Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 27, 1915, Page 7

POBDAHT DTN ITOD SPECIAL SALE Rexall Goods THIS WEEK See Display. All Rexall Goods Guaranieed 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 Votes with Purchases of Goods Our Spring Line Is Coming in Daily See Qur 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 Buy your rubber goods at our store and you will get the kind that last. All rubber goods are not the same quality. Don't you need a good hot water bag or foun- tain syringe right now. We have a big line of goods made of rubber at the fairest prices. Woods' Drug Store PHONE 408 WE TAKE CARE SEEEPEIIIIELIEIEEINEINE000 JEWELRY WORTH WHILE 1 2 , the stundard ail the The Cole & Hull service is up to the 1 ¢ . time. }rllelr:rst thought that comes to m;;EanL('ls’\;ge\x;E\nl: see a customer in the store is, SA TISFY T A Every small detail is given the most consid_eraslslon. The above explains the steady growth of our business. «A PLEASURE TO SHOW GOODS.” COLE & HULL Jewelers and Optometrists Lakeland, Fla. i ¥ o SOSSFFISIOITSOIVIVI0Y oo tiares, b MARK AND HIS WIFE| By GEORGE A. ENGLAND. ' s — (Copyright.) “Look here, Malcolm, you've got to j tell me! She's my wife, and—" | “Hush! Not so loud!” “She can hear, then?” | | “Yes, she’s consclous—how much {longer she will be I can't say.” | “Sinking, Malcolm?” “Now, now, no questions! better go out in the hall.” “Never!” Mark's reddened eyes glinted defiance. *No, no, I'm not go- | ing to leave her while she’s gasping | {like that!” His voice shrilled hys- | terically. “But you're. only harming her by staying!” “No, no, she’'s my—" Malcolm slid a broad palm over the protesting mouth; his other hand gripped Mark's elbow. “Out you go!” he commanded, try- ing to thrust Mark into the hall, but Mark clung and the doctor could not shake him off. He had perforce to drag him out. When they were both in the hall and the door was shut: “Hang you!"” said the doctor in a voice tense as steel, “you get out and stay out! Don’t be a crazy fool!’ “Mally, Mally! She's my wife and you're my friend—my best, oldest—" “All the more reason why I'm going 'to keep you out of there till she—ral- lies! Till then, I'm not your friend— I'm the doctor, nothing else, nothing. Remember!’ The hand-grip was gone from Mark’s angular elbow; the hall door was shut, the man was alone. He leaned against the wall for a minute, shivering as he heard the windows rattle with the Jan- uary gale; then he shuffied to the stairs and sat down. His air was that of a man who has been painstakingly mangled on the rack and then given five minutes’ re- spite. The gas flame over his head cast a high light on his sslient cheek bones. After a while he nodded and dozed, with pendent arms. Malcolm's hand on his shoulder wak- ened him in half an hour; he started up wild-eyed and shivering. “What—what time is it?”" he stam- mered in confusion. *“Is Dorry-—is she—" “Come, now, pull yourself together,” said the doctor, sternly. “I've got some work for you. Get your things on quick! You've got to go down to the dispensary.” “What! And leave—" “Yes. 1 can't go, Miss Abbott here can't go, and somebody's got to go, s0o you see how it is. We've got to have a tank of oxygen, right off!" “What?" “Oxygen. It comes in big steel cyl- inders like soda water tanks, painted blue, with a valve at the top—you've seen ‘em. The quicker you can got one up here, the better it will be.” “What—what are they for, those tanks?” “Well, when there isn’t anything else to do, we give oxygen to aerate the blood and stimulate the heart; sometimes it Lkeeps the patient up until the congesiion begins to resolve and then—" “Her lungs, you mean, are—" bej ; but Malcolm interrupted. “Now, you eee here, Mark, if you want your wife to die, stand right there where yon arc and discuss things. If you want her to live, hustle into your overcoat and get a wheel- barrow and bring up a cylinder of oxygen from the dispensary just as quick as the Lord will let you! Un- derstand?” “Yes, yes—but can't you telephone? Can't I? We can save no end of time that way.” “Tried it, and can't. Central says the wires are going down all over Hampton. This storm's a record- breaker. No, you've got to go for it yourself. Hustle out with a wheel- barrow and follow the car tracks. The , ! snow plows.have probably kept em; You'd he ielear. There’'s a fellow named Tim- \ othy Foley for night orderly down { there this week. He knows me. Just . say I sent you, and he’ll let you have i it all right. Now get along! If you're not back in half an hour—" “All right! All right!” said Mark, and tiptoed shakily downstairs. . . ading an old magazine y office, under the yel- low circle of a hooded electric light, became vaguely conscions of a curious sound as of some one struggling and floundering up the steps with a bur- den; then, after a minute or two, he heard a fu.ablirz at the door. ) Tim dropped the magazine and lis- | tened; then he got up, wont silentiy 1 | the door and opened it. Through the snow eddy that swirled in he saw something that looked like a man standing outside—a snow-man, thin and tall, with teeih that chattered | like castanets. \ This man had neither hat nor gloves; he was gripping the handles ! of a wheelbarrow. He stammered | with bloodless lips: “Dxygen! T'H take it home on this.” He tried to drag the wheelbarrow into the vestibule, but Foley restrained him. “Hould on, man—hould on! Youse | can't bring dat in here!” “Eh? | barrer into de hall, see?” The man stared, but said nothing. Ha, ha! jnva me an empty one, and she died! | ' Ha, ha, ha! | colm Drop dat autermobile of yours, an’ come in an’ tell me all about it! I can't keep dis here door open all night ~—dey’s sick folk in here, see?” “That’s 80, that's so!” Mark let the barrow handles fall and came into the corridor blinking. “No, w'at is it youse want? sent you?” “Malcolm—that is, Dr. Miller.” “Yes?” “And he said for me to get oxygen in a tank, right away.” l Who “Say, are you Mr. Andrews?” “Andrews? Yes, that's my name My wife’s sick—pneumonia—" “Oh, yes, now I know. Sav. sitdown | o minte Il get itt” He padded away on his rubber soles. “Plum dotty!” he said to himself as he unlocked the storeroom and switched the light. Mark, left alone, stared unblinking- ly at the incandescent, clenching and unclenching his bony hands. Once he swallowed hard and tried to wet his lips with his dry tongue. After a cer ' tain time he heard a metallic rolling noise, and saw in a dream the orderly propelling a long blue cylinder down the hall. “Here you are!" said Foley, “an’ | here's de tube an’ inspirator. I'll put! ‘em right here in your pocket, see? | Now you wait one minute, an’ I'll fix youse a good dose of whisky an’ git & hat an’ some gloves. I guess one pneumonia case at & time’s enough for anny fam'ly!” “No, no! I don’t want it, I won't have it! Let me—" “Shut up! If youse goes hollerin’ lke dat youll wake up all me pa tients! You keep still, see?” Mark, cowed, leaned against the wall and waited. In two minutes he was hatted, gloved, and ready for the home trip, with a gill of whisky burn- ing his stomach. “Lend a hand now,” commanded Fo- ley, “an’ we'll load it on de wheel-bar rer. That's right. Easy down de steps now! I'd send somebody wid youse, if dere was annybody here, but dere ain’t. Now, den, I'll hold de door open till you reach de tracks. Al right? Got it? Good luck to youse!™ . . . . « e e It was a mightmare, that freezing ' dark wallow back through the bliz-| zard. Shrieking wind-devils buffeted | Mark and snatched the breath from his lips; snow-devils clogged the bar- row wheel; cold-devils shot him through and through with long sting- | ing arrows. His clothes, stiffened and frozem, | made every movement doubly painful. | Twice he was blocked and had to kick | the snow away with numb feet. Once a snow plow jolted past, glar | ing and sputtering; it forced him to ! drag his load off to one side and al- most buried him in a smother of snow. The man's reason and thought stag- gered down and out; he became nolh—i ing more than an automaton, lunging onward, sobbing, thrusting the barrow on and on through the tumult Sight and sound faded, cold faded; | darkness and wind and everything fad- ' ed from his consciousness—every- thing but the lash of his idea. Time, too, was blotted out; the universe was Just a whirl, a whirl, a whirl. Suddenly a light broke through the whirl and stopped it; then the man ' saw' some steps and felt a thrill of recognition—the steps were his! Some- | one was coming down those steps—a voice was calling (it seemed miles and | miles away): | “Hurry! Hurry!” | Oh, it was Malcolm, dear old Mally, ! and—the cylinder was lifted; it was ' carried up the steps. Mark followed. | Then his own self surged back again, with sickening pains of memory. and Mark stood shivering, gasping in his own house. 1 See! Malcolm was carrying the cylinder upstairs on his shoulder | Mark followed again; shuffling up the | stairs. At the sickroom door the nurse | repulsed him. ¢ “No, no! You can’t come in here!” she whispered, laying her hand on his . thin chest. “No, no! You're all wet and cold. Keep out!” “Quick!” he heard Malcolm whis- per to the nurse. “Hurry! Get that inepirator on! She'll be gone in a minute!” Then there came a little silence and the click of a metal snap. “Now let's have it—easy at first! Just turn the valve till you hear it | hiss!” Another silence. “Well, what's the matter? don’t you turn the valve?” “I am turning it, doctor!” “You are? H-m, that's odd; there’s no gas coming. Throw it wide open!” “There, it won't go any further!” “Say, what the— Why, there's nothing in it! Foley must have given ! him an empty!” “An empty?" Mark appenred in the doorway. His face was the color of old ivory. “Empty, was it? Empty?” shouted. “Hush! Go back!" 8 ! “And she's dead—dead?” [ Malcolm started toward him, but the man tossed up his arms and | Why ! whirled about and laughed, laughed, |} laughed—screamed: “It's an empty one! What a joke! Ho, ho! He Capital! Cap—" His arms dropped, his head dropped, | ' he doubled up like a pocket knife and |- ! tell distorted on the carpet. | Malcolm jumped to him, knelt over | him, tore open his clothes, put bis | ear to the narrow chest. “I say youse can't bring dat wheel- ’ “, ypodermic?” asked the nurse. 0, no, not the slightest use,” Mal- answered. “Cardiac rupture. ‘lz “Say, what d'youse want, anyway?” | was stone dead when he struck “Malcolm sent me.” “Say, vouse is way off, ain't you? ———————— : l ! a Special Ink Evolved. | As the carbon of ordinary printing | inks does not bleach in using printed material for new paper, a French firm | has patented a special ink. The black | | pigment is a compound from taabark extracts acting on ferrous sulphate, | | and this is incorporated with resin, ' or mineral oil and resin, or boiled lin- seed oil. In repulping the paper the ink is bleached with an acid solution of a hypochloride, chlorine gas, or hydrochloric or oxalic acid, the pulp beinz made perfectly white. ‘ floor.” ' SO S POTFTPOSOSIPOPT SOFPIFEPETITTOPCE DPOTAEOHOPAPOPO | It's empty! 12 years success in Lakeland. ou display. Reels Phone No. 340 SOPOP PSP LF PO Heat in Wood and Coal. It takes a cord and a half of short- | leaf pine, hemlock, red gum, Douglas | fir, sycamore and soft maple to equal a ton of coal, and two cords of cedar, redwood, poplar, catalpa, CROLOHOSSSH00O0 FISHING IS FINE! Fish are plentiful, and nothing is better sport than catching a big string of Perch, or better yet, in landing a big Trout! Our Sgring Stock of Tackle has just been piaced Look it over. that Trout CAN'T RESIST Reels Model Hardware Co. Some New Minnows Hooks Lines C. E. TODD, Mr. .. MAIN ST. and FLORIDA AVE. Norway ' |i pine, cypress, basswood, spruce and | | white pine. Just and Calm Manner. Nothing can be a better influence for any child than a just and calm manner of elders in the family, and a reasonable regularity of life. Such examples breed followers of like qual- ities and habits which are healthful in the highest degre: Exchange. Tol! of Black Death, Black ceath became epidemic in Agia and Europe in 1425. In a few years this black death had carried oft 23,000,000 persons in Europe and 85, 000,000 in Asia. In streets and road- ways the dead decayed where they happened to fall. During the 800 years up to this period the plague is esti- mated to have killed more than 900, ! 000,000 human beings in Europe nnd] Asia, Now, Jasper! “There is one thing that has al- ways refused to ooze through my noodle,” remarked Jasper Knox, the sage of Piketown-on-the-Blink, “and ! that is this: 1If, as the newspapers ! would have us believe, all brides are beautiful where in Sam Hill do all the homely married women come from ?"—Judge. SANITARY PRESSING CLUB CLEANING, PRESSING. 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Hundreds of thoussnds of women wear the Bien-Jolie Brassiere for the reason that they regard it as necessar and gives the 0 BRASSIERE ry as a corset. pports tl figure the youthful outline fashion back are the daintiest, most serviceabie garments imaginable, Ounly the best of materials are us S’ Tototgreat Gurabiity -abaoiuiery ol urabili utely t removal. Tustiess— permitting laundering without come in all styles, and your Jocal Goods d‘uler They will show them to you on request. I'Mdflg':flflfl'] hem. he can mllrrfl them for you by writing to us, Send for an il ‘book let show ing BENJAMIN & JOHNES styles that are in high favor. 3 Newark, N. J. 00004 § i 4 4 i f P OBLLOFOPOPOFIIQ BATES Is Showing New Shapes in Pama Hats For Ladies and Gentlemen 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 YOURSELF. PIANOS TUNED, RE- PAIRED, AND MADE LIKE NEW ALL WORK WARRANTED STRICT- LY FIRST CLASS, 28 YEARS EXPER- IEINCE, HENRY WOLF & SON PERMANENT RESIDENCE, PIANO PARLOR AND REPAIR SHOP. 4u1 S. Mass. Ave. Phone 16-Black Raaaaaa gl ol ot TR o e 2 J. B. STREATER CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER laving had twenty-one years’ experience in building and contracting in Lakeland and vicinity, I feel competent to render the best services in this line. If comtemplating building, will be pleased to furnish estimates and all infor- mation, All work guaranteed Phone 169. J. B. STREATER. ‘mwww«m SPEEPPEIE S0P E000000 4 — X Has moved their Plant to their new site corner of Parker and Vermont Avenues. 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, Res. Phone 158 Blue KELLEYS BARRED Plymouth Rocks BOTh MATINGS Better now than ever before The sooner you get your Biddies to growing the better. Let me furnish the eggs for you to set. Special price per hundred. I also have a large bunch of nice young Cock Birds at Reasonable Prices. ! H. L. KELLEY,!Gr ffia