Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 26, 1915, Page 2

60D'S GIFT TOTHEM By CARL PRICE READE. all the spirits in heaven Theo- was the most restless. Theo- was not her name; it means ply “God-given,” and names are useless in heaven, where the souls {mission; but that was the name by which she was subsequently to be ‘come known. She wandered to and fro, taking no .more pleasure in the quiet contempla- ition of joys so unutterably divine that ithe most pure and ardent imagination upon earth fails to begin to compre- ‘hend them. She wandered to and fro ‘restlessly, seeking counsel of wiser spirits, and presently one stopped her. “It {s thus at some time with all of us,” she sald gently. “We are not pure enough to enjoy contemplation of the divine forever. It is the taste of earthly joys that is necessary as & corrective—joys and suffering. The time has come for thee to be born on earth, Theodota.” “Was I not once on earth before?” Theodota asked. “Some say that the soul visits earth more than once, Theodots,” answered her guide. “But few of us know, and those who know will not tell. Thy time has come to say good-by to heaven for a brief space of time, in- calculably brief, as we know time, but a lifetime as it is known to mor- tals.” Theodota wept, but the impulse to- ward earth was too strong in her to be restrained. Presently she found herself far from the divine joys and entering a dark cloud which men call passions, though to Theodota it seemed only a dismal and gloomy place. Envy seemed to her like light- ning, and hate like thunder, and an- ger like a hailstorm; but on the other hand there was love, a soft zephyr, and self-sacrifice, which seemed like balmy sunshine. So she flew on, pass- ing from onme to another, tired and “Take Your Old Ring, Then!” dewildered, yet driven onward with- out volition by the force of the earth fmpulse toward incarnation. Souls are not consclous of earthly things when they have come down from heaven. If they were, would not each of us choose to be born a king or queen, or a millionaire, or with an endowment of every talent? Souls see only the hearts of their future mothers, not their material circum- stances, or those of the men who are to win them. So presently Theodota It before a young girl who L Ji g 3 er love for the girl, that she e nothing better than to be daughter. oor opened and & young man ‘The girl rose and ran into ; she thought she loved him, felt the girl's heart con- disappointment. The soul knew that the young man be her mate, but the girl of this. eodota, hovering by the girl, began to feel the hail beat- on her again; the lightning flashed and the thunder pealed. “T don’t see why you should object to my having a good time, Frank,” the young girl said to her sweetheart. “Just because we are engaged—is that any reason why I shouldn’t go out with any man but you?’ “You'll have to choose between me and the rest,” answered the young man bitterly. The girl slammed down the diamond ring upon the table. “Take your old ring, then!™ she stormed. “You're a tyrant anyway, and I couldn't be happy with you. If you are as jealous as this before mar riage, what will you be afterward?” Theodota understood nothing of what was being said, but her deli- cate wings were drenched with the rain, and, seeing a warmer, sunnier place a little distance away, she dart- ed instinctively toward it. And now ensued a period of forget- fulness. Theodota had lost all memory of the joys of heaven, for the human love that enfolded her seemed sweet- er than anything that had happened i I3 LIEL) of - | g?' Zaé§5i“~' ipft i B3 her own desires the body destined to inhabit. But of what was happening on earth, of the father's’ struggles to earn the money to' for his wife’s fliness, of his hopes fears and those of his young tent was absolute. Then came the day when Theo- dota’s happiness seemed complete. The little body that she had fitted herself was made. The house ready for her to inhabit it. She kn nothing of what was bhappening earth, of the doctor's grave face averted eyes as he toiled over the young wife, while the husband waited in an agony of suspense without. . Suddenly, with a shiver of fear, Theodota found herself a spirit again. And, freed from the bonds of human love, she longed to flee back to her place in heaven and rest among the happy spirits there. But because it is given to mortals, when love is omnipotent, to make their cries heard to the happy souls, and to the souls to hear them, Theo- dota, about to fly away, paused as she heard the agonized words of the young mother’s prayer: “God, give me back my child!” And, with the same clarity of vision, Theodota was enabled to see, and even dimly to understand 'the meaning of the tiny coffin that stood within the narrow room next to the chamber in which the young husband kneeled beside his wife. And the same prayer broke from both their lips. “We couldn’t have saved her,” sald the doctor gravely. “No human agency could have saved her.” “l know; you did your' best,” the husband answered. Theodots, watching that human griet, felt strangely drawn toward it. She did not know that what is called grief on earth is called joy in heaven; but all her desires to be away van- ished, and she remained with the stricken mother, nestling against her and trying with all her power to com- fort her. Perhaps she did comfort her, for spirit can speak with spirit, but so obscurely that the outer phantom of | flesh and blood, controlled by the brain, understands nothing. Only through the instincts can one soul speak to another. But Theodota re- mained, until the same cloudy dark- ness fell upon her again, and, happy in her love, she forgot everything, to “Man Overboard’’ Ry John Philip Orth (Copyright, 1813, by Associated Literasy Press.) i Mr. Glenn Hosmer, the young law- yor, who had just hung out his shin- gle In &' town on the Hudson river, had not yet parted from romance. He had been warned by a veteran of the bar that romance and law never mized. He would get married some day, but there must be no emotions about it that could mot be substan- tiated by the compiled laws of the state of New York. The formality must be about the same as starting & lawsult against the owner of a cow that had destroyed the garden of & neighbor. Mr. Hosmer accepted the advice and was prepared to act on it when he made a journey to the city one day and sat in a chair car within & few feet of Miss Blanche Ackworth, who resided in the next town above him. He said to himself that her age was about twenty; that her hair was old gold; that her eyes were lovely, her nose the true Grecian, and that her mouth was beyond comparison. He felt a great stirring of the heart as he cast glances at the young lady.! He felt the law in him being replaced by romance. There was not emough in any law book in the land to ex- press his admiration. He didn't know her name nor abiding place, but thosd were things to be found out. Miss Blanche let fall the magasine she was reading. Mr. Hosmer sprang to piok it up. A squat man, with a thick neck, was just too quick for him. Mr. Hosmer fell back in his chair and vowed that if he ever got that squat man in the tolls of the law he would squeeze the life out of him. Miss Blanche dropped her haadker chief, and Mr. Hosmer spraag again. A bald-headed man was before him. That settled baldhead in case he ever bad a lawsuit. Miss Blanche look®¥ about for some one to tell her where the Flatiron block was, and just as Mr. Hosmer had opened his mouth to answer, the porter came along and gave full information. Five minutes pass into a dreamy sleep. “What a dear little girl she is!” ex- claimed the happy mother, pressing her lips to the soft cheek. “Do you know, dear, she looks exactly like that first we lost. What shall we call her?” “Call her—call her ‘the gift of God,’” her husband, who was & schol- ar, answered. “How do you like the name Theodota?” A (Copyright, 1915, by W. G. Chapman.) WHEN BEST WORK IS DONE Literary and Other Labor Performed Under Pressure Generally Is of High Merit. Fortunately we often have to do our work in less time than it seems to de- serve, for that is likely to mean that the work will be better done than it we had ample time for it. A veteran You Christian worker and writer once said to a friend: “I never knew anything 'later Mr. Hosmer had him cornered worth while to be done that was not jup and was saying: done under pressure. Men who write| “You villain of the world, tell me under pressure give to their writings a all you can about that angel or I'll ‘temper’ they would not have were murder you on the spot!” they written at leisure.” Pressure| That was the way the young law- often seems to produce a quality, a'yer came to know name and address. concentration of thought, that comes Porters on chair and parlor cars got in no other way. Even if we are not to know local travelers to a ocertain sharply limited in our time for & cer-'point. Of course, Mr. Hosmer figured #You Villain of the World, Tell Me AN tain plece of work, it is quite within our power to gain the bemefit of the sense of pressure by remembering the preciousness of every minute of time, and the stewardship for which we are to be held accountable. An easy-going sense of having “plenty of time” is likely to mean a loose, flabby quality in our work. Let us welcome the en- forced safeguards against this with which the circumstances of life often surround us.—Sunday School Times. Pearl-Fishing Industry. The world has at least one locality, as it has at least one industry, in' which machinery, and even the sim- plest mechanical appliance, is not permitted, through the agency of pro- hibitive rules, to obtain ascendancy | over hand work and primitive meth- ods of labor. The locality is the | Tuamotu or Low Archipelago, com- | posed of 87 coral atolls, about one | bundred miles eastward of Tahiti; | the industry is the pearl fisheries of the archipelago, the finest pearls in the South Pacific being found in the waters adjacent to these islands, as well as considerable quantities of the socalled black-edge mother-of-pear] | shell much used in commerce. Awful Misfortune. Children of the right sort take their school work seriously. Jennie, aged fourteen, is a second-year high school student. The other evening she ap- peared at the family dinner table evi- that he must be more or less conven- tional. He must have an introduction fa the regular way. He made a trip to the town above to get it, and made an excuse to call at to see the father, but he was troduced. He simply heard a town above, but Miss Blanche was not in any of the pews. She had either got hold of a new book or was an at- tendant at some other church. Mr. Hosmer awoke one Monday morning determined to banish the girl from his mind and take the first sault and battery case that came along. He sat down to the law on punching the head of your fellow man, but he could not get interested. That golden-haired girl's face was belore him. He went and stated his case to the veteran lawyer, and al'! h the former advice was repeated, and it was added that he was a chvmn, he was not yet satisfied. His feelings were bubbling when he took the boat for the town above with several desperate resolutions in his mind. He would turn subscription book agemt; he would turn tin ped- B T 14 H £ ; E : g g g £ : reckon, which was a pity. riots I ever attended. You could hear the nofse of it for miles. Presently, as 1 stood watchin’ it, a big cobra come amblin’ over my foot, an’ I kicked out by instinct. Well, sir, that reptile rose right up like a goal from the fleld, an’ ' fell in the middle o' D company, fight- in’ in the doorway. “With that somebody yells, ‘They’re droppin’ from the roof!’ “When the fightin’ riot finally broke through the door an’ spilled out into the veranda, a mob of officers came pourin’ in. Casey was goin’ gingerly from oot to cot lightin’ the lamps. The' Hindu was squattin’ on his hams, ' wailin’ like a Chinese gong, and your Uncle Jarvey was doin’ the virtuous hero act in the middle of the floor. “Then in ramps Chislett, old Blue | Nose, the major, an’ half a dozen oth- ers, wantin' to know the reasons. “‘Snake charmer, sir,’ says I to Chis- lett. ‘Found him here amusin’ the “‘How’d he get in?" snaps Chislett. “‘Someone must a’ brought him in, sir, I says, an’ old Blue Nose cut in quick: “‘Well, never mind how he got in,’ he ‘Get him out again.’ “Right then a big king cobra come out from under a cot an’ reared up, with his hood spread, not two feet from the colonel’s leg. Say, old Blue Nose jumped back like a yeariin'. “‘Look out there, sergeant,’ says Chislett. “I took a look like I hadn't seen the beast before, an’ then, with the worst yell I had in me, I leaped for a cot. “‘Gather 'em up,’ says Chislett to the heathen, an’ the little man gplls up the whites of his eyes’at him. He was gatherin’ ‘em up the best he knew, but they wouldn’t stay gathered. They oozed out of his clothes faster'n he could shove ‘em in. “‘Are they dangerous, sir?’ 1 says, like an innocent che-ild. “About then some one o' the boys that didn’t know any better hove in a coffee basket, an’ the Hindu grabbed it like & godsend, an’ begins shovin' in his pets. After he'd got all there was in sight, he had to turn 'em out again to see if he had lost any; an’ when he got tifrough countin’ ‘em he let out a wail, an’ begun talkin’ wild- like, in the language of Injia. “We switched him into United States after a bit, an' learned the pleasin’ news that he was four snakes short. “‘Find ’em,’ says Chistlet, short as tacks. “The Hindu pokes around on his belly under the cots, moanin’ like a bereaved parent, but he don't find any loose serpents; an’ all of a sudden he jumps up an’ trots over to old Blue Nose an’ begins revilin’ him in mighty choice language, accusin’ him o’ bring: in’ him in there and gettin’ him into all this trouble. He winds up by de mandin® five dollars for his lost snakes. “Well, I thought old Blue Nose would have apoplexy. He turned seven colors, an' made sort o' suffo- catin’ noises in his throat; an’ then, without sayin' a word, he hauls out his wallet, digs up & fiver, an’ lets it €0 at that. “Half D company had black eyes next morning, but there wasn’t & blue devil in the outSit. “Well, Casey an’ 1 were talkin’ it over that afternoon, when along comes old Blue Nose, trottin’ his wite out to see some more sights. “I had my back to him, an’ I says to Casey, I says: “*Things like last night’ 1 says, ‘are rotten bad for discipline. There's that bunch o' rookies. How're we goin’ to beat 'em into shape if our officers—' “About then old Blue Nose sort o' checks in his gait, an’ Casey an’ I faces front an' salutes. The old geezer hangs on one foot for a second, starin’ at us hard, an’ then clamps his mouth shut an' goes on. “An’ with that I called quits.” | Would Only Stand One Verse. At Christmas the children of an Eng- lish provincial school tried to collect money by singing carols and snatches of hymns. Many complaints had ! reached the rgctor's ears of bands of ! youngsters scampering through the verse of “While Shepherds dently not in the best of good spirits. dler; he would pretend to be & 838 | watched,” and then violently ringing Pressed for a Teason, she made ths nspector; he would even ot 1he ' (L_Gociiol"So he Instituted inquiries explanation: “Oh, 1 muffed it in English this af- ternoon. We had to give oral themes . house on fire to get a few words with the girl of the chaircar. Miss Blanche Ackworth might have {on the next occasion he visited the !oehool. “Why is it.” he asked, “that | instead of singing the hymn in a rev- and I had studied mine out so care- been called a rowest and a boatest.' ... scam roug) fully that 1 wasn't a bit mervous at She had her own boat and she knew | “,'::: ;_.::‘m mm,- lll’l-':: first. But by and by something dis- tracted my attention for a momeat, to her before. Dimly she seemed to | and I sald something that spoiled the be aware of her imprizonment, and, as the sculptor works upon the plastic Valusble Soot. | i unity, the coherence and the literary value of the whole thing.” Woeaving Weaving is When the chimneys of the royal 6rt thag spinning. mint at Berlin are cleaued about one Dictured on the tom it is believed that how to handle it. The pilots of the day boats whistled furiously at her, and mates yelled that she would run down, but she calmly missed Yeions and went her war. She Daity Thought. In character, in manners, in style, in ! moved by some pleading influence, but | (Copyright, 1915, by W. G. Chapman.) “Think twice, Betty.” “f have thought till my brain is | and my heart is sore. I have ded—it is the better way.” | ery well,” said John Randall, “80 | road you have chosen. 1 will take | . There need be mo scandal— s lady, I try to be a gentle-: Remember, though, neither wil’ back to retraverse the mis: path.” The woman put out her hand as i £, E§F§E i the man was gone. Before nighttall the home they had shared for eight years was in the hands of carpenters, masons and decorators. Before & week had passed by a partition, roof- | high, divided the big double house into ' two parts. On one side lived the wife, on the other the husband. Then peo- ple began to talk. “There’'s something under the sur- face”” spoke Mrs. Judge Bascom to her husband—“some dark drama.” “Get it out of your mind, wife,” was the blunt retort. “There are no two better people in the world than my worthy friend Randall and his wife.” “Then, why—" “Pride. Neither will seek to remove the barrier they have raised in their own self-willed natures. Mrs. Randall would die by slow tortures before s would unbend from what she con! ers to be true womanly dignity. Her selfcentered consciousness has re- pelled Randall and has made him be- Meve she no longer cares for him. One g00d heart-to-heart talk would settle everything—such as you and I en- gage in when we're not fighting our usual family battles!” and the good- patured judge lsughed in his whimsi- cal way. The old furist was correct in his sur- mises, but he had not gone deep enough into the proposition. ‘When John Randall married Betty Morse they had been very much in love one with the other. Then there had been s disappointment. No children had blessed their family hearth. The judge’s wife was distressed at the news that came to her. Once the Randalls had been close friends of the With a woman's ready wit she delved decper into affairs than her happy-go-lucky husband. Within her own mind she framed up a plan to remedy the outlook. It migh: prove an experiment, but she hoped for the best. One cold winter's night John Ran- dall sat in his cheery but lonely liv- ing-room, gazing stolidly into the blaz- ing grate fire. He knew that on the | other side of the partition his wife was probably passing her time in the same spell of gloomy reverie. “What is that?” suddenly exclaimed Randall. It was a hard, harsh sound, as of someone pounding with a club or stone on the front porch. Randall arose and went to the door and opened it, first turning on the porch light. He fancied he saw & woman's figure scur- rying past the gate. He looked down to note a basket containing a blanket and counterpane covered with a filmy scart Stooping, his heart beating rapidly, he knew not why, as he drew this aside. “A baby!” doned!” At that moment the mnext door opened. Mrs. Randall, too, had heard the noise on the porch. She came into view, she caught a glimpse of the child in the basket. A great ery of pity, yearning, love burst from her lips. With bungry heart, jealous, enwrapt in possession, quickly Ran- dall snatched up the basket. “1 saw it first!” he cried, almost fircely. “It is mine!” Then he went in with the child ahd closed the door against the longing woman. He stirred up the fire, h turned on all the lights. Suddenly a new motive for living found birth in his heart. He felt as one intrusted with a great treasure. Planning the many things he must do with the morning—secure & nurse, buy an out- fit for the baby, provide for all its care—Randall bustled about. The child woke up. It began to cry. The door opened. For the first time in two years Mrs. Randall stood with: in the room. “Oh, John!” she cried poignantly, “1 can't endure it! The cries of this dear little child!" He relinquished the child to those tender, loving arms. He sat in a new warm haze of contentment, watching his wife as she quieted the babe in a motherly way, hastening into her own apartments, returning with a bottle of milk, and soon had the little one cooing contentedly in its downy nest. As the child fell asleep, husband and wife stood leaning over the slumber ing cherub. “John,” she said, “I was all in the wrong. I've known it for a long time, but was too proud to speak.” “And 1 was hard, harsh, resentful, Betty.” he breathed remorsefully. “Let me stay!” she pleaded. “Here, where you belong!” and he | took her in his arms, and the little | stranger that had come to bless their | new life smiled in its sleep. At her home the judge’'s wife smiled happily, also, next day, when she | family. he exclaimed—"aban- told ber husband anG he kissed and loved her more than ever I3 | | 3 usssssaeLnLessssasiLied Uncanbassed at 18 Cents This Week Only i O “QWM A AASIAI IR E. 6. 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