Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 4, 1915, Page 2

“BOCA GRANDE ROUTE” GHARLOTTE: HARBORIIANDRNORTHERN RAILWA SAFETY FIRST. ATTRACTIVE SERVICE. COURTESY FOR THE INFORMATION OF THE PUBLI( SCHEDULE IN EFEECT JANUARY 1ST, 1915 —=Subject to Change Without Notice— .Northward. No. 89 | No. 82 “126.| 128 am. 6 45 .9 60 p.m. uthward. . .No. 84.|.No. 83. “128 | 123 p.m. 9 30 5 45 a.m. ATLANTIC COAST LINE Ar| pm. Ar| .5 30 Ar| 725 . Lvjs 615 ... Jacksonville . Lakeland . Tampa .. Winston . Lv Lv . Lv . Lv a.m. 6 10 2 el No. 4 C.H.& N.| Limited s 9 15 No. 3 .No.1 |C.H.&N. BOCA GRANDE ROUTE No.2 . Mulberry ........ Ar|s 4 40 . .. Bruce .. +eesee.. Ridgewood .. Bruce .. .. Pierce .. Martin Junction . v+« Bradley Junction . +.. Chicora .... . Cottman . TigerBay . . Cottman «es.. Balrd ... .+ Fort Green Junction +eo..Fort Green ..... Fort Green Springs . .. Vandolah ... LI oo BRI R ~ «ee0. Kinsey ... . Bunker.Lansing .. 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McCALL, G.F.& Pass.Agt., Boca Grande, Fla, SPEGIAL 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. WILSON HARDWARE CO. | | | | HER INHERITANGE By FRANK FILSON. f===========——--—==x=x====== Little Miss Raymond read the letter beside her plate and looked up in & dased way. It announced that she had fallen heir, most unexpectedly, to the sum of $3,000. ‘When one is thirty years of age not prepossessing, and a stenographer on $156 a week, the future does not look very promising. Miss Raymond had bought a new suit that very week. She had almost decided to let it go back, although she knew that she felt her heart beating so tumultuously that she could hardly speak for fear of betraying herself. “Wonderful news, Claire!” he cried, shaking her hands in rapture. “You can’t even guess it. I'll tell you after dinner. —after! And you'll be so happy for my sake when you know.” They went out to the little Italian | ABOUT WIDOW DOW By CLARICE GAINES. Not before or during dinner ht, 1915, by the McClure News- l ko Dillf.er syndlute.) Jay Dickson frowned over the let- place where they had dined :0 often, ' yor from the manager o!hl:: h:::'.‘: and, during the repast of MANY ' .. The houses courses little Miss Raymond watched ;. piance from his Uncle Peterby his happy face in mute sorrow. ® and the income from the half dozen felt that this was the beginning of the ;1. (otages had been an addition end of their friendship. to his income. Of course, the prop- After dinner he drew the w'fl:;; erty was sadly out of repair and a ten letter from his pocket and read it . .\ "3o01 of money had been spent {to her. An anonymous person, Who ... " i ine agent had made had the gravest reasons for doing so, wished to bestow the sum of $3,000 upon him. That sum had been depos-| lMlnamulnblnklemt.' and he was asked to make no effort to discover the identity of the sender. | He had been to the bank, and '.noI looked most attractive in it. But now, of course, there would be many suits and dresses. Then the thought of Philip Barton struck home to her, and she flushed resses | MONey was there. The manager MI :::]rfil:i;:;lm s ot | told him that the mysterious depositor Philip was her only friend in the | ¥38 8 woman; the had explained to, him that she wished to remain un- ::m?:i h:?“hlf:rll:he:“ln’:::"u::' known to him. The manager ln:;_ they had been fast friends all mt' nothing of her, but he had accept time. He had confided to her that if | the money subject to an investigation he had a certain sum he could start :: mll::l"l ;ei:ord. So the money was a profitable undertaking in the manu- | 88 800d as his. lul:tm of a certain mne‘chlnlul appli- 'And after this I am 30:":"}'0 .l:: ance now made at a disproportionate- ;»‘i..m:":n::::fiy Saturday nigl lp’la::?h?:c:t :;ofhx:;mw::h fl;:l And he began telling her all about the exact sum at $3,000. Not that he his plans; how he could get a part-. expected ever to have that amount.| Ner to go in with him to a similar But he had confided it to her as one, amount, and of the tiny factory that of those unrealizable dreams that; he Was planning, with success assured come to all of us. and a prosperous life. They lingered, That was last Saturday night. For, in the restaurant until everyone else & whole year they had dined out each | was gone, and the sleepy waiters eyed | Saturday night together. them resentfully, and then they| Philip was two years younger than | Walked home together, and Philip was Derself. ' A mere boy, she considered | 5till talking. | him. She prized their friendship the ‘And of course I shall move from many complaints about dissatisfied tenants, Jay reread the letter. “About this Widow Dow,” said the agent, “she lives in the last cottage at the very edge of the woods, and she says that some of the trees should be cut down because the shade makes her place damp. I tell you she ought not to make complaints when she is behind with her rent—" “Pshaw!” muttered Jay, thrusting the letter into his pocket. “I'll run down there myself and have it out with Mrs. Dow.” The next day, quite unknown to Agent Green, Jay Dickson alighted from the train at the Dorilton sta- tion and took a short cut through the woods to reach his property. He was not prepared for the huge black woman who waddled across the garden with a heavy foot. Her woolly hair was tied up in a snowy turban and her white gown was immaculate. “Are you Mrs. Dow?” asked Jay. The woman looked at him shrewdly. “I am Amada Dow,” she admitted. “Mr. Green wrote to me about you, Mrs. Dow; he said you wanted some more because she realized that some day love would come into his life. Poor, timid little Miss Raymond! No love had ever entered hers, though she was overflowing with charity and affection for all humanity. She was the sort of woman whom men seldom apprize at their true worth. When & man does, he draws a rich prize in the matrimonial lucky-bag. Miss Raymond thought about the legacy the whole day at the office. She was amused at the independence which it seemed to give her. She trembled no longer in fear of dismis- sal when rumors flew about that “hands” were being laid off, She was & “hand”"—or had been. Now she was beginning to feel a human being again, When she got home she put on the new suit and looked at herself crit- fcally in the glass. Whether it was the new suit or whether it was the legacy, undoubtedly she was begin- Undoubtedly She Was Beginning to Look Quite Pretty. uliig To 160K quite prétty.” Her tice was flushed, and the excitement had added a luster to her eyes and an ex- pressiveness to her mouth. Mjss Ray- mond was beginning to feel quite proud of her appearance. And then the thought of Philip came to her. An old maid of thirty! A young man of twenty-eight! What would not life mean to him if he could have that three thousand! She thought of the drab years be- hind her, the colorless years that must stretch before her, away and away. Little Miss Raymond put her head down upon her hands and cried. “It isn't for him,” she told herself deflantly, as she sealed up the type- written letter. “It is for—the sake of the girl who is—is to take my place.” And little Miss Raymond cried again. Then, lest the thought of selfish pleasure should make her re- pent, she went out quickly and dropped the letter into the post office box. Quixotic? Little Miss Raymond was made that way. That was why she had never succeeded in the stern struggle of life. She listened from her room next evening, which was Saturday, to hear Philip's step on the stairs. She was dressed—in the new suit, an unwar ranted extravagance now—and walt- ing for him to take her to dinner. Each paid for his own dinner. That had been the first test of their com- radeship, and he had always respect- ed her independence, But when he came leaping up she e —————————————————————— —— Man He Couldn't Admire. “I don’t mind meetin’ a man dat thinks well of hisse't,” said Uncle Eben. “What I don't like is to meet one dat tries to make me think he's a picture card when he knows as well 88 anybody dat he's only a deuce.” — Persistent. The croaker generally has little to say, but is willing to keep on saying It—Indianapolis Star. here,” he said, as they stood before | trees cut down. I will see him about L i w the matter.” the rooming house together. “I have got a little flat already planned, md‘! hniay;exftllez(lfl?ne"o(flr;:lengcul:i:g::e‘t‘; —Claire, I want to tell you something. i 1 ed his There is the sweetest, dearest girl Other than white people, pursu in the world whom I am going to ask | V2V through the street toward the | agent’s office. Near his destination to share it with me. I have never told s ‘was fiiet 1o b0 iktek & Yoiitig: woman from under the wheels of a racing automobile, As it was, they were both flung against the curbstone, and the young woman lay pale and white against Jay’s arm. “I'l show you,” volunteered a woman, and she led the way toward Jay's row of cottages. She passed them all until she came to the last cne, the abode of the Widow Dow. “I will go inside with you. you of her.” “No,” answered Claire Raymond quietly. He was too eager to see the clutch she gave at her heart, and she was glad of that. “And then,” she said, with a tremu- lous little laugh, “I suppose our long friendship will be ended.” “Well, of course things will be dif- ferent,” he admitted, “but I hope we shall see a good deal of each other, Claire.” “1 hope so,” she answered mechan- fcally, feeling that his eyes were turned quizzically on hers. And all the while she was repeating flercely: “I'm glad I did it. I'm glad! I'm glad!” And suddenly she felt his arms about her, and his lips on hers, “You are’ {he’ giil; Claffe!” "~ cried trl- | umphantly. “Didn't Didn't you know? love me! Claire!” “Oh, I do!" she sobbed, overcome by the revulsion. “I have always loved you—always, Philip!” : (Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman,) — you guess? Tell me you can You must, you must, FINALLY “GOT” HIS AVERSION Jealous Trout Made a Jonah of His Rival, Swallowing Him Whole. Ever hear of a trout being in love, | turning cannibal and committing mur- der? Last autumn two trout, each meas- uring ten inches, were taken from a | small spring at Wintergreen estate, Highland lake, and placed in a deep spring, ten feet below walls, where | Pete, a tame trout, fifteen inches long, had made his home for seven years without a companion, according to a Winsted (Conn.) dispatch to the New York Herald. Pete at once took a liking to one of the trout, but whenever the lid of the spring was raised he would glide through the water aiter the other one, The 1 doctor is on his way now,” she said, as she opened the gate. Amada Dow met them in the porch, and she took the slender, unconscious form in her arms and bore her up- stairs, where the village doctor ar- rived in a few moments. Jay Dicksen, wandering restlessly in the little garden, could not rid Lis mind of that lovely face which had lain against his shouider. It was a pale, spirituelle face, framed in rich, red hair that grew 'ow on her fore- head. The lashes that lay on her creamy cheek were thick and dark and curling. What color were her eyes? What ziled him, anyway? he asked himself fiercely. Never before had he cared about the color of women's cyes! The doctor came down and spoke to him. “Her arm is broken,” he said. “It's her working arm,” eniffed Amada, as she went out. “Mrs. Dow is an artist,” explained | the doctor.in a low tone. “She's been having hard sledding, I understand, and I gaess losing the use of her right hand for many weeks won't help any.” “I am Jay Dickson, the owner of these cottages. I came downv(o sec Mrs. Dow.” explained Jay, feeling un- reascnably elated because his divinity was the Widow Dow—and free! Strangely contented at the outcome ot affairs, this most impractical of and whenever close enough, tried to bite the fleeing fish. It also was. no- ticed at feeding time, when bits of meat were dropped into the water, that Pete did not object when his friend rose from the sandy bottom to get a bite, but kept his vyes on the other fellow and immediately gave chase if he tried to get any food. Jeal- ous Pete more than once filled his mouth so full of liver that he could not close it. The protracted drought caused the water level to drop from eight feet to two, and the trout whose lite Pete had sought for three months fell a vic- tim to the big trout's prowess, the shallow water not giving him the room he had been accustomed to when flee- | Ing from Pete's assaults. When the 1lid of the spring was raised the other day only two trout were to be seen— Pete and his friend. From Pete's mouth protruded the tail of the miss- ing fish. Pete was easily captured and the ead trout extracted with difficulty. Pete appeared none the worse for his experience and seems contented with his one companion. | Knitting a Scotch Invention, Knitting, at which every woman 18 now getting plenty of practice, is a Scotch invention of the fifteenth cen- tury, and Scotch knitted stockings soon found their way to France. A guild of stocking knitters, too, was soon formed, with St. Fiacre as their patron saint. Hand knitting was not long left without machinery as a rival, for it was as long ago as 1589 that William Lee invented the knit- ting frame. —— The Pitiless Tyrant. Remember that woman is a tyrant, and that only when you are under her little heel, and it is too late to strug- gle, you will find how pitiless it can be, and how quickly it can crush the life and spirit out of a man.—Sydney Yorke. ————————— Panama Canal. The Panama canal route shortens the sea journey betweer New York &nd the west coast of the United States by more than eight thousand miles. landlords proceeded to visit his other tenants in the row, and with them planned to make such improvements in the cottages and grounds as would justity a change in the name of the place. In the course of time it was trans- formed into Rose Terr: “e, and it was due to the good taste of the Widow Dow, who acted as Jay’'s adviser in the matter of improvements, During her convalescence the Widow Dow went to drive in Jay's big automobile, while Amada sat, a mountain of swelling pride, in the tonneau. Green, the agent, was pleasantly shocked to receive a generous check when his employer was married, He { never really knew what it was for, but Jay explained to his lovely bride: “If it hadn't been for Green's com- plaining letter I'd never have gone down to see the Widow Dow—and some otker chap might have won her first.” But the widow only laughed in her delightful way “There couldn't possibly have been any other chap,” she said, “for there is only one you, you know. And Jay Dickson was supremely contented with this very lucid ex- planation. | Powderless Gun. An clectric gun, recently invented in England, aims to put the powder mills out of business. This weapon reverses the usual procedure by pulling the pro- Jectile instead of propelling it. This purpose is accompliched by an inge- nious arrangement of magnet on the outside of the tube —— Preserve Patch of Yew Trees. A bit of primeval yew forest about ;hl! a mile square is carefully pre- | served in the Bavarlan highlands of wany, the tree, once widely dis- tributed, having become almost extinct ‘h Europe. e —————— Keep Up the Effore. “1“9 2 good soldier; and if Sometimes fall through frailty, again greater strength than trusting in my more ‘abundant grace.—~Thomas a’Kempis. Figh thou take fore, ! 3 Grit§, 10 pounds for Florgda Syrup, per quart { Florida Syrup, per gallon § Good Grade Peas, i Brookfield Butter, per pound .. e S N e N ST S S Florida Lan In Large and Small Trag SUITABLE FOR Fruit, Truck and Improved | General and 2 Unimproved | Farming Unimprove and Impr Oveg Samples 23,000 ACRES—In Polk County at $6.00 per acre. worth more than half the price. o 40 ACRE FARM—35 in bearing Orange Grove, 8, house, packing house and ‘barn, large lake front, N Irrigation plant, good heavy soil and good road, miles from Lakeland. Price $30,000.00. FOR NON-RESIDENTS—Good Fruit Lands, well Joy in ten, twenty and forty acre tracts; Co-operative Des opment Plan. NEW BRICK STORE BUILDING—In the city of I land; Leased for five years at $2,600.00 per annum, 000,00. Will trade for Orange Grove as part paym 9-ROOM, HOUSE and three vacant Lots. Close to Morton $4,200.00. $1,200 down and terms. % TWOQ HOUSES In Dixieland (5-rooms), rented. §3,00008 Terms. 1 TWO GOOD SUBDIVISION Propositions. and desirably located. 20 ACRI;S FARM—At Lakeland Highland. bearing grove, 600 trees in good condition. Large « idence with modern improvement. Private s works; good out buildings with implements and tey Price $10,000. 34 ACRES OF RICH HIGH .HAMMOCK land near (4 ter Hill. Close to school post office and store, F acres clear. Price $550.00 28 ACRE FARM—with lake front, 6 acres in young gro new cottage and good barn. 2 1-2 miles from Lakel on hard road. A good combination farm, Price § 750.00. Cash $1,250.00, Balance deferred at 8 per interest, CORNER LOT—Three blocks south of city hall. East 4 South exposure. Some fruit trees; new sidewall Price $2200.00, Tim Both close 13 acres For Further Information See J. Nielsen-Lange Lakeland, Florida Phone 354 Green. Office Evening Telegram Bl WE SELL FOR CAS WE HAVE CUT THE PRIC WE SELL EVERYTHING FOR| :El s Sugar, 16 pounds ........ Bacon, side, per pound ... Bacon, cut, per pound .... Tomatoes, can SR R Fancy and Head Rice, pound . Meal, 10 pounds for per can . per can .. Pet Cream, per can ..... ... .. White House Coffee, per can .. Cracker Boy Coffee, per can .. Grated Sliced Pineapple, per can Roast Beef, per can ........ Bulk Coffee, per pound ......... Flake White Lard, 10 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 ...... . Good Grade Corn, G. W. Phillips & 'Cb. BASSET 9 BUILDING AMOS H. NORRIS, President. ANNE M. HARVEY, Cashter., W. E. ARTHUR, A Tampa Agricultural Dynamite” (o TAMPA, FLA. L O Mr. H. P. Dyson, an expert sent to us by the Atlas Powder Co,, is at your service. He will look after your Blasting Proposition, and give you his advice, We have also two men we have imported from Pennsylvania, who are expert blasters, who will do your work on contract, or sell you our Explos- ives, which are second to none. *xx s Tampa Agricultural Dynamite Co