Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 1, 1915, Page 6

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r ( CHARLOTTE HARBOR AND NORTHERN RAILWAY “BOCA GRANDE ROUTE” SAFETY FIRST. ATTRACTIVE SERVICE. COURTESY FOR THE INFORMATION OF THE PU SCHEDULE IN EFEECT JANUARY IST, 1915 .Northwar No. 89 “ 128 “123 ATLANTIC OOAST LINB “126. p.m. 9 30 5 45 am. 6 45 .9 50 p.m. veees. Arl pam. . Ar| .530 . Ar| 726 «. Lvjs 515 Jacksonville Lakeland . Tampa .. Winston ..... Lv Lv .. am. 6 10 S No. 3 No. ¢ C.H.& N. Limited s 618 BOCA GRANDE ROUTE Mulberry .. . Arjs 440 [s 915 Bruce .. £ 421 8 55 . Ridgewood . . Ssns e . Bruce .. 8 65 . Plerce .. 8 50 . Martin Junction ... 8 45 . Bradley Junction . 8 40 -+ Chicora 8 31 «. Cottman .. 8 22 . TigerBay . +. Cottman . . Baird ..... «+ Fort Green Junction . «+...Fort Green ... Fort Green Springs . . Vandolah .. . Ona ... Bridge Limestone ... Kinsey .. Bunker.Lansing . 8 22 818 8 08 8 06 8 02 7561 747 736 728 24 12 04 00 50 40 30 20 18 12 Arcadia . Shops .. . Nocatee .. . Hull ... . Fort Ogden . CURC R T N N AR YR RGPy Southland « McCall . . Placida «+ Gasparilla . . Boca Grande . + South Boca Grande . 9 40 p.m. am Daily Daily e U s el L “C H. & N. LIMITED” Through Sleeper Between Jacksonville, Lakeland, C. H. & N, Limited, passengers holding tickets from Lakeland and points north. No. 82 “ 128 No.2 .|C.H.&N. Limited - | D — LETITIA’S LICENSE By MOLLY McMASTER A A U ST BLXC! (Copyright, 18, by Amociated Litersry Press) The Rev. Samuel Durand strolled leisurely through the park. It was !nnfi often that the young minister had the time to stroll, but even ministers find that all work and no play makes & tiresome pilgrimage through life. | The park was still wearing its winter 'garb yet there was that in the air , which suggested an eary spring. The Rev. Mr. Durand expanded his mas- sive chest and drew in drafts of the fresh air. He realized them with the blood coursing through his veins that he was thankful to his big con- llren'.lun for insisting on this much- needed rest. | His eyes glanced ahead through the labyrinth of glistening trees and the winding path below. A few yards be- yound, in the middle of that wide Ipnh. lay a long envelope, and when i the minister reached the spot he stopped and picked it up. There was no writing to indicate an owner and | the Rev. Mr. Durand turned a search- ;Inl glance about the immediate vicin- (ity. Perhaps some one would even i then be returning to look for the lost | property. | But the park was deserted save for | jthe sparrows and the little begging | squirrels that sat up with forepaws against their breasts in mute appeal. The minister's hand went deep into his pocket and drew forth the desired | peanuts; three days in Central pa had taught him that New York squir- rels were not the untamed variety of the western woods. The Rev. Durand stooped meet the demands of the little crea- and sinner. mind returned to the legal looking Arcadia & Boca Grande| train No. 3 will stop at flag stations todischarge| C. H, & N. Limited, train No. 4 will stop at flag stations on signal for local passengers and for passengers holding tickets for Lakeland and points beyond. Information not obtainable from Agents will be cheerfully fur. nished by the undersigned. L. M. FOUTS, N. H. GOUCHER, 2nd V. P. & Gen. Mgr. Supt. Transportation, Boca Grande, Fila. Arcadia, Fla. C. B. McCALL, SPECIAL SALE For THIRTY DAYS we will Make a Special Sale on the New Improved White Rotary Sewing Machine Thirty Dollars Cash Just one-half the usual price Takes one of them Don’t let this opportunity pass without supplying your needs. The quantity is limited. Come at once. When they are gone we can’t duplicate the order. We need THE CASH. You need the Machine. Our interests are mutual. Come let us Serve you. e ——————— WILSON HARDWARE CO. G.F.& Pass.Agt,, | Boca Grande, Fla, “Why ls It That One Always Jumps to Conclusions?” document he had picked up from the path, “A marriage license! Now what man could be so careless as to lose 80 precious a thing?” the minister's yes were wistful, “It the right girl had ever come into my life and had registered her name with paper in a hurry.” He scanned the document for the names of the couple. “Letitla Larken and Harold Dwyer.” The minister repeated the last name and a thoughtful line drew between his eyes. He stopped still in the path and probed his memory. “Harold Dwyer? Where have I Seen— Ah!" He continued his walk, but the puzzled frown only deepened. “l marrled Harold Dwyer to—to— Rose Lange five—no four—years ago.” And during the remainder of his walk back to the hotel the Rev. Mr. Durand was lost in thought. There might easily be two Harold Dwyers and yet something told the minister that it was not so in this case. He suddenly felt as it his trip to the east, his walk in the park, and in fact his whole life had been a Ppreparation for the finding of this marriage license. Argument whispered to him that Harold Dwyer may have lost his first wife, but wisdom told him that such was not the case. “In any event, I will take the 1i- cense to the girl," he decided and wondered why he sought the girl rather than the man. Yet instinct told him that the man could mot be trusted and that the girl was in need of warning. It was toward the late afternoon When the young minister made his Way to the home of Letitia Larkin. Somehow he had had a presentiment that the girl would be living in a boarding house. Yes; she did live in one of those domiclles for the homeless In the big city. A slovenly but affable maid let the young minister into the front Toom with the information that Miss Larkin was engaged with the ladles’ guild, but that she would bring her down from the top floor. Lost in wonderment as to why the Pparlors of boarding houses invariably contained a plush album and a table !wllh a marble top the minister did (Dot hear the soft entrance of Letitia Larkin. When he did catch sight ot | her he arose quickly to his feet with a ——————— Good Reason to Be Pleased. Jones—“What a puffball Burison's 80t to be since he bought that farm | upstate! Why, every day the grinning Dut comes to the office wearing a Taw potato for a watch charm.” Smith —"Yes; he explained about that Do~ i tato to me. It was his share of last i year's ®op."—Magazine of Fun. { jumps to conclusions? The world is to | ' There was a sudden silence in the tures that waylaid rich and poor, saint When his pockets were emptied his | | and he strove to make his tone light. | matrimony ?” | tone, but underneath i strange and ugly shapes. quickly indrawn breath. He had M’ prepared himself for the big lnnoeonti eyes of Letitia or the demure llllfl.‘ on Letitia’s lips or the smooth shin- ' ing braids on Letitia’s head, or in fact | any of the manifold charms that made {up the entire Letitia. He only looked |at her and gripped himself the harder | | because of the pain he felt he was about to inflict. She drew nearer and held out & | steady, cordial hand. Any member of !the clergy was always welcome to Letitia and she supposed he was one !who had learned of her little odds jand ends of charity work. The girl's eyelashes swept quickly down when she felt the warm, pro- tecting pressure of the minister’s {hand. Then she looked up and said: “Won't you be seated?” “I have come on a rather peculiar errand.” The minister spoke with a touch of gravity. “I found this.” He held out the marriage license and saw the quick color flame into Leti- tia’s cheecks. “Oh! Thank you so much. Harold —Mr. Dwyer must have lost it.” “I found it in Central park,” the clergyman said and waited until the color had receded from the girl's face. “I could have mailed the doc- ument but I used to know a Harold Dwyer—in fact—" the Rev. Mr. Du- rand hesitated for the fraction of a minute then went bravely on, “I mar- {rled a Mr. Harold wyer four years ago. His wife was a dear friend of mine.” The minister watched the girl's face. It had grown a shade paler and a startled look had come into her eyes. | She regained her composure almost | immediately and laughed a pretty, ringing laugh. | “Why is it,” 'she asked with a not! | quite steady volice, “that one always | certainly large enough to contain two or even three Harold Dwyers.” room while a glance fraught with felrl and a newborn understanding passed between the minister and the girl. The minister was the first to speak “Then you are the first to venture with your Mr. Dwyer into the land of / “Yes,” said the girl, imitating his there was a vague feeling of disquiet. The room seemed suddenly to be peopled with The girl turned toward the window | as if to escape some hidden pressure. “Here is Mr. Dwyer now,” she said,' but in a dull monotone. | The Rev. Dr. Durand had caught a fleeting glimpse of the man who was then entering the house, and he took ;up a position well in the center so | that Dwyer might see him to best ad- vantage. | told her. “And I thank my good mem- For a moment | mine—I think I would hot let go the ! The minister was consclous of heav- ily beating pulses when he heard the man's entrance and felt him glance | into the front room. Then he heard a | smothered exclamation and realized | that Harold Dwyer had fled precipi- tately from the life of Letitia Larkin, The girl realized everything in & flash of intuition. She smiled a halt wistful little smile and because she was adorably feminine she did that which was expected of her and fainted into the minister's arms. When she opened her eyes he was gazing down at her with an exprol-l sion that brought an the color back into Letitia’s cheeks. “It was good of you to save me,” she sald demurely. “I couldn’t do less,” the minister ] ory for names,” he added. Letitla was slowly tearing the Ii- cense to bits. “You can get another one—some day,” the Rev. Durand sald, half in earnest. 5 Letitla blushed for she caught the serious meaning beneath the jest. And when she did get another marriage license the big minister accompanied her to take charge of it—and her. ONE OF NATURE’S FIRST LAWS Digestive Organs Must Ge Given Time to Do Thelr Work If Good Health Is Desired. A certain fundamental law of nature if 1t were written out would read: Thou shalt not eat any manner of food until that which thou didst eat afore- time shall have been fully digested. And he that eateth before his peptio glands are ready shall pay the pen- alty. The law is mandatory. Although | I do not find it written “in the tables i of the law” ¢ one af the ten com- mandments, yet it is written among the laws of nature, and Jjudgments innumerable have been rendered sus- taining it. The underlying principle is that the operation of digestion is not a continuous performance. What boots it when or how a law was given, as long as it contains the steam-roller truth? Many an unfortunate who had ignorantly or thoughtlessly violated this law has been rolled out into a thin layer of uncomfortable indolenee or I groaning incapacity. | — Hie Record. “I always heard that Jobbins was An arrant coward, but he is continual- 1y boasting while in the Philippines of [all the Moros he beat in battle.” “Nonsense! If ever he did get iato 8 battle he never beat anything but & retreat.” — On a Common Plane. “Strange how classes far apart sometimes meet on common ground.” “How so?" “Look at a philosopher and a sneak thief, for example. They both take [ an abstract view of things.” | Where the Insane Act. At the Johns Hopkins hospital im more there is a completely fitted theater for the use of the insane pa- tients. The patients themselves act in the plays presented, and in many cases with most beneficial results. —— How Insects Regulate Speed. [ Motion pictures of insects rather than by altering the of their motion, By MARY MONROE. (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) For 15 years Miss Martha and Miss Mary had inhabited the big old house on the hill, at the top of the village street, and neither had spoken to the other. And nobody in Grantford had ever learned the cause of their dis- pute. When the only brother died, leaving a 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 conveinient 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 bhad 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 And the two old ladies began to be very busy with knitting and crochet ) Work, and the balls of yarn rolled all over the room as the busy old fingers pulled at them. Miss Mary and Miss Martha sat op- posite each other in thefr chairs, their 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 is 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? 1 think Ferdinand will sound prettier, and then, it would be a sort of tribute to papa.” “She must be called Dorothy, atter 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 ber husband. “Oh, John, one of them is going to be so dreadtully 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 pink ribbon each re- posed upon its cap, along with little Jackets and coats and all the para- phernalia of babydom. And the little maiden ladies waited. And the wait proved 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 & 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 & trembling voice. And it was Martha's turn to tremble and look afraid, for she had not dared to hope that the olive branch, held out, would bear such fruit so soon. The little old ladies looked at each other, and of & 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 Pproaches. “I—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, it's all over. It is—" “A girl!” exclaimed Miss Martha. “A boy!” said little Miss Mary. ‘Well—it's both—," admitted Johm Springer, rubbing his hands. “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 aunts, with arms interlinked like schoolgirls, did something that they would never have dreamed of doing in more sober mo- ments. They followed suit. Afternoon Farmer. An afterncon farmer is aa expression for one who puts Wwork until the last moment. o Beautiful Unseen World. There is a vell covering the unsesa world which not the strongest mam nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, fanay, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that eur- tain and view and picture the super- nal beauty . Church, New York Sua. Florida Land Fruit, Truck and Improved e General j Unimproved | Farming Unimproveg and Improveqd Samples 23,000 ACRES—In Polk County at $6.00 per acre. Timbg worth more than half the price, / 40 ACRE FARM.——35 in bearing Orange Grove, 8-rog house, Ppacking house and barn, large lake front, Ne, . Irrigation plant, good heavy soil and good road. S miles from Lakeland. Price $30,000.00. FOR NON-RESIDENTS—Good Fruit Lands, well locat In ten, twenty and forty acre tracts; Co-operative De opment Plan. NEW BRICK STORE BUILDING—In the city of Lak land; Leasgd for five years at $2,600.00 Per annum, $3, 000,00. Will trade for Orange Grove as part Payment 9-ROOM, HOUSE and three vacant Lots. Close to Lak Morton $4,200.00. $1,200 down and terms, TWO HOUSES In Dixieland (5-rooms), rented. $3,000.0: Terms. s TWO GOOD SUBDIVISION Propositions. and desirably located. 20 ACRES FARM—At Lakeland Highland. bearing grove, 600 trees in good condition. Large r idence with modern improvement. Private wate works; good out buildings with implements and tean Price $10,000. 34 ACRE$ OF RICH HIGH -HAMMOCK land near Cen ter Hill. Close to school post office and store. Fi acres clear. Price $550.00 28 ACRE FARM—uwith lake front. 6 acres in young grove new cottage and good barn. 2 1-2 miles from Lakelanq on hard road. A good combination farm, Price $4 750.00. Cash $1,250.00, Balance deferred at 8 per cen) interest, CORNER LOT—Three blocks south of city hall. East an South exposure. Some fruit trees; new sidewalks| Price $2200.00, Both close i 13 acres i For Further Information See J. Nielsen-Lange Lakeland, Florida Phone 354 Green. Office Evening Telegram Bldg Sugar, 16 pounds ...... St Bacon, side, per pound ... Bacon, cut, per pound . Tomatoes, can Fancy and Head Rice, Meal, 10 pounds for pound . § Grits, 10 pounds for ..... Florida Syrup, per quart ... Florida Syrup, per gallon ..... " " Good Grade Corn, per can ...... § Good Grade Peas, per can . Pet Cream, per can ¢ White House Coffee, per ca d Cracker Boy Coffee, per can . d Grated Sliced Pineapple, d Roast Beef, per can . ‘wonder beyond.—Frank || S8 89888 8w % %P per can Bulk Coffee, per pound Flake White Lard, 1o pound pail Flake White Lard, 4 pound pail .. Catsup, Van Camp’s, per bottle . Irish Potatoes, per peck ..... Sweet Potatoes, per peck . Navy Beans, per pound .... Lima Beans, per pound . ; Brookfield Butter, per pound . AMOS H. NORRIS, President. W. E. 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