Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 11, 1915, Page 2

GHARLOTTER SAFETY FIRST. FOR THE HARBORIANDE NORTHERN RAILWAY e—— “BOCA GRANDE ROUTE” ATTRACTIVE SERVICE. COURTESY INFORMATION OF THE PUBLIC SCHEDULE IN EFEECT JANUARY 18T, 1915 thward. .No. 84.|.No. 83. “ 123 “123 p.m. 9 30 5 46 s.m. No. 3 \ C.H.& N. Limited 87 55 £8.07 1807 s8 12 t8 16 s8 25 s 8 3¢ 8 39 s 610 6 28 6 28 631 6 34 6 40 6 46 6 51 1839 18 45 18 64 £8 58 s9 03 t9 13 89 18 9 30 725 s9 38 731 t9 41 ! 6 51 6 64 701 702 705 713 717 T 44 7851 7565 8 00 8 03 810 818 8 22 8 24 8 28 8 41 8 44 8 54 8 69 912 924 s 930 s 9 40 a.m £10 03 810 10 510 18 110 18 10 28 PN vap. 110 50 110 56 f11 11 s11 16 f11 27 s11 34 111 49 512 05 812 15 812 25 p.m. Daily 734 Daily —Subject to Change Without Notice— ward. No. 82 “ 128 am. 6 45 .9 50 p.m. : No. 89 ATLANTIC COAST LINE “126. Lv . . Lv Lv Jacksonville ...... Ar| p.m. Lakeland ... . Ar| .5 30 Tamps ......... Ar| 7 25 ve... Winston ....... Lv|s & 16 No. 4 C.H.& N. 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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 pastengers holding tickets for Lakeland and. points beyond. Information not obtainable from Agents will be cheerfully fur- nished by the undersigned. L. M. FOUTS, 2nd V. P. & Gen. Mgr. Boca Grande, Fla, N. H. GOUCHER, Supt. Transportation, Arcadia, Fla. C. B. McCALL, & Pass.Agt Boca Grande, Fl 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 Don’t supplying your needs. limited. gone we Takes one of them let this opportunity pass without The quantity is Come at once. When they are can’t duplicate the order. __We nced THE CASH. You need the Machine. Our interests are mutual. Come let us Serve you. WILSON HARDWARE CO. Cupid’s Test of Love ~ By H. M. EGBERT (Copyright, 1915, by W. G. Chapman.) When Rev. Aloysius Smith went out of his study and saw the man stand- ing in the hall he could not repress a shudder of disgust. Broad as an ox, with short and rather bowed legs, still his figure was that of an Adonis compared with his face. And the last straw was that his name should be Cupid. “Come in, my friend,” he said after an effort. “What can I do for you?” “I'm looking for a position in Little Falls, sir,” answered Cupid respect- fully. “I've been working as a porter in town, but my health gave out and : 1 was told to go to the country. So I came here. It was a bit of a walk, sir. I can show you good references, in case you know of a job—" The pastor looked at the fellow with a repugnance which he could not conceal. “l know my face Is against me, sir,” said Cupid with a smile. And it was astonishing how the smile changed him. Cupid smiling looked almost decent. The pastor racked his brains. He took a sudden liking to the man, and he was resolved not to be prejudiced against him on account of his looks. “Miss Cavendish was wanting a handy man to take care of her garden and pony,” he said. “I don’t know whether that is in your line, ‘'my friend?” “I was bred on a farm,” answered Cupid. “I think, sir, I could manage the job if—if you'd see Miss Caven- dish first and—and mention my looks, sir.” That softened the parson complete- ly. He called up Miss Cavendish on the telephone and broke the news as considerately as possible. ‘“The man is afraid he doesn’t look very prepos- sessing, Miss Cavendish,” he ex- plained. “Well, send him round and I'll judge for myself,” answered Miss Cavendish. And a few minutes later Cupld de- “For the Last Time, | Warn You to Insisted. People grew a little nerv.| €®0n stalked to the first tee. Lea parted. ant. “I've got the position, sir, and i'm ever so grateful,” he said to the pas- tor. Miss Cavendish was a maiden lady of about forty years. Sensible, though a little “queer,’ and very determined—it is a type common in New England. Before a month had passed it was realized that she had got a treasure. Cupid had been almost the round of the town in search of employment before he went to the pastor. Many regretted that they had been prejudiced against the man on account of his appearance. Miss Cavendish had a beau. Not that she hadn't had heaps during the course of her life; but somehow no- body had proved quite good enough for Miss Cavendish. She was of that fine metal which won't take the rust of life, and sooner or later all her sweethearts had received their dis- charge. But Mr. Henry Norman was different. A year or two older than Miss Cavendish, very soft-spoken, he was the sort of a man whose very flawless- ness makes one think there may be more wrong with him than appears on the surface People sort of distrust- ed Mr. Norman. But it was easy to see that Miss Cavendish was infatu- ated with the man. Mr. Norman didn't like Cupid. The two came from the same town, and, though it was not likely that they had ever been closely associated, Cupid seemed to know something to the discredit of Mr. Norman. At least, that was what people surmised. Cupid never spoke Miss Cavendish Alone.” That night he returned, radf- Cupid. He asked him if his ':fl:”:u coming out to Little Falls to live with him. Joe Rogers never much feeling. h.gNo, sir,” answered Cupid, turning 'mn..d ked Joe Rogers. ! hey?” as! “No, llr,z sald Cupld, looking straight into Rogers's eyes. Some- how Joe Rogers found an excuse to back away. He never questioned Cupid after that. J‘:’e Rogers was at work in charge of the men who were repairing the big dam above Little Falls. It had been called dangerous; people said that it ever it burst the flood would sweep away Little Falls as the flood had destroyed Johnstown, and nobody would have time to do anything but pray, and pray fast. Meanwhile the dam was progressing toward comple- tion With the reenforced concrete structure no ome thought it would break. We used to hear gossip of the Cav- endish household from Emma, the { black maid. That was how we learned that Henry Norman didn't { like Cupid. In fact, it was said by her that the first time the two men met Mr. Norman looked as though | he had seen a ghost, while Cupid drew himself up very stiff and looked at Mr. Norman in a way that made her i blood run cold. However, Emma, | faithtul old soul that she was, was fond of romancing. Still, we knew that Mr. Norman had tried to per- ! suade Miss Cavendish to get rid of | Cupid. Miss Cavendish refused. She always had a will of her own. They nearly quarreled over it till Mr. Nor man saw that it was a case of yleld- ! ing or losing Miss Cavendish—or her money. That was the bitter part. Joe Rog- | ers found out that Mr. Norman was | a bankrupt. He had hidden away | enough of his property to enable him | to dress like a gentleman, and to | bring Miss Cavendish expensive flow- ers; but he wanted her cool fifty thou- sand, everybody knew. But nobody ' 18 going to meddle in such affairs. Folks are cowardly in small towns. As for Cupid, whatever he knew, he kept quieter than ever. He worshiped | Miss Cavendish. That was easy to see. But people said he wouldn’t hold his position long after the marriage, which was only four weeks away Now comes the astonishing part of the story. Emma said she saw Cupid talking to Mr. Norman. The two men were at the gate of Miss Cavendish's house, and Norman was on his way homeward after a call when Cupid confronted him What Emma was doing there she did not pretend to explain. “For the last time I warn you to leave Miss Cavendish alone,” said Cupid. “You scoundrel!” hissed Norman. “I'll have you arrested for blackmail. L rn—" “We know all about that, Mr. Nor- man,” answered Cupid wearily. “You are relying on my not daring to bring, my wife’s name into court. Maybe, you are right up to a certain point,' { but not when it comes to sacrificing a woman like Miss Cavendish.” What Norman answered Emma could not hear, but she saw Cupid | clench his fists and Norman start away. And, as Cupid watched him slink by there was a queep look on { the man's ugly face. It almost seemed | a8 though he realized Norman was a coward and was meditating about {t. I “If the dam don't burst tomorrow | she can't,” Joe Rogers had said, and | everyone repeated it. The key to the | solid wall of masonry was to be | swung into position the next day. | Some had sald that the laying of the ! great blocks had disturbed the founda- | tions of the old dam, but Joe ridi- | culed that. After ten at night the | following day the dam couldn’t burst | unless an earthquake struck it, he ous as the evening wore away. Black Emma had heard Miss Cavendish laughingly tell Mr. Norman, who was | visiting her that evening, and she said | the man seemed scared when Miss Cavendish told him their house stood right fn the line the torrent would take. Only Emma saw what happened at| the house that night, and we have to rely on her. It seems that Norman | was within half an hour of departing —the two had been reading some book together—when Cupid rushed into the living-room without the pre- lminary of a knock. “The dam’s burst!” he yelled. “There's just two minutes before the flood catches us. Run for the hillside or you'll be buried under a hundred feet of water!” Emma screamed naturally, but she | Wwas not so terrified as Norman. He stared at Cupld with wild eyes for the tenth of a second. Then, with a | vell, he was upon his feet, out through the glass of the window, which fel in splinters all about him, and speed- ing with all his might for the hillside. And just as Emma and Miss Caven- dish turned to run Cupid caught them “It's a lie!” he cried. There was a 100k of triumph upon the fellow's face. “The dam—the dam hasn’t burst and never will!" Emma said that for a moment Miss Cavendish stood still, watching his face. Then suddenly she put her hands to her own and burst into hys- terical tears and laughter. You see, she had been brought to a realization of Cupid's motive at last, and a thou- eand little traits in Norman which she had passed over, for love's sake, were suddenly made clear And Cupid had Saved her. But he mever told her what he knew about Norman. Nobody knew that. Only it did not matter, for Norman was never sgen tn Little Fal's acom , me present Mr. Ledeson. , tenance into the polite smile that had | | seize Cousin Stella | idiotically | face when Mrs. Wicketts thrust me {a golf club down home and that I've | won six cups! 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 their staccato thanks and their parting reminders and messages and general feminine exclamations ke heaved his first relleved 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 bim with the 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 2 nightmare. Just as a reward of merit and & brucer Ledeson decided to take the day off and go out to his golf club. A whole day tramping the sod, enurel'y free from the blight of a womans presence, appealed to him as the ulti- mate joy. PO T Then just as he trled to walk through the first car to the smoker Mrs. Wicketts called him. “Oh! Are you going out to the club. t00?" she chortled. “How perfectly lovely! So are we! Stella, dear; let My cousin. Miss Geddit. Mr. Ledeson. Stella bas never played golf and I was bound lh_e should have a chance to learn even if the club is deserted at this season. That's why I'm so-0-0 glad we me! you—you know all about golf! 1 can sit on the veranda and crochet while you and Stella roam the links!" Mrs. Wicketts beamed upon her victim. Cousin Stella, too, beamed upon bhim. She was a young thing and Ledeson saw in his first horrified glance that she was even more effer- vescent than the two who had just been removed from the scene by & Pullman car. “How perfectly lovely!"” echoed Cou- sin Stella. “I'm simply crazy to play golf! Can I learn in one afternoon? 1 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 twisted Lis coun- % been so badly overworked of late. What he really wanted to do was to by the vellow curls on the bLack of her head and give her neck one swilt, comprehen I sive twist. Centuries of conventional | ancestors, however, enabied him to say hoarsely that he would be delight ed to teach Miss Geddit, It was worse, mwuch worse, than he could have dreamed. He had neve: known that a girl couid be quite so awful. The polite smile was 80 firmly glued to his face thai it would huve staid 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 trotting along beside him chattering every inch of the way, and Mrs. Wicketts beaming placidly. Bitterness surged in his heart as he secured ciubs and joined his tormentors. Cousin Stella clapped her hands babyishly *Oh, are these what you play with”" she burbled. “How much does it count when you hit the ball? Why don't they make them bigger? My goodness! Isn’t there a net to piay over or any thing?" : Like a man going to execution, Led With a slgh he turned to give his first in structions. Then he stocpped. Cousin Stella was making a neat little mound of sand and placing her ball upon it. Then in a calm, cool, businessilke 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 there was a deep silence. Then in A strangled way he seemed to be try ing to say something. Cousin Stella crumpled over her stick in a spasm of hysterical laugh ter. "1 couldn't help it she gasped “No buman girl could if she'd seen | that look of rage and horror on your | upon you! She didn't know that we've Now I'll with Mrs. Wick peace!” “Indeed you won't!" Le ed. It had dawned upon him that | Cousin Stella was really a wonderfy) | exception to all other girls. going to play golf with me noon for your sins!" &0 and crochet l etts and leave you ip “You're ', all after ———— | | Flower Topers. I When potted lilacs set in closed cases are placed beside a tacle full of ether, the ether vola. | tllizes, and within thirty-six hours the | lllacs are in a state of torpor closely resembling Intoxication 1If the planrs 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 such conditions. The tory to the treatment. Mnk and hyacinth, deplorable taste for others which produee Intoxteation. — | tightly recep- | thrive under rose is refrac. The carnation however, show | Herper's Week!y e R P Wonderful Snow Figures. The delicacy and beauty of snow ures have no parallel in the man or insect. The most webs, woudrous as they strange insect called the "o comparison with snow crystals. ;m; of gossamer laces, ft fingers that have inherited the art | |8 *hroughout generations, have no such | |5 lelicate figures, though t. have | |3 ound inspiration in leaf ang and flower of rarest structure, Good Grade § Cracker Boy Coffee, per deson explod. | ’ e 2 L In Large and Small T SUITABLE FOR Fruit, Truck ang 23,000 ACRES—In Polk County at $6.00 per ae ' worth more than half the price. 40 ACRE FARM—35 in bearing Orange Gpy house, packing house and barn, large lake it Irrigation plant, good heavy soil and gooqr, miles from Lakeland. Price $30,000.00. FOR NON-RESIDENTS--Good Fruit Lands, y, in ten, twenty and forty acre tracts; Co-opery; opment Plan. NEW BRICK STORE BUILDING—Ix the ¢ land; Leased for five years at $2,600.00 per i 000,00. Will trade for Orange Grove as part ¥ 9-ROOM HOUSE and three vacant Lots. Clogg Morton $4,200.00. $1,200 down and terms, TWO HOUSES In Dixieland Terms. TWO GOOD SUBDIVISION Propositions. By and desirably located. g 20 ACRES FARM—At Lakeland Highland. 1 bearing grove, 600 trees in good condition, | idence with modern improvement, P works; good out buildings with implemen, Price $10,000. 34 ACRES OF RICH HIGH .HAMMOCK lang ; ter Hill. Close to school post office and e acres clear. Price $550.00 28 ACRE FARM—with lake front. 6 acres in you new cottage and good barn. 2 1-2 miles fron on hard road. A good combination farm, 1 750.00. Cash $1,250.00, Balance deferred at ¢ interest, CORNER LOT—Three blocks south of city hall South exposure. Some fruit trees; ney i Price $2200.00, p (5-rooms), rente] & For Further Information See J. Nielsen-L ang§ Lakeland, Florida Phone 354 Green. Office Evening Tel R R O T O ORI R WE SELL FOR CAS® - WEHAVE CUT THE IFKi(E WE SELL EVERYTHING l(l‘t.l ' Sugar, 16 pounds ...... .Bacon, side, per pound pamn, cut, per pound ... Ijomatoes, CBA . i e Fancy and Head Rice, pound . .\}gal, 10 pounds for . Grits, 10 pounds for ...... Florida Syrup, per quart .. Florida Syrup, per gallo Good Grade e Corn, per can .. Peas, per can .. Pgt Cream, per can ..... ... White House Coffee, per can . can .... Grated Sliced Pineapple, per can . Roast Beef, per ca Dulk Cofl'ee.p i per pound ...... Flake White Lard, 10 pound pail . - Flake White Lard, 4 pound B Catsup, Van Camp’s, per bottle ..... Irish Potatoes, per peck ..... e vaeet Potatoes, per peck ... - ; Navy Beans, per pound Lima Beans, per Brookfield per pound ...... Butter, per pound .... G. W. Phi | s & Co., » O RO ONORONC AMOS H. NORRIS, President. W. E. ARTHUR, - Treasurer ~ e Tampa Agricultural Dynami TAMPA, FLA. ** s Mr. H. P. Dyson, an expert sent to ¥ Atlas Powder Co,, is at your service. H¢ look after your Blasting Proposition, and &% his advice, We have also two men we have importt Pennsylvania, who are expert blasters. who flu your work on contract, or sell you our B Ives, which are second to none. 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