Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 3, 1915, Page 3

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Little Homeless |WOLF IN THE FOLD ‘hildren Suffer " In Florida? D NOT BELIEVE that the good people of Flor- that there are right now in our State Hundreds dren in real need—some absolutely homeless— be cared for. sure—that they do not krow that there are hun- thy mothers in Florida who are just struggling fir little ones alive—and at home. cannot believe—that with these facts true—and nage in Florida crowded to the doors—that the will let our great work which has cared hese little ones this year alone—go down for lack keep it up. Your immediate help—is greatly fht now—Please send what you can to-day—to gton, Treasurer of hildren’s Home Society of Florida Florida's Greatest Charity s Bldg. JACKSONVILLE, FLA. ',.lv!v'!.v"'[‘. Flonda Explosives Company FORT MEADE, FLA, * X x % are a Polk County Institution. Can Furnish you with DYNAMITE For Agricultural Work ' WRITE US FOR INFORMATION * % % % are large handlers of Mining and Quarry Explosives. L thiFlorida Explosives Co. FORT MEADE, FLA, SEPE BT DO odern Dentlstry day and age of Specializing. We are bpeclahsts fevery branch of GOOD DENTISTRY. Modern Equipment and years of practical exper- res you Best Work at Reasonalle Prices. ssse BB EDG eth $8.00 Up Crown and Work isoc Up $4.00 Up V2. Roofless Plates seq Specmltyw disease, Loose Teeth treated and cured. Teeth i without pain. Come and let me cxamine your d make you estimate. s e es UPSTAIRS FUTCH AND GENTRY BLDG. Offie Hours 8 to 6. Suite 10-12-14 Rooms and Equipment for White and Colored. dren’s Teeth extracted, under ten years, FREE. . H. Mitchell’s Painless Dental Office Bridge esh Groceries VOTES GIVEN ON ALL CASH AND * PURCHASES, ON ALL CASH PAID ON AC- COUNT. GET COUPONS FOR MERCHANTS CO-OPERA- TION CONTEST. s 3 i —— By GERALD MONTAGUE. “You will find no woman willing to " stand for a life in & shepherd's hut,” ' his friends told Larry Owen, when he announced his intention of getting married and retaining his job. Larry smiled, and when his friends saw his bride they changed their opin- fon.. Dorothy was a mite of a thing, Just like a little gray mouse—Welsh, like Larry, and a girl whom he had been engaged to before he went to Montana to work on the sheep Larry did not intend to keep Doro- my in seclusion upon the hills for- Just as the seaman has thoughts qnbt farm where he can spend e latter years of his life, so Larry always dreamed of a snug little untry place with an orchard, bees, chickens, and no sign of a sheep & hundred miles. He was an ex- pert farmer, besides being a sheperd, and he had twelve hundred dollars stored snugly away—almost enough to start the farm. There was a certain orange farm in a California county on which he had his eye for some months. How Doro- thy would love the life there, the warm companionship of the westerner beyond the ranges, the sun, the ease. He had paid a flying trip there six d months before. But he said nothing | of this to Dorothy. A man should take his wife into his | confidence. As a rule the surprise element does not work out satisfac- torily. Rather it is the man who gets the surprises. This case was no exception. Doro- thy soon began to weary of the eter- nal hills. They had been married six months when Larry discovered that she was running a bill at the nearest town for clothes, far in excess of what he had planned for her. “Well, I'm just sick of the motonony here,” she said deflantly. “I can't live here forever, seeing nothing but the sheep. Won't you get another job?" The Welsh girl was homesick for the old friendly society. She longed for the faces she had known; she felt that she had stepped into a vast, perpetual prison. It has been said a man and woman cannot live in utter seclusion and re- tain their love for each other. In spite of their love of a dozen years, Rode Five Miles to His Nearest Neigh- bor. dating back to boy and girl times, they began to drift apart. Where there are sheep the wolt comes. It was no exception here. Jim Collins was six feet one, flashy and “taking” with women. He had a sin- ister reputation among the folks of ; the district. But he was the man for whom Larry was working. He had not often paid a visit to the range, preferring to gamble away his money at Butte, where he had a string of racers and two or three automobiles. He had the patronage of the county, too. Many women had given their love to Collins. They had lived to regret it—but Dorothy only saw in him a big, good-natured man, longing for sympathy and to be understood. Once Larry, returning from the range sooner than had been expected, found Collins in the hut, bending over Dorothy as she made tea. He looked up brazenly and laughed. Larry said nothing then. Later he taxed his wife with caring for Collins. That was a mistake. A man should hold until the time comes to strike. all Larry’s wounded soul, all the suf- fering he had endured during those days of estrangement came to his lips in a flood of bitterness. Next morning he went to work with- out a word having been spoken. When he was gone Dorothy slipped out of the hut. An hour later she stepped into an automobile that was waiting for her below the hill. When Larry came home that night, his heart overflowing with contrition, he found the hut empty. A little note was pinned to the dresser. “I don’t love Jim Collins,” it read, “but he can give me something bet- ter than sheep. We leave Butte for California on the night train and you will never see me again. But you won't want to, as long as you have your big sunbonnet whom he had loved. ‘What had he done? How had this ttung come between them? He saddled his horse and rode five miles to his nearest neighbor. “Keep charge of my sheep a day or two,” he said. ‘“I'm going to Butte” “Something wrong with the wife?” asked the neighbor sympathetically. “Yes,” answered Larry, riding away. However, he had no intention of go- ing to Butte. He knew that the night train from Butte stopped to take on water at a siding a few miles down the valley. He could catch her if he rode hard. And, once aboard—well, Larry bad a revolver in his coat pocket. Yet his object was less to be re- venged upon Collins than to preserve Dorothy’s good name, to save her from herself. He rode hard. . The moon came up and lit the mountain way. Time and again he thought he heard the Butte train snorting up the incline in the distance, but always the sound proved imaginary. And now he was nearing the railroad track, which ran, a nar- row, edged ribbon, beneath him. He spurred his horse down the mountain way. At last he dismounted and, turning the beast adrift to graze, waited be- side the rails. Terrible thoughts as- sailed him as he waited there. What it, instead of killing Collins, he were to place one of the huge fallen firs ' across the rails, dislodging the engine from the metals as it came swinging round the curve? He could destroy Collins and a hundred others, sending them to their death among the bowl- ders far below the grade, and escape unknown in the confusion. ‘Was Dorothy worth the sacrifice of his own life in retribution? The temptation grew stronger, until | the man shook with the agony that assalled him. At last he went toward | the tallest of the firs, a giant tree as hard as ebony, which lay with its trunk profecting only a few inches | from the rails. With the exercise of | all his strength he could shift it a few inches down the incline. He knew that just where it lay the curve was the most dangerous. He stopped. Then, in the distance, he heard the pufing of the engine as she forced her way up to the summit before de- scending on the grade that led to the | siding. There was just time. But the sight of the flery eyes of the monster above him paralysed his mind, and he could not turn his mus- cles to the accomplishment of the task. And now the engine was de- scending the grade, lumbering and screaming as she made her way toward the siding. Larry stood still. It was too late now. But it was not too late to carry out his original purpose. Suddenly the moving mass seemed to stand still. Bhe swerved, reared, and then, with a scream of escaping steam, the engine left the metals and toppled upon its side, followed by balf the cars, yet clinging almost miracu- lously to the mountain side. Flames burst out among the wreck- age. The screams of the injured reached Larry's ears plainly. Entire- ly forgetful of his purpose, the man ran at full speed toward the scene of the accident. Men and women lay half buried beneath the wreckage. Lar ry ran along the side of the over- turned cars, searching for Dorothy. And he found her. She was unin- jured, and, on her knees, she crouched beside a man with a ghastly wound across his breast. Larry knew Col- lins, though the face had been bat- tered almost out of recognition. must have been killed instantly. He touched Dorothy upon the arm. “There is nothing to do,” he said. “It is too late.” “Yes,” she answered, rising to her feet in a mechanical manner and mov- ing away. She seemed stunned by the catastrophe. She hardly realized Where she was. Larry devoted hour after hour to alding the injured, until the hospital train that was rushed out from Sutte came up. Then he found Dorothy again. ; She was standing near the body of her companion, looking uncertainly sbout her. “What are you going to do?” asked “1 dol't know,” she answered calm- y. lhn-odtohvelonlllm of feeling. “Go on to Californis, I sup- | pose. You see, I have my ticket.” “But what will you do there?” “What does that matter to you? Anything.” “Dorothy, you sald you did not love that man,” sald Larry. “Well?” she returned. “Dorothy, in the old days I used to love a little girl in Wales. She was highstrung and willful gometimes, but she was never bad. Nobody could have said that of her. And one day, after a quarrel—she didn't know I took it, but I took a vow. It was that I would always protect her, against herself even. And though that was long ago, and she is married now, do you suppose that makes any differ ence. Dorothy, I am never going back. I am going to California too. Is it to be together?” And suddenly she was weeping upon his neck in an agony of shame. (Copyright, 1915, by W. G. Chapman.) Marriage Age for Women. Training and efficiency, and not sex, should be the qualifications of those wishing to fill positions in life, says Dean Emilie W. McVea of Cincinnati university. She says that girls should marry at twenty-five, and the only ob- Jection to a college education is that it raises the marriage age to twenty- eight or thirty. To Wash Windows. Te wash windows quickly: Take & ebamois skin, dipped in warm water, %0 wash windows. Then wring the same chamols skin dry as possible, and after wiping the window again you will have a firely polished glass, without the use of numerous cloths to do the work. Look Ahead The present moment the lemlent band of aad hourly either light @en, or making us ‘welight.—Robert Buras. He | An Interview With President Lincoln By F. A. MITCHEL The fiftieth anniversary ot the trag- edy that deprived a nation of its head and ut e same time made a martyr will soon be here. Those who lived during Mr. Lincoln's time remember bim as well for that Kindliness. that bumorous pathos. which coaracterized bim as for tue marvelous adroitness with which he steered the ship ot state through the turbulent waters of four years of war. His ussassination was one of the most tragic events of the world’s history. It was away back in the autumn of 1860. | was then twenty years old, had been gruduated from one of the large eastern colleges and bad selected Journalism for a profession. When asked what was my vocation 1 did not reply “1 am a reporter,” but “journal- ism.” From this it is to be inferred that 1 bad a bigh opinivn of the news- | paper business and a correspondingly 3 high opinion of my own attributes, be- ing in s0 exalted a calling. My work was with a Chicago news- paper, and some time after Abraham | Lincoln's election to the presidency of the Onited States | was directed by | the managing editor to go to Spring- | field, see Mr. Lincoln, if possible, and | get an interview. | arrived in Spring- | field In the morning and in the after- | boon went to Mr. Lincoln's home. | | was surprised at being admitted with- out any ceremony whatever and was | ushered into a living room. wherein | sat the next president In a rucking chair. There were two little boys, his sons, with bim, the one sitting on his shoulder, maintaining his position by | his grip with botb hands on the presi- | dent elect’s bair. The other boy was | climbing up behind with a view to dis- | pute his brother’s seat and to effect a | similar lodgment on the otber shoul- | der. ing with one boy on tus shoulder and another holding on to bis coat collar. | He excused himself for not doing so | and put out his hand in a very friendly way. But he made no move to stup the boys from their athletic amuse- ment. This did not seem to me quite in keeping with his dignity as the coming chief executive of u great na- tion—to me, a journalistic representa- tive of a great newspaper. However, I repressed my feelings and began the interview, first drawing forth with as much importance as | could assume & notebook In which to lay down those remarkable facts which the preeident elect would announce through me to the nation. “Mr. Lincoln,” 1 said, *1 shall be much obliged to you if you will give me the names of such members of your cabinet as you may have decided upon, It any, and what policy you in: tend to pursue, if you bave settied upon a policy.” Mr. Lincoln looked at me in so kind- ly, so fatherly a way that I belleved he would give me such Information as would enable me to astonish the world. “l shall be glad," he sald, anything for you in my power.” “Have you settled on your cabinet. Mr. Lincoln?” “Oh, yes. Every member has been decided upon.” “And your policy?" “That has been determined too.” There was something in his eye that puzzled we. “Would you have any objection to giving them to me?" “None whatever You are welcome I'to it all. Nothing would give me more | pleasure than to give"— He was trying to put his hands in his pocket—a somewhat dificult mat- ter with a boy on each shoulder maul- ing bim—to draw forth something, but. not finding what he wanted, he con- tinued: “The truth is that a list of my cabi- ' net and an outline of my policy are in ! that desk over there, and | have lost | the key.” | 1 cast a quick glance at his eye and . saw & merry spark in it, while the cor- : ners of bis mouth were quirked up. wok in the situation at once. Shut- ting my notebook, I arose and, abash- 1ed, was about to withdraw when be “to do. bungalow met a friend who was anx- fous to know how he had made owut. “Was that one of those portable bun- galows you bought?” asked the friend. “l guess it was,” replied the other, rather ruefully. “The wind ocarvied it away one day.” mwn -l-—fi ¢ ‘“l S \/4 Every Dollar Expended for Lumber Is Well Invested The buildings you construct with the lumber you buy, mean not only economy in the conservation of crops, machinery and stock, but add to the equipment and value of the farm. Lumber purchased for repairs, wise purchase, as is an especially its use prevents the buildings from deteriorating in value and usefulness, Lakeland Manufacturing Company LAKELAND, FLORIDA Mr. Lincoln was restrained from ris- R W W[AV[R Prop. Thereis a differ- ence between Shirts done uplat the Lakeland Steam Laundry and those done at the average place There is also class to our Shirt Work. Send us your Shirts next week and you : will always send them. The Lakeland Steam Laundry I‘IIONE |30 Lower Prices on Ford Cars Effective August Ist, 1914 to Augustist, 1y15 and guatanteed against any reduction during that time. All cars tully equippea f 0. b. Derroit. Runabout... ... ...$440 ..490 Touring Car . Town Car... ... . Buyers to Share in Profits Aul retail buyers of new Ford cars from August 1st, 1914 to August Ist, 1915 will share in the proti s of the company to the extent of $40 to $60 per car, on each car they buy, FROVIDED: we sell and de- liver 300,000 new Ford ars during that pe- riod. Ask ua for particulars FORD MOTOR COMPANY Lakeland Auto and Suggly Co. POLK COUNTY AGEN We are now in shape togive you the benefit of our Low Expenses. Let us wire your House and save you money, Lower Insur- ance, Cleanliness and Convenience are the results. . L. CARDWELL Phone 397 With Lakeland Sheet Metal Works YOUR EYES Are worth more to you than most any other part of the body. When you feel them growing tired, hurting, smart- or drowsy, think of Cole & Hull for your glasses. We do our own lense grinding, all broken lenses duplicated, “A PLEASURE TO SHOW GOODS.” COLE & HULL Jewelres and Optometrists Lakeland, Fla.

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