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3 The Professions ;| FEEIEE80545 | Chitopractor DR. J. Q. SCARBOROUGH, Lady in Attendance In Dyches Building Between Park snd Auditorium. OFFICE HOURS. 8t011:30 a. m. 1:30 to § p. m. Consultation and Examination Free. Residence Phone 240 Black e i s A— W. L. HEATH, D. C. HUGH D. VIA. D. C. Doctors of Chiropratic. Over Post Ofice. Hourg 8 to 12. a. m. and 2. to5and 7 to8 p m. Graduates and Ex-Faculty mem- bers of the Palmer School of Chirapratic. Consultation and Spinal analysis tree at office. ————————————————— @. D. & E. D. MENDENHALL OONWL‘HNO ENGINEERS Suite 212-216 Drane Building Lakeland, Fla. Phosphate Land Examinstions and Plant Demns Karthwork Specialists Burveys. ————————————————————— Residence phone, 278 Black. Ofee phone, 278 Blue DR. SARAH F. WHEELER OSTEOPATE Munn Aonex, Door South of First National Bank Lakeland, Florida ————————— DR. W. R. GROOVER PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Rooms 5 and 4. Kentuckv Buildins Lakeland, Florida oo/ DR. W. B, MOON PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Telephone 350 Hours 9 to 11, 2 to 4, evenings 7 to 8 Over Postoffice Lakeland, Florida slof 6 months will be given, purchaser ATTORNEY-AT-LAW Real Estate Questions ” Bryant Building A. X. ERICKSON l D. O. Rogers ROGERS & SPENCER Attorneys at’ Law, Bryant Bullding Edwin Spencer. Jr. NATIONAL REALTY .UCTION CO. Auction Lot Sales a Specialty 21 Raymondo Bidg. Lakeland, Fla EPPES TUCKER, JR. LAWYER Raymondo Bldg., Lakeland, Florida KELSEY BLANTON, ATTORNEY AT LAW Office in Munn Bullding Lakeland Florida DR. RICHARD LEFFERS PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Rooms 2-3, Skipper Building Over Postoffice W. 8. PRESTON, LAWYER | PUBLIC SALE will sell at Public Auction on the Premises of A.Ye Cook, Ow.mer. 6 miles south of Lakeland and one-quarter mile west of the Ciub House, on onday, 1.30 o'clock P. M., the following HOUSEHOLD FURNITURE Knabe Grand Piano Clothes Hampers Victrola Music Box Umbrella Stand Cabinet for Music Leather Dress Box Leather Couch Cot Clothes Chests Mahogony Davenport Plate Camera 5 x 7 Plate Glass Mirror Washstand Four Tables Carpets Beds Rugs Bed Clothing Pictures Hand Painted China Brass Trays Ornaments 2 Tennis Rackets 15 Chairs Dishes of all kind Mahogony Dress Case Cut Glass, Glassware Globe Wernicke Sec. BookCases, and other articles numerous to mention, HANDSOMELY BOUND EDITIONS OF BOOKS McCauley’s Essays, 2 Vol. Mark Twain, 3 Vol. Muhlback, 20 Vol. Bulver Lyttoq, IS.Vol. Dickens, 15 Vol. Short Story Classics, § Vol, Thackery, 20 Vol. Abbott's Histories, 32 Vol. g Immortals Edition Shakespeare, 40 Vol. Elliot's Work, Special Edition, 12 Vol Washington Irving, Special Edition, Vol. James Whitcomb Riley, 2 Vol. Many other works and special editions. GOOD DRIVER AND WORK HORSE IMPLEMENTS Wagon Buggy 2 Sets Harness Heavv Lap Robe Side Saddle t 16 Plow Harrow Brinley Cutaway Fertilizer O Ladders 2 Tents, 8 x 10 and 14 x 16 Parker’s Shot Gun and Case Acme Harrow Blocks and Tackle | Schmarr's Insecticide Cabinet Makers Maple Work Bench Galvanized Iron Pij Hoes, Rakes, and other tools TERMS All sums of $10 and under, cash. On sums over $10 a credit giving note with good! and lppm\ed security, bearing 8 per cent. interest from date of sale. 2 per cent. off for cash on all sums over $10. A J. COOK, Owner. B. H. HARNLY, Auctioneer‘ See the 1915 Buick Models 1 Buick Automobiles Salesroom located W. Main St. at Motor Shop § Grady Deen. Local Agen_t TP SIS d B. STREATER CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER Itaving had twenty-one years’ expenence in building and contracting in Lakeland and vicinity, I feel competent to render the best services in this line. If comtemplating bunldmg, will be pleased to furnish estimates and all infor- mation. All work guaranteed Phone 169. ! g : 3 i J. B. STREATER Office Upstairs East of Court House BARTOW, FLA. Examination of Titles and Rea. Kv tate Law a Specialty DR. H. MERCER RICHARDS PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office: Rooms 5 and 6, Elliston Blag Lakeland, Florida Phones: Office 378; Resid. 301 Blue FRANK H. THOMPSON NOTARY PUBLIC Dickson Building Office phone 402. Res. 312 Red Special attention to drafting legs: papers. Marriage licenses and abstracts turnished W. HERMAN WATSON, M. D. M -Groover Bldg. Telephones: Office 351; Res. 113 Red Lakeland, Floride J. H. PETERSON ATTORNEY AT LAW Dickson Buildtg .Practice in all courts. Homestead. olaims located and contested Established in July, 1900 DR. W. 8. IRVIN DENTIST Room 14 and 15 Kentucky Building LOUIS A. FORT ARCHITECT Kibler Hotel, Lakeland, Florida DR. J. R. RUNYAN | Rooms 17 and 18, Raymondo Bldg. | All necessary drugs furnished with- out extra charge | Residence phone 308. Ofice Phone 410 SICK? Lakeland Sanitarium Drs. tianna HARDIN BLD | | 1 | | HOW ARE YOU FIXED? ggrfi m‘(\ a,Bmemumt. “M mony You tamit IF YOU WANT TO BUY A HOME ITIS BEST TO FIRST HAVE ENOUGH MONEY PILED UP IN THE BANK TO BUY IT, :’g&fl YOU_CAN BUY IT, AND IT WILL REALLY BELONG TO YOU MUST HAVE MONEY IN THE BANK TO SUPPORT ANY ENTERPRISE YOU MAY UNDERTAKE. WE WILL KEEP YOUR MONEY SAFE FOR YOU. WE PAY 5 PER CENT INTEREST ON TIME DEPOSITS. American State Bank “BE AN AMERICAN ONE OF US.” China’s Cattle Industry. Contrary to general belief, China not only raises cattle in large num- Good Reason to Be Pleased. Jones—“What a puffball Burison's IN A DRIZZLING RAIN By HOPE AINSLEE. i Tight, 1915, by the McClure Newspa- | (copyright, 100 T yndicate) March 15th, commencing at| I & ot e i s aring e ses in Constance Atwood's cheeks i to come out and get wet. And the 'roul were fast appearing as she . EYES OF THE BLIND By JOHN CAMERON. (Copyright, 1915, by W. G. Chapman.) Everybody Dorothy Lee. She was a sweet girl, and it was agreed that it was & lrm pity she was so homely. “It ain’t a fair handicap,” said old Mrs. Howell, who kept the post office. ' in Erpingham pitied i walked briskly through the 8MP .oy yard enough for a girl to get mar- ! cinder path in Central park. It was Saturday afternoon and Con- stance had promised herself that she would finish knitting the last of her six pairs of socks for the soldier boys before the Wednesday boat should have safled. Her small brother and sister, being prevented by the rain from playing out of doors, would de- mand the attention of Sister Con- stance if she were at home. There- tore she decided to seek the shelter of a summer house in the park, where on a day like this she was sure be alone. A beautiful girl sitting alone in & summer house on a cold, drizzling day knitting socks is not an every- day picture. Indeed it was such an unusual sight to Donald Grey when he came upon it that he almost stopped in his course to stare. Constance looked up casually as he passed and her calm, level gaze met his; then she dropped her eyes, con- tinued her knitting and the man strode on through the winding path, But the man’s peace of mind had been disturbed. Only his deep-rooted sense of chivalry kept him from re- tracing his steps for one more look at the lovely girl. He realized that he had only a slender chance in a thousand of seeing her again, and yet at that moment he could think of no other person whom he so desired to see again—and often. Suddenly his musings were abrupt- ly interrupted by the approach of a big Irish park policeman leading a small child reluctantly by the hand. The officer had to stoop to keep a hold of the tiny tot. “Gotta lost kid!"” ly to Donald. Donald looked at the pretty little girl. “Fine day for a youngster like that to be alone in the park, isn't it?” “Fine for the pneumony! Says her ma's knittin’ and she run off,”” volun- teered the policeman further. Donald Grey paled a little. ting, did you say? * er?” “Sure! Why not? Ain't they all a-doin’ it day an’' night for Tommy Atkins and the loike o' him?" asked the officer. “I saw a young woman back in the he said laughing- “Knit- Her—her moth- summer house—a-knitting,” said Don-, ald. “Where?" alertly. “I'll show you—it's quicker,” and Donald led the way back to the sum- mer house. The little one trotted beside the big policeman and Donald, humming gayly. She seemed not to care who her protectors were, so long as she was having a little excitement. Don- ald could see that much in the tot's eyes, When she saw the trio approaching Constance stopped knitting and stared. But Donald could see at a glance that she had not lost any- body’s baby. She looked from one to the other as the three drew close. “Askin’ yer pardon, lady, but did ve lose this kid?” asked the police- man. Constance laughed. She shook her head. “No, indeed, I didn't. Is the poor baby lost?” “She sure is—says her ma's a-knit- tin’ and she run away—" “Ma’s doin’ that,” said the child gayly, pointing to Constance and her knitting. “Is she, dear?” asked Constance— and Donald realized that she had the voice, too, of his ideal. “And where did you leave your mamma?" The child made a vague gesture. “Over home with lots o' ladies all knittin’ and—" The policeman took the child again by the hand. ‘Come on, kid, you'll catch cold out here. Tl find her ma all right. Much obliged.” And the big policeman and the little one walked off in the drizzling rain. Donald Grey raised his hat. sorry—" “Oh, it was quite natural, I'm sure. Don't apologize. 1 only hope they find the baby’s mother soon. It's not a day for little ones to be out.” The girl's tone dismissed him and Donald strode on. This time he felt desperate. If he had wanted to know her after a single glance at her, he longed more than ever now that he had seen her smile, and heard her speak, had stood before her. ‘He would have felt utterly hope- less if he had not been a firm be- llever in the good Presbyterianism that everything that happens is for the best. If this was the way he was to meet her, never to see her again, why—that was all. if she were meant for him—and with his youthful, hope- ful outlook on life, he believed she was—he would find her somewhere. For nearly two years he sought her, and then, at a benefit dance given to aid the widows and children of soldiers who had fallen in the war, he was presented to her by a patroness of the evening. “At last, Miss Atwood,” he said. And although the girl only smiled, he had the satisfaction of seeing in her eyes a glad look, as if she, too, had been hoping. “And ff it is fate,” he said to himself, in a flash, “of course, she has been hoping, too.” asked the policeman, “r'm i Marriage a Developer Marriage brings out latent qualities 'ln a man. Just think how many great 'll(vr\ tellers it has made.—Town Top- For Eastern Laughs. ried in New England, nny'uy. Imt with her looks—I say it ain’t fal this view, but the hard-headed old ' farmer was too practical a man to: worry about his daughter’s looh Dorothy lived alone with him, her mother being dead. What she umuht on the subject she = .er dlaeloud She must have known. however, that! there was a reason why she was al- ways a wall-flower at parties and was never invited on picnics and such fes- tivities. When she was iwenty-five Tom Lan- ark came home after an absence of six years in the West. Fabulous stories preceded him. He had found a gold mine in Nevada, one of the richest in the world, it was said, . and the glare of the sun on the alkall plains had seared his eyeballs until he could only distinguish light from dark- ness. So he had come back at thirty, to resume life—no, not to resume it, but to take up its burden alone in the | . old house that had given him birth. Margaret Barnett had been an old flame of Tom's in the bygone days. But if there was any idea that she would link her life to a blind man’s Margaret, who was “running” with the banker's son, dismissed it promptly. “I want a live one when I get mar- ried,” she said. And Dorothy wit- nessed a snubbing which Margaret ad- ministered to Tom in the street, in front of her house. She saw the blind man trying to peer after the girl whose shrill, scorn- ful laughter echoed through the quiet street, and an excess of pity overcame her shrinking, aid she hurried out. i “Mr. Lanark,” she said quickly, con- scious that her words were almost be- yond her control, “I am Dorothy Lee. Don't you remember me?” Tom Lanark felt for her hands and took them in his. *“Indeed I do.” he answered warmly. “I have often thought of you since I have been away.” “I think it was a shame the way Margaret Barnett spoke to you,” de- clared Dorothy indignantly, “Ah, well, one lives and finds out these things,” replied the blind man wearily. After that Tom fell into the habit of dropping into the old farmer’s place of an afternoon, and on one occasion he actually drove up in a buggy. “I thought I'd ask you to come for a drive with me, Miss Dorothy,” he ex- plained. “I was sure I knew the way | down the street to here, and that you'd do the rest—if you are willing to do an act of kindness for a blind man.” | “O, I should love to go driving with you,” the girl answered. She ran up- stairs to change her frock, and, five minutes later, the village was specu- lating over the appearance of Dorothy and Tom, driving down the road into the country and chatting as merrily as though they were old friends—which, indeed, they might have been called. But during the return Dorothy be- came very pensive, For she knew that her heart had turned very strongly in the direction of the blind man, and that he, too, as her woman’s instinct told her, was by no means indifferent to her. And when they neared the town he suddenly placed his arm around her and drew her toward him. “Do you think you can ever learn to care for a blind man, Dorothy?” he asked. It was a tremulous figure, shrink- ing and nerved only by intense resolu- tion, that went to Tom's door that night, fearful of discovery by the prying eyes of the town, yet spurred on by the sense of tremendous neces- sity. And, after she had knocked, she could hardly make her knees support her, and clung to the door-jamb for support. The door opened. Tom peered out. Then: “I can’t marry you,” the girl was sobbing wildly. “You have never mu me as I am, Tom You don’t know— “Don't know what, dear?’ asked Tom's quiet voice. She felt his hands on her shoulders, but she could not see him through the gathering tears. “I am the homeliest girl in Erping. ham,” cried Dorothy. “If ever you 8aw me you would be ashamed of me, ‘Tom. And I can’t marry you and not let you know; and I can’t marry you and let you be ashamed of me.” She was beyond all self-control. She was weeping in his arms. She heard Tom’s voice between his kisses. “Dorothy, you are the prettiest girl in Erpingham, and it wouldn't make any difference to me anyway,” he said, “because I love you. Now I will tell you something, dear. 1 am not quite 80 blind as people think—in fact the doctor says that in a few months more 1 may see as well as ever. Sometimes 8 man may pretend to be blind, Doro- thy, in order to kuow his real friends from his false ones." “How pretty Dorothy Lee has grown | l Dorothy’s father probably lndarled s $ I | ri OOO'&¢¢N¢O¢¢'O':# el Q‘Q"Q#Q"Q“M oot - S oot w To the Public Beginning FEB. 1 our business will be Strictly Cash to Al We carry nothing bu High-Grade Shoes And will give you THE BEST or your Money at All Times Our SERVICE and SHOES are ALWAYS of the BEST We Make A SPECIALTY o FITTING FEE1 Ouwr SHCE RE PAIRING | DEPARTMENT is in a class by itself. One of the BEST equipped Machine shops in the State. All work done prompt'y by an expert. Work call d for and delivered. “There is a Reason’’ Dutton-Harris Co. FOOT-FITTERS SHOES THAT FIT Shoes That Please 133 Kentucky Ave. Phone 358-Blue Fed oo ol i e e b i e B b IWELECTRIC &2 = | since her engagement to Tom Lan- ark,” said the gossips later, And all agreed that she made the Sweetest bride that ever came out of Erpingham—all but Margaret Barnett, who was no longer “running” with the | banker’s son. The Kilt in M The Scottish kilt, as an article of | dress, dates back to historic times, and was originally, so far as can be figured out, merely a plaid blanket worrn h ut the shoulders with one ecd ed about the loins in cold The mountaineers of the ‘ka» wear the kilt, and students ‘fla\ it the sold of the Assyrian ki wore a o 1me very closely bers, but exports frozen beef in quan- tities which have now assumed a commercial magunitude of such size that world-widegpossibilities may be ex- pected in time to come. Upward of 300,000 cowhides are annually export- ed from Shantung. got to be since he bought that farm upstate! Why, every day the grinning put comes to the office wearing s raw potato for a watch charm.” Smith ~—"“Yes; he explained tato to_me. It was his share of year's $rop."—Magasine of Fun. “Mr. Dewer called again this { okt * kilt of Scotla ing,” said the new office boy a‘:‘;’: S Wilson entered the office. “Did you ;.a:lol:lm 1 had gone to California, as you, Frank?" “Yes, sir” “What | 'Dovflndudm” @14 he say?" “He asked when you l-EMIL“Ilk-nouM:untz would be back, and 1 sald, ‘After 'r. it depends on what you takes & lunch.’ "—Indianapolis News, jsotion to do wif 1t —_—— Value of Education. ELECTRIC EEEOEOR0 i IT WILL PAY YO TO CONSULT US ON THE ELECTRIC WIRING IN YOUl HOUSE OR STORE We Are Electrical Ex;_)erts FLORIDAELECTRIC & MACHINER! 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