Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 20, 1915, Page 6

GHARLOTTE HARBOR AND NORTHERN RAILWAY “BOCA GRANDE ROUTE” ATTRACTIVE SERVICE. SAFETY FIRST. COURTESY FOR THE INFORMATION OF THE PUBLI SCHEDULE IN EFEECT JANUARY 18T, 1916 —Subject to Change Without Notice— STAT 10NS ATLANTIC COAST LINB ward. . .No. 84.|.No. 83. “ 123 “123 No. 82 “ 128 No. 89 “ 136. »m. am. » 30 +.... Jacksonville ¢ 45 am. 5 46 . Lakeland . .9 80 6 10 am. p.m. 7 22 No. 3 No. ¢4 .No.1 |[C.H&N, No. 2 .|C.H.& N, Limited Limited 87656 (s 610 |Lv . s 9 15 8.07 628 £8 07 628 s8 12 631 4 t8 16 634 413 s8 25 6 40 Bradley Junction 406 |s 840 s 8 34 6 46 . Chicora ...... 868 |t 831 18 89 ¢ 51 3 48 8 22 I'l. .8.9 § e 51 t 8 48 8 22 18 46 6 64 t 3 43 818 18 54 701 . Fort Green Junction t 3 83 8 08 18 68 702 ....Fort Green ..... t 830 8 06 89 03 1056 . Fort Green Springs . s 325 |t 802 19 13 713 t 312 |t 7561 s9 18 17 eesessese. OnS . s 307 |t 747 £9 30 726 .. Bridge . £ 2 64 736 s9 38 731 . .Limestone .. s 244 |t 728 19 41 734 ... Kinsey e 239 | T24 89 52 7 44 «.... Bunker.Lansing . t 2 26 712 £10 03 L7§1 wevsscssss Shops ..... t 214 704 810 1@ 765 |Ar. 210 (s 700 810 18 800 |Lv ....... Arcadia ... 205 |8 655 £10 18 803 eesiisese.. Shops .. t 1568 6 50 fi10 28 810 o Nocatee ... t 146 6 40 e 818 . Hull .... s 136 6 30 LS 8 22 Fort Ogden [] £10 50 8 24 . Boggess [] 110 56 8 28 vees. Platt [] f11 11 8 41 . .. Mars .. 6 811 16 8 44 Murdock . 6 f11 27 8 64 . Southland 811 84 8 69 «+ McCall . 11 49 912 veseess.. Placids . 512 05 . Gasparilla .. 812 16 812 25 “C H. & K. LIMTED” nmmmrrm:mmh,wmmcmmude C. H, & N. Limited, train No. 8 will stop at fisg 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, points beyond. 1Information mot obtainable from Agents will be cheerfully fur- nished by the undersigned. L. M. FOUTS, N. H. GOUCHER, C. B. W 2nd V. P. & Gen. Mgr. Supt. Transportation, G.F.& Pass.Agt., Boca Grande, Fla, Arcadis, Fla. Boca Grande, Fla. There once, was a man, by name Myr. Knapps, Who was overrun with rats, and needed some traps, So he Came to OUR STORE Where We have Traps Galore, And the ranks of the rodents Were soon full of Gaps If this man had bought TWO Traps - He would have caught them all night. N, 22s We sell the Catch-Em-All Style of Traps, for Rats, Mice, Mink and Flies No traps for the unwary bere. Our methods are open and above board, and Your Trade is Solicited WILSON HARDWARE CO. married and retaining his job. saw his bride they changed their opin- BT Larry smiled, and when his friends . : g gl Butte stopped to take on % g H 3 ? }iiigi Ik : g H I i : 11 HE . was less to be Collins than to preserve name, to save her from g E i ¥ 5 s i ! E § He hard. The moon came up and lit the mountain way. Time and i i ;1 - ' spurred his horse down the mountain There was a certain orange his eye for some months. How Doro- | side thy would love the life there, the : sailed him as he waited there. beyond the ranges, the sun, the ease. | He had paid & flying trip there six | across the rails, dislodging the engine months before. But he said nothing from the metals as it came swinging of this to Dorothy. £ | roun curve? He could destroy A man should take his wite into his confidence. As a rule the surprise to : element does not work out satisfac- ders far below the grade, and escape torily. Rather it is the man who gets unknown in the confusion. the surprises. ‘Was Dorothy worth the sacrifice of This case was no exception. Doro- his own life in retribution? thy soon began to weary of the eter-' nal hills. They had been married six the man shook with the agony that months when Larry discovered that assailed him. At last he went toward she was running a bill at the nearest the tallest of the firs, a giant tree as ' town for clothes, far in excess of what hard as ebony, which lay with its he had planned for her. | trunk projecting only a few inches “Well, I'm just sick of the motonony from the rails. With the exercise of here,” she said defiantly. “I can’t all his strength he could shift it a live here forever, seeing nothing but few inches down the incline. He knew the sheep. Won't you get another that just where it lay the curve was Job?” | the most dangerous. He stopped. The Welsh girl was homesick for . Then, in the distance, he heard the the old friendly society. She longed puffing of the engine as she forced for the faces she had known; she her way up to the summit before de- felt that she had stepped into a vast, gcending on the grade that led to the perpetual prison. siding. There was just time, It has been sald & man and woman ! But the sight of the flery eyes of cannot live in utter seclusion and re- the monster above him paralysed his tain their love for each other. In mind, and he could not turn his mus- spite of their love of a dozen years, cles to the accomplishment of the “ task. And now the engine was de- scending the grade, lumbering and screaming as she made her way toward the siding. Larry stood still. It was too late now. But it was not too late to carry out his original purpose. ; Suddenly the moving mass seemed to stand still, She swerved, reared, and then, with a scream of “Yes,” answered Larry, riding away. | erick. intention of go- | Crawford, who kept books for Jim the night Riley. First he thought he'd got her lection of lizards and Tom Bullen's ‘all our innocent pastimes nipped in [ like his predecessor. : At last he dismounted-and, turning , The minute he steps off the train, in a California county on which he had ; the beast adrift tb grase, waited be- The temptation grew stronger, until ' 5] Rode Five Miles to His Nearest Neigh- bor. dating back to boy and girl times, they began to drift apart. ‘Where there are sheep the wolf comes. It was no exception here. Jim Collins was six feet one, flashy and “taking” with women. Ile had & sin- ister reputation among the folks of the district. But he was the man for whom Larry was working. He had not often pald a visit to the range, preferring to gamble away his money at Butte, where he had a string of racers and two or three automobiles. He had the patronage of the county, regret it—but Dorothy only saw in ! him a big, good-natured man, longing for sympathy and to be understood. Once Larry, returning from the range sooner than had been expected, found Collins in the hut, bending over Dorothy as she made tea. He looked up brazenly and laughed. Larry said nothing then. Later he taxed his wife with caring for Collins. That was & mistake. A man should hold his peace until the time comes to strike. But all Larry's wounded soul, all the suf- fering he had endured during those days of estrangement came to his lips in a flood of bitterness. Next morning he went to work with- .out a word having been spoken. When he was gone Dorothy slipped out of the hut. An hour later she stepped into an automobile that was waiting for her below the hill. ‘When Larry came home that night, his heart overflowing with contrition, he found the hut empty. A little note was pinned to the dresser. “I don’t love Jim Collins,” it read, “but he can give me something bet- ter than sheep. We leave Butte for California on the night train and you will never see me again. But you won't want to, as loug as you have your sheep.” —————————————————————————————————— steam, the engine left the metals and ' Nugget in an understanding spirit. toppled upon its side, followed by balf ' the cars, yet clinging almost miracu- | lously to the mountain side. Flames burst out among the wreok- | age. The screams of the | reached Larry’s ears plainly. Entire- | ly forgetful of his purpose, the man ran at full speed toward the scene of the accident. Men and women lay ' half buried beneath the wreckage. Lar | ry ran along the side of the over- turned cars, searching for Dorothy. ! And he found her. She was unin- | jured, and, on her knees, she crouched beside a man with a ghastly wound | across his breast. Larry knew Col- lins, though the face had been bat- tered almost out of recognition. He ' must have been killed instantly. He touched Dorothy upon the arm. | “There is nothing to do,” he sald.! “It is too late.” “Yes,” she answered, rising to her feet in a mechanical manner and mov- ing away. She seemed stunned by the catastrophe. She hardly realised where she was. Larry devoted hour after hour to alding the injured, until the hospital came up. Then he found Dorothy again. She was standing near the body of her companion, looking uncertainly about her. “What are you going to do?" asked Larry. “I don't know,” she answered calm- ly. She seemed to have lost all power of feeling. “Go on to California, I sup- pose. You see, I have my ticket." “But what will you do there?” “What does that matter to you? " love a little girl in Wales. highstrung and willful sometimes, but she was mever bad. Nobody could have sald that of her. And one day, after a quarrel—she didn't know I took it, but I took a vow. It was that I would always protect her, against herself even. And though that was long ago, and she is married now, do you suppose that makes any differ ence. Dorothy, I am never going back. I am going to California too. Is it to be together?” And suddenly she was weeping upon his neck in an agony of shame. (Copyright, 195, by W. G. Chapman.) Marriage Age for Women. Training and efficiency, and not sex, should be the qualifications of those wishing to fill positions in life, says Dean Emilie W. McVea of Cincinnati university. She says that girls should marry at twenty-five, and the only ob- jection to a college education is that Alligators’ Egge Edible. Alligators’ eggs are eaten in the West India islands and on the west Stickers. coast of Africa. They resemble in| The great difference between a pub- shape a hen's egg, and have much the | lio servant and a domestic servant is ! taste, but are larger. that the public servant would not re- | parsonage Jim and Tom leaps out and train that was rushed out from Sutte \llfl holler like it. Jim said afterward ARG HARD LUCK IN NUGGET 8y HAROLD CARTER. . by W. G. Chapman.) (I?og::h:oginl; are queer. They “Som “I'm going to Butte.” | act in the most unexpected ways. and trien Larry Owen, { “Something wrong with the wife?” | when you think you've roped them - ot hin when e ' gsked the neighbor sympathetically. | they're up and away like a wild mav- Now there was Miss Rose and then he thought he hado't, and then, just when he thought he had— well! We'd heard a new preacher was coming to Nugget, and naturally the boys were interested. Doctor Hadley, who had been with us six years, bad been thought a good deal of. His Sat- urday night illustrated lectures on the wonders of nature had proved a live wire. Jim Riley had won the prize Doctor Hadley offered for the best col- wife got the prize he gave for the best cake baked for the church sociable; and so, with the parson gone, we 8aw the bud unless Mr. Frank Cunning- ham turned out a sociable sort of man however, he looks so queer we see something is wrong. He looks about him surprisedlike. “Where's your outlaws?” he asks. “There ain't been none here for these ten years, not since they passed the antigambling laws,” says Tom. “Why don't you carry pistols?” the parson asks, still more surprised. “They's taxed too high,” 1 explains. “Times is hard in Nugget.” | “What, don't you shoot up tender- feet who take drinks of lemonade?” m.munohmwdw-"" hich is to be a Triends or his townspeople o his con- mmmtbylllmmm men circulates as through his Innnm;—w In other wo To do good work you must get out- side of yourself. your own interests and temporary ad- vantages and strive with an eye to the future. It must content you to kmow and thing you are engaged in is ‘worthy will meet with uitimate approval. Such is the spirit that animates the the cobbler who puts on the patch true, the artist who expresses gpiration with pen or brush or chisel the statesman who labors for the ad-| are more than sixty vocabular vancement of his country and of flw' Brasil and in Mexico the Nahy world. possesses him and fills him. him with the never slackening grip of the thing that must be done if his own Individuality is to find expression. It s the isg 553 ALIZE YOURSELF. dmired, not by his i 5 utiful to the eye in it 38 % g § ] - : E L3 .!EE?E§§ You must forget mechanic at his bench or lathe, his in lbrokan up ;l;to some seven hund of the universal spirit , dialects. ‘There are hundreds ?;ih::x:el’s lost In the work. It Borneo, while iu Australia there is It grips = classifying the complexities. Asy ing that 50 dialects on the aveng belung to each language, we have tiy colossal total of 250,000 linguistic v rieties. recognition .of this feellng | he demands. ) “Everybody drinks lemonade, mis- ter,” explains Jim Riley. “This is a prohibition county.” Naturally this didn't make too good an impression on us, especially when he preached a sermon against outlaws from the pulpit the first Sunday The boys had another thing against him, too. He'd asked Miss Rose to go bug- gy-riding with him on the Wednesday, | and as Jim Riley had been monopoliz- ' ing her a good deal, we didn't like the butting-in feature. However, Miss Rose went with him. “He d:dn't talk about nothing but outlaws,” she said to us. ‘“He thinks we're hiding the vice of Nugget from him to prevent his oreaking it up. He says if he spots it he's going to smash it.” “So that's why he come nosirg round my back door on Sunday before church!” exclaimed Jim, hotly. “Want- ed to see if I was violating the tem- perance laws, eh?” Well, after another week had gone by things was getting unbearable. i None of us wanted to lay hands on the ! parson, but we saw he hadn’t come to Moreover, he was bothering Miss Rose, and we didn’t like that. “Now I tell you how it is, boys," says Tom Bullen. “What he wants is to prove himself. He's like a young horse that hasn’t been broke. He's like a soldier going into battle, who thinks he’s a hero and has to learn that it will take all his heroism to keep from running away. If once he gets up against what he's looking for he'll sing pretty small and possibly turn out to be a good feller.” And then he outlined his plan to us. We were to stage an attempted ab duction. It was three nights later, before the moon come up, that we carried out the plan. Jim and Tom lay in wait at the parsonage corner, about the time whe: Miss Rose used to walk home from the store. We knew the parson would be walting for her, to say good eve- ning and to offer to escort her, and the rest of us was hiding in Ephraim’s store across the street, to see the fun. Just as Miss Rose was passing the grabs her. Scream? I never heard a it scared him into thinking he was really trying to abduct her. “Help! Help!” she cried at the top of her voice. Suddenly the parsonage door opened and Mr. Cunningham came out. “Wh-wh-what's the matter?" he stammered. It was so dark some of us had taken the opportunity to creep up close, and 1 tell you it fairly scared me stiff to think a man could be such a coward The parson was positively shaking with fright, and he looked as if h: was going to turn tail any instant. “You leave that young lady alone,” he mumbled; and then he caught sight of Miss Rose’s face. Next instant he had landed like a catapult right into the pair of them. Before he knew it, Jim was lying in the road with a cut lip and Tom was leaning against the wall with a bruised eye. But the parson was at them again, and there wasn't nothing to do but to turn tall. We ran, the lot of us, and.we was afraid every instant the parson would land one of us blows agross our necks. But he tailed off and went back to Miss Rose, and that was the last we saw, except that we heard he took her home and told her she wasn't never to go out alone after dark in such a vicious town again. Miss Rose wasn't at the store next day, and by nightfall everybody knew she was to marry the parson when the banns had been read. He got perkier than ever afterwards, and Jim agreed we'd made a bad mistake in not ac- counting for the power of love over a man. Anyhow, we've got a new par- son in Nugget now, and Jim's trying to fnterest him in lizards. Acquiring an Education. Nobody ever drifted into an educa. tion. 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