Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 5, 1915, Page 7

. Armour Star Hams ‘ Uncanbassed at 18 Cents | THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAK ELAND, FLA., MARCR .. THE DARKEST HOUR By GARRARD HARRIS. (Copyright) o! at 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 Cnnledmhi 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 . | erful clear on it myself. But one thing we do know, them Yankee armies is 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 corm- cribs an’ stock pens. Let em come!” “Ma, I'm goin’!” the voice cut im, clear and decisive. The woman dropped her head in her 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 otl battalions on the flelds of Virginia. HOI seemed taller, and a new dignity sat upon his brow. Preséntly the officer spoke. *I reckon we'd better be goin’, mam, ltvuoxmtwmmutofl-umt' ment by dark.” ! The woman wiped the tears from her eyes. Resignation had placed its seal upon her. “Go get old Betsy, son, and put the saddle on her. I'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 4915, FISHIN VOHOMOSIEP PSSO 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 placéd on display. Look it over. Some New Minnows that Trout CAN'T RESIST Reels Reels Lines Hooks Model Hardware Co. Phone No. 340 - C. E. TODD, Mgr. .. MAIN ST. and FLORIDA AVE. year of the war; then Will next yur,! taking Henry up behind him. They Consoling Philosophy. an’ Joe last year. Joe warn't but sev- | filed down the weed-grown lane Into| perhaps if one were browsing enteen when he went” The youngster , the big red road, and climbed to the around, amusing himself trying to his Week Only spoke proudly. “But we ain't mever 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.” crest of the hill, where the woman pit ypon the most consoling bit of paused for a last look at the little pnjosophy ever written, this of So- Jil cabin. crates would be easy to surpass. “It At the foot of the hill, on the other | a1 our mistortunes were laid in one ! [f |llda. the captain met an unkempt tat- heap, whence every one must take | i “Oh, I reckon they're all right. Folks . terdemalion. with long hair and tan-| g equal portion, most people would | 6. TWEEDELL PHONE 59 N 2 S s et estsstriscsosssssesed edl The Lakeland Seed Co. 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Cole & Hull don't have time to do much letter gled beard, half-bare feet, and welrin“ be content to take their own and de- part.” writin’ in the army. How old are you, ' and what's your name?” | “Im 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 a drink of water.” Henry loosened the traces from the plow, and left old Bet to browse. He proudly led the way up the weod-' choked lane to the log house nemlngl 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 soldier caused her to drop the skein of yarn and clutch her throat | in terror. It was a 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 ‘no news is good‘ news’ will do you?” | “That’s the turrible thing about this here war. Folks goes to the I'ront.é The army just keeps on a-swallerin’; ‘em up, an’ you don’t know it they're | in Virginny, or a sufferin’ torment in' some hospital or in prison.” There was an awkward silence, and the soldler cleared his throat nerv-’ ously. “What have you all been livin’ on?” he asked. “Well, durin’ the winter we been ! mighty near in the fix the mule was | in, but since spring has come there‘l] poke salad an’ dandelion salad. 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 al bee tree, an’ we had some honey. He | traps a few rabbits an’ squirrels, an’ | & 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- |udn¢ eyes. The boy dug with his) l toe at a button which had lodged in | one of the cracks in the floor. +_ "As I was sayin’, ma'am, the Yan- kees has been givin’' us fits.” The woman looked inquiringly at “An'—an’ President Jefferson Davis has issued a call for all boys over fif- teen an’ all men not over sixty-five.” An awtul silence fell upon them, and horror opened her eyes until they stared mutely. A dry, choking sob, 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 sobbed shiveringly. The soldier gazed out across the foothills, radiant in their April greenery. Here and there gleamed an ivory speck where | a dogwood tree blossomed, and the redbud bushes made faint blotches of purple color on the hillsides, “I—1I ain't got no discretion, mam. The time has come when we got to rob the cradle an’ the grave, too, ul the sayin’ is, if we expect to keep on “Why should we ‘keep on fightin'*?” | she cried raucously. “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 hus- band an’ my boys up there killin’ folks, 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 H “Well, mnm that there States' rights | question is volitics. an’ I ain’t so pow- ! Rust-Proof Ironwork. A simple method of making iron l work proof against rust is to heat it until it is almost red hot and then brush it over with linseed ofl. This makes a varnish which, unlike ordi- nary paint or enamel, does not chip off. An Ideal Man. An ideal husband is one who re- |mains unconscious of the fact that his wife is growing stout—Topeka Capital. | boy’s mother had not caught up with flapping remnants of a Confederate uniform; “Where you beem, 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 1 been. They turned us loose five days ago, an’ loaded a freight train 'ith we-uns, in’ shipped us fer as Knoxville. 1 been walkin' two days.” The old mule could not travel as: fast as the captain’s horse, and the ! 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 yerself. oughter be back there fightin’.” “Aw; you go to thunder!” advised the animated scarecrow with spirit. “T done fit all I'm agwineter fight, an’ you | ner no other durn man is goin' ter con- | script me!” “Id like to know why I won't!” snarled the captain, deftly drawing his | revolver and cocking it, all with the same motion. The boy slid to the ground and’ 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 You You | 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. The man in the road lifted the flap- ping hatbrim, and peered at herl through watery, burning eyes. “gallle! 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. The Friendly Oyster. Sclence 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, says: “Oysters 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 the ration’ by addition of | siarchy food and fats when eating oys- | ters, thus securing 3 gocd meal at a cost thiat coiiiparés 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 eesily safe- guarded againet accidental contamina- tion, there is no oyster parasite known | that will live in the human system.” | the blologist, In Style. ‘Willis—Where have you been? 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