Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 31, 1915, Page 6

T CAARLOTE FARBOR AND NORTHERN RALNA “BOCA GRANDE ROUTE” SAFETY FIRST. ATTRACTIVE SERVICE. COURTESY FOR THE INFORMATION OF THE PUBLI SCHEDULE IN EFBECT JANUARY 18T, 1916 ——Subject to Change Without Notice— AT T ATLANTIC COAST LIND Wi o No. 82 “ 128 am. 6 45 .9 60 pam. 'War .No. 84.|.No. 83. “ 123 123 P.m. 9 30 .6 46 “No: No. 89 “ 126. Jacksonville ...... Ar| p.m. Ar| .6 30 Ar| -7 36 am. ¢ 10 7 22 No. 4 C.H.& N. C.H.& N. Limited s 610 |Lv . 628 .No. 1 87 66 £ 8.07 £8 s8 07 12 16 25 3¢ 39 6 31 6 34 6 40 6 46 6 61 661 6 54 701 702 705 713 . Bradley Junction ..... Chicora . Cottman TigerBay .. Cottman .. vees. Baird .. . Fort Green Junction . +...Fort G een . Fort Green Springs . Vandolah .. «s ODn ... 39 45 54 58 03 13 18 30 38 £9 41 89 52 £10 03 810 10 810 13 = - & . Bunker-Lansing eeeo Shops ....... MR A E e e .. 8O 8080 1O 20 B0 €0 €0 €0 €0 €9 €O O * 09 00 e 0O GO OV O i DO O O A SR CArIRONOW®O., NO O B ®A O R R ® & L L L L L E R Arcadia . 110 18 . Shops ... 10 28 7 Nocaiee . P T .. Hol . b U | £10 50 . 10 56 f11 11 811 16 f11 27 811 34 f11 49 512 05 812 16 812 25 p.m. Daily - o =R Boggess . Platt .. Mars .. Murdock ... . Southland . eees McCall ... «... Placida . «os Gasparilla ... .. Boca Grande — a.m. Dally Through 8l Between Jacksonville, Lakeland, Arcadia & Boca Grande, C. H. & N. Limited, train No. 8 will stop at flag stations todischarge) passengers holding tickets from Lakeland and poiats north. C. H. & N. Limited, train No. 4 will stop at fiag stations on signal for local passengers and for passengers holding tickets for Lakeland and, points beyond. Intormation not obtainable from Ageuts will be cheerfuiiy fur-) oished by the undersigned. S L. M. FOUTS, 2nd V. P. & Gen. Mgr. Boca Grande, Fla, C. B. MoOALL, G.F.& Pams.Agt., Boca Grande, Fila. N. H. GOUCHER, Supt. Transportation, Arcadis, Fla. There once, was a man, by name Mr. 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. NN, 22 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. { ! sighed Robert Loring, HONEYMOON HOUSE By GEORGE MUNSON. “Of what use is my success now, “when e cannot enjoy it with me?” At thirtytwo years of age Loring had suddenly become well known as an architect. It was his work on the Municipal building, a subsidiary part of which had unexpectedly fallen to him to design, owing to the death of | the original architect, which brought him fame. And now he had been commissioned to build a half-mil- Hon dollar house for John Merivale, Merivale, and asked him to come see it. “You've finished it just in time, be-| cause we are to be married next = PEE WEE OFFICIATES pe—— “Hoo-hoo, you in blue-0o,” she shout- ed and raced toward it, waving the mouse in the air. “Mercy, child,” cried the wearer of month,” answered the banker. “And How an “Abnormal” Child’s Fu- the blue skirt, “throw away that what do you think, Mr. Loring? I haven't told my future wife a word | about it! My! Won't she be pleased i with t?” He looked critically at the photo- graph which Loring had just handed him. “It's a dandy honeymoon house,” he said. “Now, Mr. Loring, I can’t make a definite engagement to go out and look at it, but I'l call you up when I bave a morning to spare and arrange to meet you there.” It was some fivé days later that ; Loring received his telephone call. Merivale was to motor out to the sub- urb and meet Loring, and he would take him back in his machine. Loring found that the banker had ‘mot arrived when he reached the Yy, but no doubt the banker had long ago forgotten him. He had had a hard life. Born in lux- ury, he had been cast into poverty on the untimely death of his father. At twenty-two he had married Elsie Foth- eringall, reputed the prettiest girl in Baltimore society. Then came the crash and years of bitter poverty, cul- minating in their separation. Elsie bad taken her maiden name again, and for six years he had not seen her. Their quarrels had been due to his poverty. Elsie, accustomed to every luxury, could not understand living on $16 a week. She had no idea of the! struggles a young professional man must undergo. She thought Robert idle. And he had been too proud to | g0 to her when his income began to ! mount, first to two thousand a yen,l then to three thousand—now to eight . thousand dollars! ! He sighed, for he still loved Elsie, and made his way down to old Meri- vale’s office. The same pride which had led him to shun all his acquaint- ances now forbade him to remind the banker of his former acquaintance with him. And evidentiy Merivale ‘ bad not the least remembrance ot,l him. \ “] am going to build myself a man- | sion In my old age,” he chuckled, “and I have seen your work on the Munici- pal building. It s splendid, sir, And | | Know You Have Loved Each Other.” | I want you to do something equally | good for me, because”—he paused—"I ; am going to marry again, and it is for my bride, Miss Fotheringall.” Loring could hardly repress the cry that trembled on his lips. There was only one Miss Fotheringall. He sat in a daze during the remain- der of the Interview. It was evident | that Merivale knew nothing about the divorce. But how was that possible? Perhaps he had not assoclated him with the name of Elsie’s former hus- band. Then, could he afford to retuse the ' offer? On the regular commission ba- sis it meant a sum of $26,000. And. apart from the money, there was the certainty that the work would bring him numerous commissions from per- sonal friends of Merivale and oth- ers. When Loring left the office he had accepted the commission. He heard the banker’s words ringing in his ears. “I'm not going to hamper you with any instructions, my boy. Just build the house as if it was your own, and as it it was for your own honeymoon.” Loring decided that the chances of his meeting Elsle again were very slight. Undoubtedly, long before the foundations had begun to be dug Meri- vale would have mentioned his name to his future bride. But the ghastly irony of the situation mocked him. It was certainly a dreadful situation. And because of its biting irony he set to work to build just such a house as he and Elsie had often planned, in the days when he looked forward to the success which had now arrived. The time came at last when he had the contractor at work. “I don’t want to see it until it's fin- ished,” sald Merivale to him. “Never mind worrying about my opinions, young man. Just you get busy and build a house that's weather proof and has some stairs in it, and a kitchen and parlor, and Il let you do it in your own way.” A little more than 4 year after the plans bhad been completed the house was ready. Not ready for occupation, but ready without the plumbing and other “fixings.” And then Loring told place. As he stood looking at the house the bitter thought would intrude {tself upon his mind that it would have made just the place for Elsle and himself. He had been thinking of her a good deal lately. Then it was that he saw her. She came round the house, and for the first time in all those years they neral Resurrected Love. By ORA M. M'DERMOTT. fox- talls on the unpretentious hill and set them to conciliatory bowing. Above, on the crest of the low browed moun- tain, it taunted the pines into deep throated grumbles as they strained their shaggy tops toward the cloud- The id hase, but Pee Wee wi the scheme of [ and natpral hot aprings suffieed to satisty all ex- which the sum- inclined toward & minimum of em- girl’s activities. boxed up her dolls at home, and only a green flan- nel rooster had managed to be smug- with her into this pocket of the But & certain lack of tem- is 8 green flannel rooster, world slumbered in | nasty mouse.” “No—no,” breathed Pee Wee, *“T'm going to bury it. You come help me.” “Bury it? Why, how disgusting.” the girl exclaimed. “You're mot nor- | mal, child.” | It mattered not to Pee Wee that illu Wwas unacquainted with her nega- !tive quality. She accepted its ab- | sence notwithstanding. i+ “No, but I'm lonesome,” she walled. “Please come. You needn’t do any- thing but watch me.” “I'm lonesome, t0o,” sald the girl with & catch In her voice, and lean- ing her head upon one hand she began to tear at some foxtails with the other. “Well, come on then,” Pee Wee urged with logical conviction. But the girl shook her head and silently bent lower. The sflence grated on Pee Wee's i restiess little nerves. She could mot choose between pleading and raging. 80 she decided on neither. Hurt and dissappointed, she finally turned and rushed blindly up the hill again, where she flung herself down by the sideofa | rock and shed a few acrid tears. Aft- stood face to face. He gasped. It!as Pee Wee had been forced to ac- | er more refused to come she lay kick- was the same Elsie, but more woman- | knowledge after certaln moods had 1y, more matronly, and with a look of maturity upon the beautiful face. “Robert!” she cried. “Elsie!” And in that instant all the past was forgotten, and they stood clasped in each other's arms. Merivale was as completely forgotten as though he had never existed, never come into their lives. It was not for several minutes that they remembered. And Robert, re- leasing her, looked into her face in doubt and terror. “You are to be—married again!” he whispered. “I hate him, Robert.” Robert Loring’s eyes suddenly per- ceived the banker standing in the door- Way of the new house. There was & look on his face that startled Loring. It was the expression of a man who was amused! He came down the wide steps brisk- ly and planted himself in front of them. “So you've made up again, have you, o0fig Dlople?” he asked, laughing as though it were the greatest joke in the world. “Then I win my bet.” “Your bet!” cried Loring. N “Yes. I bet myself a new hat against this house that it would come about. You see, young people,” he explained, “I knew that you loved each other. Mr. Loring, when, after sever- al years of wooing, Miss Fotheringall agreed to become the wife of an old man, I was the proudest old man in the world. But I realized, though she did not know it, that she still loved the friend I had made when I was a younger man and you were a boy. I hadn’t forgotten you, Bobby, though you seemed to have forgotten me. And so—well, I laid a little plot, and, as I've lost my bet, the house is for your second ‘honeymoon.” (Copyright, 1915, by W. G. Chapman.) EXCELLENT WALL STREET TIP Purchaser of Securities Should Not Fall to Keep an Eye on Earnings. I have noticed during a quarter of a century's observations, that when all the financial writers are proclaim- ing the merits of a particular stock, and, at the same time insiders, who are supposed to know all about ft, are pointing out its good points, in- creasing earnings, etc., somebody stands waliting to sell, “Jasper” writes in Leslie’s. I have also noticed that, when a stock advances, day by day or week by week, without anything be- ing sald in explanation, or without any effort being made to attract at- tention to it, there must be something “worth while” going on, especially if transactions in that stock be large. Perhaps some of my observant read- crs have noticed the same peculiari- ties of the stock market. It is perfectly natural that when one wants to sell his goods he must ex- tol their merits and that if he wants to buy a property he should go about it quietly, and if he has knowledge of its merits should say as little as pos- sible about them until he has com: pleted the purchase. The same mo- tives and principles that move men to buy and sell commodities of any kind inspire men and movements in Wall street. For this reason I bave advised my to be successful speculating, not to take tips have Betses efeasis f -4 1al wri tipsters give out, but the found in official reports of d or increasing earnings and ments required by law, to be made and sworn to. Microbes That Eat Rubber. 1t your automobile tires or your rub- ber boots don't wear so well as they gsi 1 microbe, but when sufficiently moist it is frequently attacked by certain bacteria or molds which feed on the albuminoids, resins and sugars it con- tains. The red, yellow, brown and black spots which often appear on rub- ber are able to assimilate the hydro- carbon of rubber and by so doing de- stroy its value. Did Service to Humanity. Captain Hutchinson, the dockmaster at Liverpool, is credited with having originated the reflecting lighthouse in 1763, and another great improvement n \ revealed him entirely inadequate. To- day he was banished under mothe: bureau, where he lay catching t! dust in his green glass eyes, while Pee Wee took her restless little spirit forth to hunt adventure and let the wind blow through the curls that crowded hotly upon her shoulders. Mother was asleep. It was usually 80. Of course this was due to moth- er's being delicate, but it made life often lonesome for Pee Wee, whose sleeping hours were short and fleet. She had sat at the foot of the bed and told excited tales about the red dragon and the blue princess today until mother had pleaded with her to “Please run away—somewhere.” In the black mist of gloom which had swept down upon her at this deprecia- tion of her fiction's charm she had rushed out to the porch for consola- 2 ~ “Please Comel” tion. An old man drowsed in the carpet-seated rocking chair, snoring with exasperating finality. Hong, the Chinese cook, was scrubbing the din- ing room floor, and his weird singing floated out through the window from which flowered curtains fluttered gally. But neither peace nor industry was welcome to Pee Wee, so she turned from their vicinity and ram- bled around toward the dust barrel where she was accustomed to find dead mice that Hong shook out from mouse traps. ghoulish predilection one must take her age into consideration. She was Just old enough to be feeling the birth- pangs of personality and too young to resent them. Burying something was beginning to be an emotional indul- gence already. Having as yet no past sins nor dead affections to bury, she ‘where the role of corpee wi FA 1, i it £y g ¢ 1P o ; E i 11 ! 4 H i 3 g is g3 4 - g g 4 E f i " H il i i i i il | I é § BE & g § s £ H g g L i iz 2a | fif i ; § History of Linen Manufacture. The Scots in Ulster first established in the invention of a light for light- ! llnen manufacture during the reign of houses was made by Lieutenant Drum- | James the First, and from this begin- mond, who was the first to suggest | Ring has the business of the present the using of oxyhydrogen light. To- day there is no danger rock or point along any of the navigable coasts but day developed. To understand her reasons for this | lln‘ her heels in flerce meditation on | the whyness of rocks and winds and mice and mothers. “What's the trouble, kiddie?” a man’s voice asked suddenly. Pee Wee sat up, one curl in her mouth. “I'm lonesome,” she explained. “So am L” he announced gravely. “I want some one to help me bury this”"—and the mouse was produced. “0O-ho,” he said, “I see. Well, will I do? Pee Wee rose at once and took him i trustfully by the hand, while a smile fought its way across her damp face. “Hm-hm. You be minister,” she sald coyly. “Well. But—er—what religion did the mouse profess before he passed into the Great Beyond?” She stared at him uncomprehend- ingly. ‘ “] mean, where has his soul gone?" he elucidated. Pee Wee speculated. A great orange butterfly lunged by, striving against the wind. With {inspiration Pee Wee waved her fingers toward it. “That’s his soul. It n't gone any place yet. He died just today, you ki he beamed. " he remarked seriously. During this time Pee Wee was lead- ing him toward the girl in blue. With feminine barbarism she wished to ex- hibit her capture. Perhaps even the girl in blue might be moved to join them and increase the pageantry of the occasion. Before the man had seen the girl they were upon her, and Pee Wee asked patronizingly: “Would you like to be at my funer- al now? TI'll let you be chief mourner it you want.” The girl looked up, and the man looked down. Her eyes were red from crying, and his had weary cir cles under thcm. “Oh,” they both spoke at once, and she stiffened. “I thought—I mean, I bave been chief mourner,” he sald confusedly. “No, you're minister,” sald Pee Wes. “Come on with the fanersl” “I—1 Jon't tRISK=T THedl; 1t'F tod late for a funeral,” said the girl, turn- ing away listlessly. Suddenly the man dropped Pee Wee's hand and bent over the gi talking fast, and, to Pee Wee, telligibly. “It fsn't—it isn't.” he insisted. Then they ignored Pee Wee entirely. “Are you going to have a funeral or aren’t you?” Pee Wee = demanded crossly, after a period of straln. as a disease, but 1f it is not, it eu-l tainly should be. The mother who is nervous will al- ways have a nervous baby, and unless that baby is treated in. the proper manner the nerves will develop most troublesome habits, to say the least. Take, for instance, the case of a young mother who cannot sleep well,’ her child will not sleep either; he will not grow as much as he should, nor in the way he should. His food will! not agree with him, in the first place, | and unless this trouble is corrected early in his life, chronic indigestion will certainly be his inheritance. The lack of sleep and poor assimila- tion of the food he takes will produce all sorts of ailments, undermire the health and arrest the nmatural devel- opment. It the mother does not nurse the baby—and it is better for the nervous, anaemic mother not to attempt it— then the selection of a proper food is a great problem. Cow’s milk modified with barley water, is the best substi- tute for healthy breast milk, but sometimes the little stranger cannot take the cow’s milk. Then the best thing to do is to comsult tlie docto and let him suggest whatever he may think is wise 1o use, instead, : Our Moral Codes. Our moral codes were invented, not to prepare men for heaven, or for Utopla; they were invented by men who were none too good themselves for people who were not much worse. There are great differences in human beings as to the amount of knowledge and wisdom which they possess, but there is small difference in regard to the amount of goodness or rascality ; that they manifest.—Mowry Saben, in Forum. Fido’s Future. “What it Fido would go mad!” em» eclaimed the woman who wastes affeo tion. “Don't worry,” answered her busband. “That dog hasn't emough sense to be sure :.ough mad. The most he'll ever do is to go peevish.” § The Financial Crisis Over & We are now in shape togive you the benefit * ® b 4 a of our Low Expenses. House and save you money, Let us wire your Lower Insur- ance, Cleanliness and Convenience are T. L. CARDWELL the results. Phone 397 With Lakeland Sheet Metal Works J. B. 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