Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 9, 1915, Page 2

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GHARLOTTE HARBOR AND NORTHERN RAILWAY “BOCA GRANDE ROUTE” SAFETY FIRST. ATTRACTIVE SERVICE. COURTESY FOR THE INFORMATION OF THE PUBLIC SCHEDULE IN EFEECT JANUARY 1ST, 1915 ~—=Subject to Change Without Notice— AT1 ATLANTIC COAST LINE uthward. .No. 84.|.No. 88. “128 | 123 D.m. 9 30 5 46 a.m. ward. No. 82 “ 128 am. 6 45 .9 60 pm. No. 89 “126. am. 6 10 7 22 No. 8 C.H.& N. Limited s 610 628 |.. .. Bruce ... 4 .. Ridgewood ......... . Bruce ..... .. Plerce ... . Martin Junction ....... .. Bradley Junction ..... .« Chicora .. No. 4 No.2 .|[C.H.& N, Limited s 9 15 8 66 55 f 8 60 8 45 8 40 f 8 81 8 22 8 22 818 8 08 8 06 t 8 02 t 761 t 747 736 728 724 712 704 700 6 55 .No. 1 87 65 «+. TigerBay . . Cottman cvecee BAIMd (.ioivrnnne Fort Green Junction .... «..Fort Green .... Fort Green Springs . Vandolah . «ss Ona ... . Bunker.Lansing “ssessss. Shops ... Ar. Lv ....... Arcadia ... .. Shops . Nocatee .. Hull .... + «. Fort Ogden Boggess Platt . .Mars . Murdock . Southland « McCall ... . Placida ... ++ Gasparilla ..... . .. Boca Grande .. Ar .. South Boca Grande .. ... Jf 117 t 100 812 56 112 42 812 36 112 18 #12 05 811 66 11 45 am, Daily “C H, & N. LIMITED” Through Sleeper Between Jacksonville, Lakeland, Arcadia & Boca Grande) C. H. & N. Limited, train No. 3 will stop at flag stations todischarge| passengers holding tickets from Lakeland and points north. 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 noints beyond. Tnformation not obtainable from Agents will be cheerfully fur- nished by the undersigned. L. M. FOUTS, N. H. GOUC 2nd V. P. & Gen. Mgr. Supt. Transportation, Boca Grande, Fla, Arcadis, Fla. C. B. McCALL, .F.& Pass.Agt., Boca Grande, Fla. 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. Cume let us Serve you. ——— e WILSON HARDWARE CO. eE— S AN OUTLAWESCOR By KING KELLEY. (Copyright.) “Halt!” came the clear, sharp ring of a voice as the lead team swung round a bend in the road. “Hands up!” was the next command | as a masked man stepped from be- hind a tree and advanced toward the ‘wagon. ) It was not a commonplace remark. | Six pairs of hands groped lkyw;rd.; nor waited to be told a second time. | “Throw out the sack with the brass | lock, Driver!” issued firm and cool from under the handkerchief on the robber’s face. “Now get out and line up.” There had been big talk all morning | in the two back seats about adven- tures with fierce wild animals and bad men, but no one lost a moment's ’ time in getting in line. Nor did they | essay to produce any of the guns with which they were so plentifully | supplied; the respective merits of which they had each 8o vociferously | argued June Cleveland was the only female occupant of the stage. As she fas-| tened her eyes on the hostile gun-bar- i rel and watched the steady, deliberate | movements of the man behind it. there came over her, in place of fear, an | admiration she could not define. She was on the last ten of a ninety- mile trip by stage from the railroad to Jackson, Wyoming. Besides endur- ing the jolts and jars of the incommo-, dious wagon for two days, she had put up with four very uninteresting men and a grinning driver. At the last stop a rumor was current that the school that had been partially | promised her at Jackson had employed another teacher, and was now in prog- : ress. So to the woes of a long stuge ride and the boasting talk of the elk hunters there was the added anxiety of a position already filled. . “You fellows shell out!” came the’ order; and they shelled. June and the ! driver offered their pocketbooks, but the robber declined with a shake of his head. One of the mighty hunters was ordered to rifle the mail-sack,, which he did with great alacrity, kneel- | ing in the dust in complete humble- | ness, As the highwayman was stuffing the ' wads of bills into his pockets, a brown | | bear shambled out of the woods to-! ward them. The horses snorted,, reared, jerked the driver to the ground | and dashed madly down the hill. The ' wagon went over and crashed against | a tree a few rods away, and the free horses tore off down the mountain- | side, The men, on being given permission to retire, hurried away to gather up their hunting outfits and search for the ' horses. The robber disappeared in the forest and June stood alone in the road. / Tears of gratitude and despair blinded her eyes. She sat down by . the mutilated mail-sack and tried to relieve her irritated mind. Some one touched her on the shoul- der. She looked up. The outlaw, now ' unmasked, stood beside her holding the reins of his saddle-horse. His face was young and firm and kind. ' “You can ride my horse. We'll take a cut through the woods. I can't go all the way, but will take you in sight of the town.” June was only too glad to accept. She had been raised on a small ranch in the West, and did not share the' common dread of outlaws. He led the way over a dim trail to | the east for a ways. Then they turned north and descended the long slope | toward the valley | At an open parklike flat on the mountainside they came upon a small bunch of horses. The outlaw conclud- ed he wanted to ride. June sat on a bowlder and watched him rope. She had seen the science of the lar- fat demonstrated many times, but this was the first man she had ever seen rope a horse by the neck, then throw a half-hitch over its nose with his own and the other animal on a swift run. This was the height of perfection, in her eyes. He made a hackamore of the rope ; and slipped it over the horse’s head. Then he helped her to mount and leaped on to the bare back. After a few minutes bucking, they rode oft I side by side. “This is rather an exciting life you lead, isn't it?” she asked lightly. “More exciting than profitable,” he smiled. | “You seem to have done very well today?" game in which the winner loses. this country, the day for making a stake with a six-shooter has gone nev- fact that they irritate the respiratory | ed. cr to return. The very best of them— | Organs, producing coughing and head- | Cous id Curry, and many more e quit and gone away. If 1dn' better be careful.” % “I believe that you couldn’t win at most anything,” she urged hope(ully,; “No, [ couldn't. The only trade I know anything about has been fenced | out of business. Why, girl, I can't | even read and write. ‘All I know is the | rope and branding-iron. 1 let all the good land get away from me. A quar- ter-section of land always looked n‘ small as a town lot to me, anyway. | Now there isn't even that much left.” ' “Many men have succeeded in busi- | ness who had no education,” Jane en- | couraged him. “Not when they had a price on their heads, though,” he returned a little bit- terly. “Besides, it would be different 1 | | Man of His Woerd. ? “Is Bliggins a man of his werd?” ; "Unfortunately o’ Whenever he sings ‘1 Won't Go Home Till Morning!" he absolutely insists on making good.” e cc——— Alligators’ Eggs Edible. Alligators’ eggs are eaten in the l'm‘lorl, Fill the Flowing Bowll’ or if a fellow had a wife so good that he wanted to make her proud of him” They were now within plain sight of the village. The afternoon was about gone. The sun was dropping low over the mountains and the shadows of the Tetons were stretching off to- ward the east. As they were passing the stage barn at the entrance to the village, a dozen armed men, including the migthy | hunters, sallied out and surrounded them. “That's the man all right!” one of them shouted out. “I recognize the chaps!” The outlaw said nothing. One of his hands hung close to his gun, and his eyes roved carelessly around as though picking out the six he wanted to kill. It was a dreadful moment to the girl. A dozen gun-barrels gleamed in as-many nervous hands. Death was crouching for the spring. In another moment many souls would pass from the shadow of the Te- tons. She knew that this end was in- evitable; that the outlaw would not throw up his hands when ordered. “Walit!” she cried in time to check the pull of the outlaw’s gun. “This man is not the robber. He's just & cowboy who came along and helped me to the town. You don't think the highwayman would have deliberately walked into a trap, do you?” “He’s the man who got my money, all right,” one of the hunters persist- . “I can tell him by his clothes.” “Search him and see,” another big- game man put in. “Stranger,” drawled a tall, bronzed westerner, who gladly put away his own gun, “it's customary in these parts to take a woman’s word. We ain't cive {lized enough yet to dispute ladies.® The two rode on, leaving the tall man to further instruct the hunters in the old ethics of the West to which he seemingly liked to cling. June imag- ined that the steady eyes of her com- panion had much to do with this re- vival in the Westerner's mind. He had probably heard guns bark death and concluded that he hadn’t I ay outlaws, At the hotel her companion dis- mounted, pulled the hackamore from his horse’s head and cofled it up. June swung out of the saddle and of- fered her hand. “I'll never see you again, little girl, except in fancies; for I'm going away to Argentina. Yes, that's the only safe place an outlaw can bury hisself nowadays. I never cared for the re- | ward that hangs over my head before, ' 1 rather gloried in it. You've done more to make me white than all the ' courts in the land could do. I'm go- ing to start all over again in a new place with one object—to deserve a good woman’s respect. | seize Cousin Stella No Relief in Sight When Ledeson's sister's two gig- gling friends were finally stowed away on the Pullman and Ledeson had es- caped from thelr staccato thanks and their parting reminders and messages and general feminine exclamations be heaved his first relieved breath for two weeks, which was the length of their visit. One would not brutally say that Ledeson hated women—merely that no particular woman had Impressed him with (he marvelous charms of the sex as a whole. The effervescing kind were a particular trial to him, and these two had been especially effervescent. The two weeks had indeed been a nightimare. Just as a reward of merit and a bracer Ledeson decided to take the day off and go out to his golf club. A whole day tramping the sod, entirely free from the blight of a woman's presence, appealed to him as the ulti- mate joy. Then just as he tried to walk through the first car to the smoker Mrs. Wicketts called him. “Oh! Are you going out to the club, too?" she chortled. “How perfectly lovely! So are we! Stella, dear; let me present Mr. Ledeson. My cousin. Miss Geddit, Mr. Ledeson. Stella bas never played golf and 1 was bound she should have a chance to learn even if the club is deserted at this season. That's why I'm so0-0-0* glad we met you—you know all about golf! I can sit on the veranda and crochet while you and Stella roam the links!" Mrs. Wicketts beamed upon her vietim. Cousin Stella, too, beamed upon him. She was a young thing and Ledeson saw In his first horrified glance that she was even more effer. i vescent than the two who had just been removed from the scene by a Pullman car. “How perfectly lovely!"” echoed Cou. sin Stella. “I'm simply crazy to play golf! Can I learn in one afternoon? I learned a perfectly dreadful em- broidery stitch in only two hours the other day—and I'm a splendid croquet player down home!™ Ledeson violently twistea his coun- tenance into the polite smile that had been so badly overworked of late. What he really wanted to do was to by the yellow “Many cowboys have gone there al- curls on the back of her head and ready, and I'll not be a stranger. It's a fine place, they say. The grass never dies there and no fence ever breaks ' the cowbov's ride. The cattle roam at will, and the herders dream by the laughing waters. And as I ride in that far land where the moon shadows fall ! toward the south, I'll see your face in the purple dawn, in the glowing midday, and in the blood-red sunset.” She looked from the open window of her room a few minutes later and 8aw a horseman stop on the crest of a hill a mile or so to the east. | She waved a handkerchief. A hat waved back in reply. Then horse and rider passed on down into the gloom of the gathering night. BY NO MEANS NEW DISCOVERY Ancients Were Well Aware of the ' Value of Perfumes in Treatment of Diseases. It was recently announced, as & discovery in medical science, that nausea, after a surgical operation | under ether, could be prevented by patients inhaling a favorite perfume. This may be new as a post-operative | treatment, but it is an old palliative ! for travelers afficted with mal de mer on land or sea, for train sick- ness is almost as common as sea sickness. Numerous “headache col- ognes” as well as favorite perfumes have been found efficacious as a pre-' ventative of nausea at sea. Many | travelers find that even the aroma of | an orange or lemon helps them over & threatened attack of seasickness. ! One need not peel or eat the fruit.| The desired result can be secured by merely scratching at the skin and thus sti liberating its aromatic essence. History states that perfumes were used by the ancients both as medic- | aments and as instruments of injury, | 80 it would appear again that is nothing new under the sun.” fruit. Their use is inhibited by the aches. Other perfumes have sedative . ¢he burbled. | when .you hit the ball? | they make them bigzer? My goodness! | there was a deep silence. “there ' upon you! Cer- | a rolf club “There is no such thing as winning | tain groups of colognes have peculiar | won six cups! at this game any more. This is one ' effects: for instance, the fruit essences ' with Mrs, Wicl In | by blending produce the odor of any ' peace!” | effects, and their use is recommended | of perfume as a preventive of nausea would therefore seem to be merely a variation of the principle of using col- 't make it win, others had for nervous people. The employment | ors in the treatment of peculiar ail | ments, with perfume the appeal be- | ing made through the sense of smell.— Kathleen Hills in Leslie's Weekly. Going the Limit. “Drat the luck!"” howled the ex- bachelor as his teeth crashed into a case-hardened biscuit. “Go on,” rejoined his wife, sweetly, “1 suppose you are getting ready to say I'll drive you to drink.” “Worse than that, woman,” retorted the innocent victim of wifie's first at- terpt. “You'll drive me to the free unch counter.” —— Ingenious You 3 A little doy came ::r.' getth ®ood spanking for answering his fn a pert way, but escaped by you were a small boy, didn’t you ever get excited the wrong thing?” | | i give her neck one swift, comprehen sive twist. Centuries of conventiona) ancestors, however, enahbied him to say hoarsely that h» would be delight ed to teach Miss Geddit. € It was worse, much worse, than he could have drcamed. He had never known that a girl conld be quite so Idiotically awful. The polite smile was so firmly glued to his face that ft_wonuld have stald even had an old college chum tried to borrow money from him. In a daze of misery Lede scn walked from the station to the club with Cousin Stella trouting along beside him chattering every inch of the way, and Mrs., Wicketts beaming placidly. Bitterness surged in his heart as he secured clubs and foined his tormentors. Cousin Stella clapped her hands babyishly. “Oh, are these what you pluy with?" “How much dces it count Why don't Isn’t there a net to play over or any- thing? X Like a man going to execution, Led €son stalked to the first tee. With a sigh he turned to give his first in- structions. Then he stopped. Cousin Stella was making a neat little mound of sand and placing her ball upon it. Then in a calm, cool, businesslike way she stepped back, screwed up her eyes and swung her club twice, There was a crack which sent the white sphere hurtling a mar- velous 200 yards. She turned her in nocent blue eyes upon Ledeson and Then in a strangled way he seemed to be try- ing to say something. Cousin Stella crumpled over her ick in a spasm of hysterical laugh- ter. “I couldn’t help it,” she gasped. “No human girl could if she'd seen that look of rage and horror on your face when Mrs. Wicketts thrust me She didn't know that we've down home and that ['ve Now I'll go and erochet ketts and leave you in ‘Indeed you won't!" Ledeson explod- It had dawned upon him that | n Stella was really a wonderful | exception to all other girls. “You're | going to play golf with me all after | |[fCs. noon for your sins!"™ ——ees Fiover Topers. When potted lilacs set closed cases od beside a recep- tacle ful! of r. the ether vola. | tilizes, and within thirty-six hours lhs. lilacs are in a state of torpor closely resembling intoxication. If the plants are then sprinkled with fresh water and set in a warm hot-house where the humidity is sufficient. at the end of the fifteenth day they will show abnormal development. But not all plants thrive under such conditions. The rose is refrac- tory to tha treatment. The carnatio: pink and hyacinth, however, show : deplorable taste for the alcohols or others which produce iatoxication.— Harper's Weekly. in tightly IR R Wonderful Snow Figures. The delicacy and beauty of snow fig | |3 ures have no parallel in the of mer laces, stitched deft fingers that have inherited the l':'yt throughout generations, have no such delicate figures, though th have found inspiration in leaf and re and flower of rarest structure, ‘ Mgal, 10 pounds for y Grits, 10 pounds for § Florida Syrup, per gallon § Good Grade Corn, § Roast Beef, per can .. Catsup, Van Sweet Potatoes, Brookfield B — Ly i In Large and Small Ty, SUITABLE FOR Fruit, Truck ang Florida Ry Lo ¥ General Farming Uni.m a lmp[ Samples 23,000 ACRES—In Polk County at $6.00 per acr worth more than half the price. j 40 ACRE FARM—35 in bearing Orange Groye house, packing house and barn, large lake front Irrigation plant, good heavy soil and good gy miles from Lakeland. Price $30,000.00, FOR NON-RESIDENTS—Good Fruit Lands, g in ten, twenty and forty acre tracts; Co-operatiy, opment Plan. NEW BRICK STORE BUILDING—In the city ¢ land; Leased for five years at $2,600.00 per anp, 000,00. Will trade for Orange Grove as part 9-ROOM HOUSE and three vacant Lots. Clog | Morton $4,200.00. $1,200 down and terms, TWO HOUSES In Dixieland (5-rooms), rented. Terms. k TWO GOOD SUBDIVISION Propositions. and desirably located. 20 ACRES FARM—At Lakeland Highland. bearing grove, 6oo trees in good condition. Lay idence with modern improvement, Private works; good out buildings with implements Price $10,000, 1 34 ACRES OF RICH HIGH .HAMMOCK land ne; ter Hill. Close to school post office and stor! acres clear. Price $550.00 28 ACRE FARM—with lake front. 6 acres in young new cottage and good barn. 2 1-2 miles from [ on hard road. A good combination farm, Pp, 750.00. Cash $1,250.00, Balance deferred at 8 el interest, CORNER LOT—Three South exposure. Price $2200.00, Both ‘ 13 4 blocks south of city hall. Some fruit trees; new s For Further Information See J. Nielsen-1 ange Lakeland, Florida Phone 354 Green. Office Evening Telegran WE SELL FOR CASH WE HAVE CUT THE IRICE WE SELL EVERYTHING ¥ gll R Sugar, 16 pounds o Bacon, side, per pound ..., E:acun, cut, per pound . ’{omatoes, can Fancy and Head Rice, pound .. TR Florida Syrup, per quart .. per can . Good Grade Peas, per can .. et Cream, per can ..., White House Coffee, per can ... ! § Cracker Boy Coffee, per can ... srated Sliced Pineapple, per car; " Bulk Coffee, per pound; e Flake White Lard, 10 pound pai] .. Flake White Lard, 4 p%und p‘:;lfl.'.. 2 Camp’s, per bottle .. Irish Potatoes, per peck ... per peck per pound .. per pound . N?vy Beans, Lima Beans, . utter, per pound .... G. W. Phillips & Co, 25 AMOS H. NORRIS, President. W. E. ARTHUR, Treasurer ANNE M. HAR\ Cashier. —— Tampa Agricultural Dynamite ! TAMPA, FLA. Mr. H. P. Dyson, an expert sent to us by t Atlas Powder Co,, is at your service. He wi look after your Blasting Proposition, and give Yo his advice, We have also two men we have imported {ro” Pcnnsylvania_ who are expert blasters, who wi f“’ your work on contract, or sell you our Explos ives, which are second to none. *tx2 s A Tampa Agricultural Dynamite { TAMPA, FLA,

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