Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 3, 1915, Page 7

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Armour Star Hams Uncanbassed %. 6. TWLEDELL PHONE 59 PG SSLS 44 S2EE S SR B34 LI S SO IP SO OS G au 18 Cents ' This Week Only oved! The Lakeland Seed Co. S MOVED TO WEST MAIN STREET, NEAR YATES HOUSE d Irish Potatoes ns, on Sets White and Golden Dent Corn Sweet Corn Millet, Rape and Rye an’s Stock and Poultry Powder; also Dr. Hess' Magic and Bee Dee Liniment and Dip Call and See Us in Our New Quarters. THE LAKELAND SEED COMPANY. Your Coupons in the Great Voting test at the Hub. This is the only pts’ Furnishing Store in Town giv- Yotes with Purchases of Goods Our pring Line Is Coming in§Daily See Qur Windows ey reflect the Superb Stock with which our Store is filled. e Hub JOS. LeVAY THE HOME OF Hart Schaffner and Marx Good Clothes: IT COSTS YOU NOTHING to have your eyes thoroughly and scientifically examined here. Even if the examination discloses that you do not need glasses, we charge you nothing for it. And if you should require glasses we supply them at a rate which your own good sense will tell you can include no charge for testing your eyes. Cole & Hull W“““W&W‘O 1420484800 800008500440044 THE DARKEST HOU — By GARRARD HARRIS. (Copyright.) As the boy turned the decrepit mule horseback gallop over the crest of the hill and head down the road, coming toward him. News from the front was scarce at the Cove. 3 The boy calculated that if he did not plow too deep old Betsey could make it to the roadside end of the furrow about the time the horseman arrived. The boy looked admiringly at the man, who reined in his horse and eyed the sturdy youngster standing on next the bottom rail of the fence in order to see over the top. The stranger wore a weather-beaten Confederate uniform, and on his sleeve was the insignia of a captain. “Howdy, sonny?” he said, guiding his mount to the shade of a flowering locust tree in the fence corner. “Pretty fair, thank'ee cap’n.” The boy was proud of his ability to distinguish the rank of the officer. “Where's your folks?” “Ma’s up yander at the house. Rest of ’em’s in the army.” “How many?” “Pa an’ Tom—they went the first year of the war; then Will next year, an’ Joe last year. Joe warn’t but sev- enteen when he went.” The youngster spoke proudly. “But we ain't never hearn tell of a one of 'em since they left,” he added with a catch in his voice. “It's most killin’ ma—she wor- ries s0.” “Oh, 1 reckon they're all right. Folks don’t have time to do much letter writin’ in the army. How old are you, and what's your name?” “I'm fifteen, goin’ on sixteen, an’ my name’s Henry Wilson.” “Come on and go up to the house with me. I want to talk to your ma and get 2 drink cf water.” Henry loosened the traces from the plow, and left old Bet to browse. He proudly led the way up the weed- choked lane to the log house nestling in the shade of a giant white oak. From within came the whine and buzz of a spinning wheel. Against the light of the open door in the rear was silhouetted the face of the boy's mother, as she wound the yarn back and forth, She did not hear them enter until the captain and Henry stood before her. A glance at the uni- form of the scldier caused her to drop the skein of yarn and clutch her throat in terror. It was o moment or two before she could break the silence. “Any—any word of pa an’ the boys?” she faltered, dreading the answer, whatever it might be. “No, mam-—no news of 'em. Maybe the old sayin’ of ‘mo news is good news’ will do you?” “That’s the turrible thing about this here war. Folks goes to the fronmt. The army just keeps on a-swallerin’ ‘em up, an’ ycu don't know if they're in Virginny, or a sufferin’ torment in some hospital cr in prison.” ‘There was an awkward silence, and the soldier clcared his throat nerv- ously. “What have you all been livin’ on?” he asked. “Well, durin’ (ie winter we been mighty near in the fix the mule was in, but since sprinz has come there's poke salad an’ dandelion salrd. Only we have to eat it cooked with salt an’ water; we ain't had no meat for two months. Then the huckleberries an’ wild strawberries—an’ Henry found a bee tree, an’ we had some honey. He treps a few rabbits an’ squirrels, an’ a pattridge or two once in a while, We eked along on the dab of meal we had, but it's about out.” Again a brooding, nervous silence came over the group. The woman gazed far across the hills with un- lmln: eyes. The boy dug with his | toe at a button which had lodged in \ one of the cracks in the floor. “As 1 was sayin’, ma'am, the Yan- 1 kees has been givin’ us fits.” The woman looked inquiringly at him, “An’—an’ President Jefferson Davis has issued a call for all boys over fif- teen an’ all men not over sixty-five.” An awful silence fell upon them, and horror opened her eyes until they stared mutely. half groan, escaped her lips. “You—you ain’t a-goin’ to take my boy—are you, mister?” she almost whispered. “Why—why, he ain’t noth- in’ but a baby—my baby child.” She buried her face in her hands and schbed shiveringly. The soldier gazed out across the foothills, radiant in their April greencry. Here and there gleamed an ivory speck where a dogwood tree blossomed, and tho redbud bushes made faint blotches of purple color on the hillsides. “I—T ain’t zot no discretion, mam. The time has come when we got to rob the cradle an’ the grave, too, as the sayin’ is, if we expect to keep on fightin'.” “Why should we ‘keep on fightin’"?" she cried ravco! . “What air we fightin’ for? Why don't them rich folks what owns niggers do the fight- in’? We ain’t got any niggers, an’ don’t want none. What air my hu band an’ my boys up there killin’ fol! an’ maybe gittin' killed fer? ‘States’ rights,’ they say! Ain't we women- folks an’ we pore folks got some rights? They don't never think of us.” “Well, mnm that there States’ richts auestion is ro'itics. an’ I ain’t so pow- Wood Preservatives, Aufpfidnglyhrnnmbuolnb stances, . ranging all the way from the condensed fumes of smelters to the skimmed milk of creameries, have been tried or suggested as means of | preserving wood from decay. Aost of , them, however, bave been found to 1 have little or no value for the purpose. ) Certain forms of coal-tar creosote and zine chloride are the most widely used we “eservatives. at the furrow end he saw a man on | A dry, choking sob, | ** erful clear on it myself. But one thing ! we do know, them Yankee armies is comin’ down here an’ burn our houses, ! an’ take what little we got left, an’ mistreat our womenfolk, if we don’t stop ‘em. An’ we got to have men to shoot guns to stop ‘em with.” ! The captain spoke earnestly. | “Let 'em come! We ain’t got nothin’ ; for ’em to take. The Confedrit gov-' ernment has beat 'em to our corn-. cribs an’ stock pens. Let ’em come!” “Ma, I'm goin’!” the voice cut in, clear and decisive. il nswmdmpedhuhadlnher' hands, and tears crept between her fingers and plashed silently on the floor. The captain shuffied his feet awkwardly. | The boy' gazed out of the door, but ' he was seeing the clash and reel of battalions on the flelds of Virginia. He seemed taller, and a new dignity sat’ upon his brow. ‘ Presently the officer spoke. “I reckon we'd better be goin’, mam, 1t we expect to make it to the settle- ment by dark.” The woman wiped the tears from her eyes. Resignation had placed its seal upon her. i “Go get old Betsy, son, and put the saddle on her. TI'll go as far as the' settlemint, an’ maybe find someone to stay with there. I can’t stay here.” Swiftly the woman packed a bundle of homespun clothes for the boy, and another for herself. She placed them out on the porch, and pulled the door to, and fastened it. In silence they mounted, the captain taking Henry up behind him. They filed down the weed-grown lane into the big red road, and climbed to the crest of the hill, where the woman paused for a last look at the little cabin. At the foot of the hill, on the other side, the captain met an unkempt tat- terdemalion, with long hair and tan- gled beard, half-bare feet, and wearing flapping remnants of a Confederate uniform, “Where you been, comrade?” in- quired the captain, reining up. He might be a deserter. The west- ern sun shone directly in the man's eyes, which were weak and sore, and he winced with pain as he pulled the' brim of the greasy wool hat low to shade them. “I been in a Yankee prison ship. That's whar T been. They turned us loose five days ago, an’ loaded a freight train 'ith we-uns. an’ shipped us fer as Knoxville. I been walkin' two days.” The old mule could not travel as; fast as the captain’s horse, and thn‘) boy’s mother had not caught up with| the captain and his recruit. “Where you goin'?” inquired the captain authoritatively. “Why didn't you report back to the front for duty? You c'n tote a gun yet." “Didn’t report, because I don't have ter, that's why.” “Well, I'll just conscript you. oughter be ashamed of yersellf. oughter be back there fightin “Aw, you go to thunder!” advised the animated scarecrow with spirit. “1 done fit all I'm agwineter fight, an’ you | ner no other durn man is goin' ter con- | script me!” “I'd like to know why 1 won't!” snarled the captain, deftly drawing his revolver and cocking it, all with the same motion. | The boy slid to the ground nmiI picked up a stone with which to assist in enforcing the captain’s orders. “You won't, because Ginerul Robert Lee surrendered six days ago, an' the war's over, an' I'm goin’ home. That's why!” The mule limped up in time for the woman to hear the news. “Oh, my dear God, I thank thee that ' my boy is spared to me a little while!" | she cried in exaltation, her arms lifted | to high heaven. i The man in the road lifted the flap- | ping hatbrim, and peered at her! through watery, burning eyes. “Sallle! Don’t you know me, gal? I've come back, Sallie. I've come back ' to you!” ‘With a leap from the mule, the wom- an had him folded to her withered bosom, and crooned her happiness with the joy that greets one as risen from the dead. You | You: The Friendly Oyster. Science is always defending the ma- ligned oyster. It has been proved that more, nourishment per dollar’s worth may be extracted from the oyster than almost any other food. Dr. Julius Nelson, the biologist, “QOysters come nearer in composi- tion to cow’s milk than do most other meats, as all the four kinds of nutri- ents needed are present in good de- gree. Oysters have a larger excess of the flesh-building substance relative to the other constituents than milk, so we ‘balance tie ration’ by addition of starchy food and fats when eating oys- ters, thus securing a good meal at a cost that compares favorably with that when other meats are chosen. “QOysters have some special points of advantage, among which are the following: “The sea salts that they contain are useful in regulating and stimulating nutritional processes. “They are t'e tenderest of meats and easily digested and suitable even for persons of sedentary habits. “In addition to being easily safe- guarded against accidental contamina- tion, there is no oyster parasite known that will live in the human system.” In Style. ‘Willis—Where have you been? Gillis—In the hospital, getting cen- sored. Willis—Censored? Gillis—Ycs 1 hed several lmnon-l ent marte ot ont--Pock, THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAK ELAND, FLA., MARCH 3. 1916. FISH FHOLOPTESS00OTS ING 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 Spring Stock of Tackle has just been placed on display. Look it over. Some New Minnows that Trout CAN’T RESIST Reels Reels Hooks Lines Model Hardware Co. Phone No. 340 Consoling Philosophy. Perbaps if one were browsing around, amusing himself trying to hit upon the most eonsoling bit of | philosophy ever written, this of So- | crates would be easy to surpass. “If | all our mistortunes were laid in ome heap, whence every one must uhl an equal portion, most people would be content to take their own and de- part.” Water Power Wasted. The famous Victoria falls of the Zambesi river, in Rhodesia, it is es- timated, could be made to yleld 35 000,000 horsepower, or just about the same amount as all of Europe’s water courses, Getting Rid of Sparrow Pest. Nowhere is the English sparrow in- cluded among the birds protected by law, and as individuals and flocks have an extremely narrow range, each flock occupying one locality to which its activities are chiefly confined, they are easily exterminated. When a place has once been cleared of spar- rows it will be some time before it is reoccupied. ; Vividly Imaginary. Some men imagine that they are the | powerhouse of the universe, and that the whole town would be dark if | they'd quit. . Daily Thought. Gentleness and cheerfulness, these come before all morality; they are the perfect duties.—R. L. 8. SANITARY PRESSING CLUB ‘ | l CLEANING, PRESSING. REPAIRING and DYEING. Ladies Work a Specialty. Satisfaction Guaranteed. GIVE US A TRIAL Kibler Hotel Basement. Phone No. 393 WATSON & GILLESPIE, » Proprietors ———————————————— L.W.YARNELL LIGHT AND HEAVY HAULING HOUSEHOLD MOVING A Oak and Pine Wood Orders handled promptly. 2hones: Office 109; Res.. 57 Green IS OUR MOTTO Which is proven by our six years success in Lakeland. Maker of the National Steel reinforced concrete Burial Vault : Building Blocks of all discrip- tions. ed 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. FLORIDA NATIONAL VAULT GO | e e e ———— - Lot me send you FREE PERFUME Write today for a testing bottle of ED. PINAUD’S LILAC it e e, o o after in the perfume—you don’t ‘atomizer uo-Eu ‘extra for a fancy bottle. fl‘hm ‘The E" WAL AR Sy 50 handkerchles. PARFUMERIE ED. PINAUD, Department M. - C. E. TODD, Mgr. .. MAIN ST. and FLORIDA AVE. BATES Is Showing New Shapes in Panama Hats For 1% S s TR "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. 4ur S, Mass. Ave. Phone 16-Black Bussmnnnas SRR J. B. STREATER CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Having 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. EEEIL0LS LS P0L00009 000000 Lakeland Paving and Construction{Company 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, Office!Phone 348 B.ack Res. Phone 153 Blue memmm 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 flia

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