Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, April 15, 1915, Page 7

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Box 605 Lakeland, Flori | ICK? 78 gkeland Sagitarium | -H3na HARDIN BLD Imes vary Conversation. " & mistake for men .« imagine . T 8lways talking about their Sometimes they are talking tolr hate | five years and th | to discover remedles Siren Scher%%% —_— ’ By Augustus Goodrich herwin (Copyright, 195, by W. G. Chapmany Plain, honest jou » . n Edgerly drove :h‘; plow steadily and cheerily. 1t was o !;;l{l:l;{o{ a l‘mrm plat his parents <5ty im, but it brought him in a More than once he hag b ed to se¥ out and invest in business in the brisk, He had become cured ever, dur ast m venturcs ¥ en tempt- e small ng city. that. how Several 3 towe lik im- self had tried tropolitan al:bittl;;nn and had returned heme seedy, dis- }:3:::0:‘8(; and sick of an PX;\g.r.i(vn(-E { ad turned ou v ;lflendly, ed out hollow and un- } Then, too, just that i :nomlng :chn had ma 0 something. He had bee: |‘eompany with Vera I‘.r(‘:»kenr:re:‘t‘:lr:: ;llme ba(;]lf. Vera was modest and hum- e as himself, e Vi : aahie but he believed she ‘TNl sett] contente way.” It looked so to him. make anyideal wife, poor, she would appreciate a good home. Small as the little homestead was, it was comfortable and fairly furnished. Love would beautify it, They would vork together and save and some day they might own a better place in the town, like and his haughty empres ter, Ivy. “T'll ask Vera this very evenina," resolved John, and was happy in the thought. “Whoa!" John, just finishing a furrow, looked up to discover a buggy halted Just beyond the fence. In it sat the very object of his recent thoughts— the judge and his daughter. The former leaped from the vehicle as if John was his greatest friend in the world. Miss Grinnell smiled at him —a thing she had never done before. “Hello!” muttered John, “what's up? The judge hurried through the fence rails He looked excited, the bearer pros me! bright, lovely de up his mind down,” ruminated John ves, that's the best Vera would Her folks were Judze Grinneli 2 daugh- Overheard the Jucge and His Daugh- tcr Conversing. ot great mews I red John's d shook he said, going to star chn tle yvou'’ About what? inquired the young You ha in the city? : “My mother’s brother, yes, nodded John “He's dead fortune of t and he has left you a iy thousand dollars in n y calmly | about his son, And Randal's fa py don't to see you a your lawyer I no doubt of the ot to do is to com y. Ally to the ¢ 1l sweet ad better g¢ 1d dollars | & ohn, “why comine do o i my announced frusively the Judge € legal proceedi had better leav by the way that you keep & re : reflectively. ith the good i he was cor- John rabbed ais He was quite stund fortune »~~ "7 — Camel's Working Life. Camels are fit for seTi nty-five years, ak ' twel #/tcies ot for thirty-five and though they live forty years. Kerosene Found Eftective. peen carried oD Investigationt Da¥e PEC e which products as tele- t e es and tool es, rallroad th h hardwoo! k by the so-called pow- has beed od ofl are effective se insects. graph pol handles. Hable to attac derpost beetles kerosene and linsee 4 repellents agaiost (e uncle, Josiah Whitby, | d products | found that | 34 different woods, | pare servative, clous, “Judge,” and, in a measure, suspi- he said finally, “thi, be all right, and again 'lt m; :‘:: Mind, I don't doubt your word, but it will cost me something to visit the city. T'll have to get a new suit. m need some cash to live there, even for a few days. I have only a little money saved up. I hate to risk it.” "‘Risk it? Risk it?” shouted his visitor. “Why, I'm so sure of my state- Or two, and if the expectation fails you need never pay me back, “That's fair,” said John, in his blunt, | Ppractical way, It was gettled that John was to get ready at once. The judge mever let him out of his sight. John arranged to have a neighbor attend to the little | farm during his absence. He longed to see Vera and tell her the good news. The judge, however, stuck to him like a brother. quite a reconstructed John, the young ;}rr‘.mr was aboard a train, seated be- side the judge's daughter, bound for the city. 5 John was quite flattered by the at- tention of Miss Grinnell. In fact, she somewhat attracted him. They all went to the same hotel. For two days | the judge left the young folks a good | deal of themselves. He claimed to be 1 | closing up the estate in the probl!e' | court fair companion. | quite outrageously with him. The | Judge rallied him on the circumstance. “Go in and win her, boy,” he whis- pered in John’s ear one day. worth it,” and he chuckled and poked Jobn jocularly in the ribs. Evenings they went to the thea- ter. It was a new and rare experi- ence for John. Then, as the days dragged by and his self-appointed at- torney still professed to be settling up the case, John began to get impa- ! tient, One evening he overheard the judge and his daughter conversing. He learned that the former was bent on entrapping him as a rich son-in-law. John thought of Vera at home He was ashamed of having ever thought of any love but hers. He made a sud- den resolve. The next morning he went away on a still, personal hunt for the exccutor of his uncle's estate. He was gone for several hours. The judge scanned him closely when he returned “Something to say to you, John,” he observed in a confidential way. “My poor girl, Ivy.” “Why, what about her?’ inquired John wonderingly. “I see she is mourning for fear you may desert her. Why don't you epeak out and get the engagement ring -at once?” “You think she would have me?” asked John, with a peculiar expres- sion in his eye. “I do,” assured the lawyer. “Perhaps not, when I tell you what I have done,” spoke John coolly. “I've been to see the executor of my uncle's estate. Why, his son left a widow with three little children unprovided for.” “What's that to us?” demanded the judge. “Everythiag to me. It seems that my cousin Randal was estranged from his father through a mistake. 1 have learned that on his death bed my uncle | wished to change his will, for he had learned of the wrong he had done his son.” “Well, he didn't change ft,” marked the judge. “No, but I have.* You think I'd rob those dear little children of their rights! No, sir! I've seen them. I've 'made over all my claim to the es- tate. 1 say, judge, how about marry- ing vour daughter now?” “Bah!” shouted the infuriated judge, trode from the room bafled. Miss | d by John with a con- temptuous sncer an hour later. John did the right thing. Fe has- | tened back to Vera and told her every- She called him a noble man great unselfish sacrifice, and | it gladly said “Yes” to a certain very imperative question. And their reward came. The day they were married, the executor of his uncle’s estate appeared at the little farm. The widow of Johu's cousin had insisted on dividing the twenty thou- | sand dollars with the happy mewly- wedded couple. Carpets on Pavements. reputation of the carpets of Persia. At one time the only dyes used in the Persiun carpet industry came from in- digo, madder, and vine leaves. From these were evolved many impervious to the action of With aniline dyes the colors ych more rapidly. In Persia no v rugs spread on the ars, so that many feet trcad on them. By such hard led the colors are fast— e article improves in ap- cquiring an attractive gloss. rpet of the best kind has number of stitches, and of pu ht of be you floors The First Tumblers. The glasses we now know as tum- blers differ widely from the drinking ssel to which the name was first ap- | plied. These appear to have been of | metal « ood, and from their peculiar | shape n to have served as per- | petual 1 s to pass the bottle. | One y says they were called tumt l;.r;nnlse they could not be | cet down except on the side when empty; and another derives their name l from their original shape, rounded at | the bottom so that th + wapn ¢omeful'y g0t down —e Placing Both of I[Mm.‘ simply & question of verao- n;nb:::.un :l," sald the oldest in- pabitant. “He sald I wasa lhr.:nd 1 sald he was one.” “Humph!” re joined the village postmaster. “That's the first time 1 ever hear of either of you tellleg the truth.” PR Many Sources of Pager Supply- News ypr'.n! paper bas been made by the forest gervice laboratory from and a number com- favorably with standard spruce pulp paper. ment that I will loan you a hundred ' THAT OLD, SWEET SONG By DOROTHY DOUGLAS. FIRING msi w@m By GEORGE MUNSON. : (Copyright, 1915, by W. G. Chapman.) (Copyright, 1915, bysmeulcl:;l)un Newspa- paper Synd . : ty-‘-‘li:.' -Y;n:rl-: 'i.'l%"‘x.;':’.'.ffi"n'l‘t‘; Enid smiled softly to herselt while stein for twelve years. She started in | She labored over the task of selecting i as an ordinary stenographer, and it | & number of songs preparatory to | was solely her ability and industry | Journeying across the ocean. She was | that got her the post of Rothstein's [-E0Ing over to do her mite in the great | private secretary, although everyone | War crisis by singing at numerons ben- i could see that Rothstein thought a | ©fits and concerts and in the hospitals good deal of her. After I came the | for wounded soldiers and sailors. | firm was turned into a corporation.| It Was not yntil she had reached the H Rothstein was president, owning a lowest shelf of her music cabinet that | majority of the stock, and Joe Barnes | Enid found the old, old song that C i onvenience To The Public:— " " It is our desire to call your attention to the convenience that we can extend to you in a banking way and also the ad- vantages of using the check book instead of the pocketbook. Nine-tenths of the business of the world today is done by check. 4 Why? Because it is the most practical and it is the one safe way! " Are you utilizing a checkbook to pay all bills that can be paid by check? o Think this over. Our bank's advantages for your account are many. ~ Two hours*later, ' | John said some foolish things to his | In fact, she flirted ! “She'’s | Aniline dyes have not added to the | delicate | ey tumbled overs| treasurer. Clifford was secretary. Bob Syce‘was general manager. Things went on all right until old Rothstein began to suffer from heart trouble.. Then Miss Wandle was al- ways at his honte—he was a widower, too—taking notes for him. She would { come back and tell Clifford, Syce and , Barnes what they were to do. It was that set their backs up. They hadn't had anything against Miss Wahdle | previously, but they didn’t like the old man's orders coming through her. Miss Wandle was a business woman {in the strictest sense. At first thy fellows had tried to get gay with her She never encouraged anything o | that sort. She was cold, keen, calcu- | lating business from start to finish, without as much room for sentiment 1 @8 you could insert. a fountain pen into. At least, that was the way 1 sized her up. About the cabal against her; you know what wretched, truckling kind of creatures some of us underpaid clerks are. We knew that Syce, Clif- ford, Barnes & Co. were “laying for” Miss Wandle. But because we were in mortal terror of losing our jobs, none of us dared do anything tobring down their displeasure on our heads. ‘When old Rothstein was taken with one of his bad spells and ordered south for three months, the cabal thought it would be time to cut loose and show Miss Wandle that she didn't amount to anything in particular about the office. ~ T would look up from the books and see the three through the open dodk of Syce's office, smoking and put- ting their heads together and glanc- ing in Miss Wandle's direction. And I knew something” was brewing. She came in at nine-thirty and Clifford, who had the big desk in the main office, called her over to him as soon as she had' removed her hat. “Miss Wandle,” he said, in an ugly sneering voice loud enough to be heard all ‘over the office, “will you be 80 good ‘as to look at the clock and tell me what time 1t i8?" “It is half-past nine,” answered Miss Wandle quietly, though not an- other woman in the office would have stood for that line of talk. “Will you remember in future, Miss ‘Wandle,” said Clifford, “that our of- fice houps begin at nine? That is the time 1 come down and that is the time Mr. Syce and Mr. Barnes come down. ‘We're not important enough to take an extra half hour, and ‘T guess you aren't.” Miss Wandle nodded and went away as coolly as though it had been she who was calling down Jim Clifford. After that the trio set ‘to work to force Miss Wandle's resignation by petty persecutions. 1 guess they thought the old man was done for. Miss Wandle always came down scrupulously at nine after that, so they tried other ways. They found fault with her work. They didn't like her having knowledge of details of the business of which they them- selves were ignorant. It was Bob Syce, however, who hit on the star | trick. He made her take stenographic notes for old Perkins, the head of the stock department. Everybody expected that she would resign then, but it didn't feaze her a particle. They kept her at that just long enough to muddle up the busi- ness, and then they recalled her. The | next idea that came was to the credit | of Joe Barnes. It was masterly. ‘We were making out the vacation schedule, and Miss Wandle had put down her own name for the two weeks beginning with the first of June. It was a little early for vacations, but still, people did go away in June. Barnes happened to see the list and | desk. “Miss Wandle,” he said in his silk- | iest manner, "I see you have sched- uled your vacation to begin on the first of June.” | “Mr. Rothstein understood that 1 ! was going to take my vacation on the first of June, Mr. Parnes, and I feel that I bave Lis sanction.” i | Darnes got red in the face. “Miss Wandle,” he said, * to think you run this offce. necessary for me to convince you of your mistake. You will take your va- catfon when I"—with a thump of his fist—"“givc you permission, or you may draw your salary to date and walk g out of this office.” & Miss Wandle smiled. | neither, Mr. Barnes,” she answered. | For a moment Parnes was stag- | gered. Then he thrust his ugly face 1 close against the woman's—he showed | his breeding pretty well then. “Per- | haps you own thiz office”” he re- { marked. “I certainly hope to after the fifth of June,” replied Miss Wandle calmly. “You see, I am going down to Florida | to be married to Mr. Rothstein and he is going to give me his share of the stock as = wedding gift.” Hibernation. | All sieep is phenomenal, but the sleep which endures the winter | through with some warm-blooded anf- , mals which find themselves suddenly | surrounded by frizid weather, amd | when all functions that make for the | best of life are as if they had never been, 8 most curious While it is main!y explicable it is none the less astonishing. Cynical Comment, Every man is as Heaven made him, and sometimes a great deal worse.— Jesvantes. he called Miss Wandle over to his | “1 shall do | Capt. Cyril Blaker had given her. The irresponsible, fascinating young scape. grace of the British army had been in New York just long enough to cap- ture-a few foolishly feminine hearts, to borrow money from everyone who | was unwise enough to give it to him, and to disappear into a future no less vague than the past from which he Your ly, ours very truly @ % Mfi Caghier. FIRSTNATIONALBANK THIS BANK IS A MEMBER OF THE FEDERAL * RESERVE SYSTEM. oA SO AL IR SC SE AL C i | had come. | v “My mother used to sing this to| me,” he had said softly. “Will you | . too sing it to me? 1 want to hear you ' | s 4 e vt ety ] N Financial Crisis Over age on Enid came vividly back to her | as she sat three years later look- | ¢ ing over the song. A flush crept into | her cheeks even as it had on that other day, and Enid wondered if she ! .} would ever see the flattering young | g ne'er-do-well again. 4 ! b Enid put the beautiful little song | called “Ruby” into her overburdened | : the results. folio with a hope that its donor would | find that salvation held out to so many men in times of war. Perhaps among | the thousands of khaki-clad figures she | & T' L' CA R DWELL Phonc 397 would see Captain Blaker. She was | ¥ w,th Lokeland Sheet Metal Works curiously, and without much reason, in- ' ) terested in the career of the hand- e b € moeELECTRIC IT WILL PAY YOU TO CONSULT US The men had been brought into the ON THE . ELECTRIC WIRING IN YOUR HOUSE OR STORE We Are Electrical Experts FLORIDAELECTRICSMACHINERY Co had never expected, in the whole of her musical career, to sing before so THE ELECTRIC STORE Phone 46 Kibler Hotel Bldg. i . We are now in shape togive you the benefit of our Low kxpenses. ‘Let us wire your House and save you money, Lower Insur- ance, Cleanliness and Convenience are completely wrecked an assembly of living men. { She was standing quietly after a storm of applause when ome of the nurses approached the platform. “Have you, by any chance, a song called Ruby?” the nurse asked Enid.' “One of my patients is longing for it.” Enid smiled and glanced swiftly ' over the mass of upturned facei I “It is not & very cheerful son, ° said. “But I will be glad to sing it.” Her hurried glance had failed to find a familiar golden head that somehow she had expected with the request for the song. Her accompanist left the platform and Enid sat down at the piano and played the dainty, rippling melody. In so far as she could watch her audience Enid watched for one sol- dier amoug them who was more than interested in the song. She was curi- ous to see who it was that was fa- miliar with:the old-time favorite. In ‘:ound with [ ! the far corner a man, 80 bandages as to be unrecognizable, was leaning forward. But when she hed finished the of- ficer whu had been leaning forward | had been wheeled away. Enid searched for the nurse who had spok- § en with her, but she, too, had disap- || peared. y Out ib the corridor Enid was stopped By oiié 6 (he surgeons. “I am golng (o hold you responsible for the sudden desire on the part of one of my patients to live.” ! “I'" Enid laughed bdck at the sur- geon. “What have | done?” “You have :ung life back into the | heart of a young dare-devil officer |k whom we bad all given up. He had | come back from tie battlefield wound- | ed, a hero who has won the Victoria | Cross, und has stepped into a title and hug ites, but it took your song to | make him fight for his own life. 1= | has begun the fight and if he wins, you and your song have snved hi | | Desira is a great factor as a st! nu- lant along with our medicines. Y.u have given young Blaker that desire and I want tv shake hands with you.” ; When £nid stood beside the young ofiicer who was lying with his face to the wall, she did not speak until the door had closed upon the sur- geon. “Why did you not make yourself | «nown to me?” she asked softly, and | Blaker turned swiftly. ! “1 am ashamed of my past,” he said, | and did not offer his unbandaged — | hand, but his eyes devouped the beauty | of her face and told Enid that a new smmenas) Must Little Homeless Children Suffer In Florida? that it would always be there for her. She put her hand softly over his. “You have done much to be un- ashamed of and your futare is before WE DO NOT.BELIEV'E that the good people of Flor- ida re.lize that there are right now in our State Hundreds of litde children in real need—some absolutely homeless— that just must be cared for. Send your Palm Bcach Suits to the % 1 x Steam ! aundry We are prepared to handle them in the proper way, and our price is 50 cents a suit. The Lakeland you.” i The blue of Blaker's eyes deepenea. | He looked steadily into Enid's sud- | denly blushing face. She scarceiy | realized that during three long years her heart had clung to the hope that | one day she would stand face to face with the scapegrace captain of the Pritish army and that honor and love would meet her glance. “I have been an undeniable fail ure,” Blaker said. “With all that, 1 ! have kept you in my heari, Enid, though I have not been half worthy. The future—" “—is a path of sunshine,” £nid Id him “I am glad,” she added shy- ly, “that I came over to sing to tde soldiers.” | i We feel sure—that they do not know that there are hun- dreds of worthy mothers in Florida who are just struggling 10 keep their little ones alive—and at home. We just cannot believe—that with these facts true—and cvery orphanage in Florida crowded to the doors—that the people of Florida will let our great work which has cared for 850 of these little ones this year alone—go down for lack of funds to keep it up. Your immediate help—is greatly needed—right now—Please send what you can to-day—to R. V. Covington, Treasurer of The Children’s Home Society of Florida Florida’s Greatest Charify 361 St. James Bldg. JACKSONVILLE, FLA. Valuable Soot. ‘When the chimneys of the royal | mint at Berlin are cleaned about one thousand dol'ars worth of gold is tak- sn from the soot. | | Fameus Connaught Rangers. The Connaught rangers were orig: inally called the “Devil's Own" be- ' cause of their resscality, but their su perd fighting in the Peninsular war | changed the term from one of re- | proach to one of honor. At Fuentes | @’Onoro and at Badajos they fought | with amazing fury. |