the trembling hand of the young girl at his side with his own. He gazed earnestly into her e!‘. “Rose,” he said, “could it be possible that you also kept that rejected me- mento for my sake?” Her dear, sweet face bent lower out of sight. She could not reply. But her hand did not leave the gentle caress of his own snd Drnest Harper knew wwat | ments. |n= nad found perfeet bLas ai iwst Llikes Sunday Dlnnen. Robert had always visited his aunt I on Sunday. One week day she asked | bim to stay for dinner. She prepared just what she had—no dessert. When the meal was finished the aunt noticed Robert was expecting somethln‘_ Soon he looked up and said: “Aunt Emmy, you have lots better dinners than this, don’t you? Guess I'll come CHOPOSSA Vo nday next time"—Indianapolis News. street, and neither had spol other. And nobody in Grantford ever learned the cause of their dis-' pute. | When the only brother died, leaving & little girl, the sisters, then in the second year of their quarrel, had each written, asking John’s executor for the privilege of caring for the orphaned niece. So Maud had come to the home, and from the first she had ac- customed herself to the peculiar state | of affairs in that family. It was convenient to say what you wished to say through the intermedi- ary of a third person, instead of hav- ing to soliloquize. ' It was when Maud Grant married John Springer, the doctor, that the ' wrench came. If Maud had only known it, the old aunts were so chas- \ tened by her approaching departure that she could have made them friends. ! So Maud went to live in the new house at the bottom of the hill, as Mrs. John Springer; and, though she climbed the hill often, the old ladies were sadly disconsolate at her loss. But after a while Maud did not climb the hill so often; and then the time came when she did not climb it atall be very busy with knitting and crochet work, and the b of yarn rolled all over the room as the busy old fingers pulled at them. Miss Mary and Miss Martha sat op- fingers working and the needles click- ing, and, as they worked, they solilo- quized: “A pink ribbon on the little cap, be- cause, of course, it is going to be a boy,” said little Miss Martha. “How glad I am it is going to be a girl,” said Miss Mary. “I love blue ribbons. 1 think a baby girl with a dainty little cap with a blue ribbon on it 1s just the sweetest thing in the world.” “I can't abide blue,” soliloquized Miss Martha. “I am so glad that Maud’s baby is to be a boy. Charles? Or Ferdinand? My uncle or my fa- ther? I think Ferdinand will sound of tribute to papa.” “She must be called Dorothy, after mamma,” Miss Mary soliloquized. They emphasized their sentiments to callers, and it did not take at all a long time for the news to reach Mrs. John Springer, in the house at the bottom of the hill. “The dear old things!” she said to her husband. “Oh, John, one of them is going to be so dreadfully disap- pointed. Whatever shall we do?” “Well, my dear, they are bringing their own troubles on their own heads,” laughing. *“We must just leave them to work out their own problems. Anyway, we shall be happy, whichever way it is, won't we dear?” Maud smiled up at her husband, and he put his arm round her shoul- ders and kissed her. And now the day arrived when the blue and the piak ribbon each re- posed upon ita cap, along with little jackets and coats and all the para- phernalia of babydom. And the little maider. ladies waited. And the wait pre—ed longer than they had expected. And by and by rumors began to spread about the town, and then a carriage drove swiftly up from the station, and a famous specialist leaped out and ran through the room in which the two old ladies sat, waiting. “Dear Lord, save her to me!” prayed Miss Martha upon her knees. “Thou knowest I want her—we want her.” Little Miss Mary started, for this was the first time in all those years that her sister had betrayed the rec- ognition of her identity. “Martha! Sister!” she sald in a trembling voice. And it was Martha's yturn to tremble and look afraid, for she had not dared to hope that the such fruit so soon. The little old ladies looked at each other, and of a sudden they fell into each other's arms and cried. And as the tears streamed down their cheeks and mingled, they asked each other's | forgiveness with sobs and self-re | proache: | “I—1 hope it will be a girl! There!"” said little Miss Martha. “No, no! It is going to be a boy. I want it to be a boy!” answered Miss Mary. And each had gone as far as it was possible to go when she made that admission. There was the sound of hurried foot- steps on the stairs, and Doctor Spring- er came into the room. Instantly the two old ladies had seized him, one by each hand, and their wrinkled old faces were upturned to his. “John! She's doing well?” they both pleaded together. “Well!” cried John Springer. “Why, t's all over. It is—" “A girl!” exclaimed Miss Martha. “A boy!” said little Miss Mary. ‘Well—it's both—," admitted Johs | Springer, rubbing his bands. “A boy | and a girl. Eight pounders. So we'll have use for both your gifts, after all.” And, being a man, he began to dance for joy. And the two maiden sunts, with arms interlinked like schoolgiris, did something that they would never bave dreamed of doing in more sober mo- They foillowed suit 13 O'!}Ix’ Look for the Trade Mark! Wholesale Fish are plentifu!, and nothing is better sport than catchmg big string of Perch, or better yet, in landing a big Trout! Our Spring Stock of Tackle has just been placed on display. Reels Phone No. 340 - And the two old ladies began to | I BEAMS CHANNELS CHANNELS ANGLES and posite each other in their chairs, their| BOILER PLATE | TANK STEEL GALVANIZED i COPPER and RUSS RODS STAY BOLTS STRUCTUAL IRON WORK ! OAK, CYPRESS | HAHOGANY CHERRY WHITE PINE and ALL HARD WOODS prettier, and then, it would be a sort LAUNCHES DORIES SKIFFS |l Ll BOILERS AND TANKS TO ORDER Competent workmen for ‘ road work at all times ! JACKSONVILLE FLORI SANITARY FRESSING CLUB | CLEANING, PRESSING. REPAIRING and DYEING. Ladies Work a Specialty. Satisfaction Guaranteed. GIVE US A TRIAL Kibler Hotel Basement. Phone No. 393 YOURSELF. PIANOS TUNED, RE- WATSON & GILLESPIE, CAIRED, AND MADE LIKE NEW P : ALL WORK WARRANTED STRICT- 1. W.YARNELL LIGHT AND HEAVY HAULING HOUSEHOLD MOVING A Oak and Pine Woad 2hones: Office 109; Res.. 67 Green OUR SHIELD |l IS OUR NCTTO Which is proven by our six years success in Lakeland. Maker of the National Steel reinforced Vault Building Blocks of all discrip- Red Cement, Pressed Brick, White Brick, Pier Blocks, 3 nd 4 inch Drain Tile, o, 7 and 8-ft Fench Post; in fact anything made of Cement. Fl NIIM VTN VAOLT'CO DO YOUR OWN SHOPPING : 5 Hostery Gives the BEST VALUE for Your Mosey Every Kind froes Cotten o Sikt, For Moo, Wemen and Chr Any Color and Style From 25¢ to $5.00 per pair I also have a large bunch of nice by Al Good Deslers.| young Cock Birds at Reasonable Prices. NEW YORK L | Lord & Taylor FISHING IS FINE! Look it over. Some New Minnows that Trout CAN'T RESIST Reels Hooks Model Hardware Co. C. E. TODD, Mgr. . MAIN ST. and FLORIDA AVE. Lines PIPPBODHPOBDBDE i ERESTENRMERAELTRITF TR ERTTBELERSSHE0SES-0:05 44 .M” e | ! | ] i i 1 111 ALL SHAPES |II|| Lakeland Agency ZINK SHEETS | American Lady Madame Lyra and Frolaset Corsets None better, few as'§ OF ALL KINDS BUILT TO ORDER 4 ’MQQQ”‘QQQQQQ“QQO‘“’000000000000000000001' k4 PP EEOOOOOPEPPEIIIIIEPEEOOEIEIOPIEEL el PIANOS WE SELL PIANOS, PLAYER PIANOS, ORGANS AND PLAYER ROLLS, AT PRICES FROM 25 to 40 per cent. Less THAN ANY OTHER MUSIC HOUSE IN FLORIDA, COME AND SEE FOR N I ¥ FIRST CLASS, 28 YEARS EXPER- TEINCE, HENRY WOLF & SON FLRMAXNINT RESIDENCE, PIANO PAR_OR AND REPAIR SHOP. * S. Mass. Ave. Phone 16-Black o S0000040000050004 000000004 J. B. STREATER g CONTHACTOR AND BUILDER Having had twenty-one years’ experience in building wd cuntracting in Lakeland and vicinity, 1 feel competent t. render the best services in this line. If comtemplating building, will he pleased to furnish estimates and all infor- mation. All work guaranteed. Phoue 169. J. B. STREATER. [ 3 TR R PR OELLPIEE L0000 $55000000000000000000000 4 4 SPECIALTY L aa s 2 SR olive branch, held out, would bear |Orders handled promptly. i mmwmmmmm Lakeland Paving and Constructlon,?(:omnany — 3 Has moved their Plant to their new site corner of Parker and Vermont Avenues. concrete Burial Mr. Belisario, who is now sole owner of the company says that they will carry a full line of Marble Tomb Stones in connec- tion with their Ornemantel Department of this business, tions. Office Phone 348 B.ack o‘mmmmmmm Res. Phone 153 Blue KELL EYS BARRED Plymouth Rocks BOTH MATINGS Better now than ever before The sooner you to growing the you get your Biddies Let me furnish the eggs for you to set. Special price per lmnelredy H. L. KELLEY, 6r flin

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