Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, May 12, 1915, Page 7

he Professions Chiropractor . J Q. SCARBOROUGH, Lady in Attendance hes Building Between Park ditorium. OFFICE HOURS. :30 a. m. 1:30 to 5 p. m. 7:00 to 8:00 p. m. jation and Examination Free. sidence Phone 240 Black . & H. D. MENDENHALL NSULTING ENGINEERS 212-215 Drane Building Lakeland, Fla. ate Land Examinations and Designs Karthwork Speciaiists, pce phone, 278 Black. phone, 278 Blue. R. SARAH E. WHEELER OSTEOPATL Apnex, Door South of First National Bank Lakeland, Florida DR. W. R. GROOVER YSICIAN AND SURGEON 5 and 4. Kentuckv Buildinz Lakeland, Florida DR. W. B. MOON YSICIAN AND SURGEON Telephone 350 9 to 11, 2 to 4, eveninge Tto8 — ——— TWICE POSTPONED —_—— By GRACE MERRIAM NELLIS. | (Copyright, 191; :Apr-n % “A wedding twice postponed!” 1 “Then it must be three times and ' out.” | Thus a neighborly discussion of the affairs of Elwyn Crisby and Natalie Bertram. Its aspect was friendly, for everybody liked the serious-faced, but child-hearted professor, and dainty, gentle Natalie was the pride and the pet of the village. The prospective marriage of the two had been a theme of interest to the simple-minded townspeople for over two years. Twice, indeed, the wed- d}ng day had been named, and each ' time something had come up to post- pone it. “An unexpected disappoint- ment in my financial affairs,” was the excuse the professor offered. “I reckon Crisby will never be able to marry unless he finds a gold mine somewhere,” observed one, “Or someone leaves him an inher- itance,” added another. “And then you would have to have a guardian appointed,” a third per- son submitted. “He's a regular baby when it comes to money matters.” Which was specifically true. Once the professor made nearly five hun- dred dollars on some Chautauqua lec- tures. He was a great archeolagist, and was incensed to invest nearly all this extra ready cash in cabinets to hold his rare geological specimens. Only a week after he had installed his treasures in his room, the college dormitory burned down, he had no in- Over Postoffice Lakeland, Florida Law Office of A. X. ERICKSON Bryant Building A. X. ERICKSON J. C. WILLIAMS E. W. THOMSON otary, Depositions attended. IRogers Edwin Spencer, Jr. ROGERS & SPENCER Attorneys at Law, Bryant Building eland, Florida EPPES TUCKER, JR. LAWYER KELSEY BLANTON, ATTORNEY AT LAW Office in Munn Bullding Lakeland Florida DR. RICHARD LEFFERS HYSICIAN AND SURGEON ooms 2-3, Skipper Building Over Postoffice ...c.... W. 8. PRESTON, LAWYER Upstairs East of Court House BARTOW, FLA. mination of Titles and Resy Iy tate Law a Speclalty . HERMAN WATSgfl,‘I. D. Morgan-Groover 3 phones: Office 351; Res. 113 Red Lakeland, Floride J. H. PETERSON ATTORNEY AT LAW Dickson Building tice in all courts. Homestead. claimg located and contested Established 1n July, 1900 DR. W. 8. IRVIN DENTIST m 14 and 15 Kentucky Building LOUIS A. FORT ARCHITECT ibler Hotel, Lakeland, Florida T. M. BRYAN ARCHITECT Room 8 Elliston Building P. 0. Box 605 Lakeland, Florida OFFICE ROOMS FOR RENT In Telegram Building Coolest and Best Lighted in the City RunningiWater in Each Room Call at TELEGRAM OFFICE SICK? §8 Lakeland Sanitarium rs. Hanna HARDIN BL surance and this first windfall result- ed in naught. A year later he received word from ver in the city that his uncle had died, and, 2s his nearest relative, the attorney would like to see him High hopes had the professor. When he reached tho city, however, it was to learn that his uncle had died leav- ing nothing but debts and two little boys he had adopted, children of an old servant. The professor, with his kindly heart, at once offered to contribute to the Carelessly Prodded at the Soil About the Rock. further support of the little homeless ones, and Natalie loved him more than ever at this new evidence of the good soul he possessed. So, time went on and the professor did not accumulate much. One day he was strolling along a country road just beyond the village, when a youth- ful, though strident voice hailed him. “Professor—oh, Pro-fess-or Cris-b. “Eh! what? I declare!” exclaimed the professor, arousing from a fit of abstravted thought and turning to view a red-faced, panting and perspiring urchin. “Run after you!” uttered the latter, breathless. “Found something. You know I've brought you rare flowers and funny pebbles and shell?” “Ah, yes,” nodded the professor en- couragingly, who was the victim of all the lads in the vicinity who had “rareties” or “specimens” to sell «Well, I've found something new.” “What is it, now?” queried the pro- fessor. “A funny rock. With a 'scription.” “Inscription, you mean?” “Yes, sir—prescription on it. Come on and I'll show it %o you.” The erudite antiquary eagerly ac- companied the boy. In the midst of a dense growth of underbrush, the guide halted at a spot where a flat stone lay imbedded in the earth. “See, there's marks on it,” he sub mitted to his companion. «I declare—so there is,” assented the professor, adjusting his glasses. “Well!” «“Glyphics—aren’t they?” inquired the boy. “Hieroglyphics,” corrected the pro- fessor. “Why, what is this?” and he carefully scrutinized three lines of let- ters, evidently scratched on the sur- tace of the rock with some sharp- pointed instrument. “‘S-P-1-D'—ah! that sounds Gaelic. ‘E-R-B'—an Arabic similitude to that. ‘R-0-W-N" —suggests the Aztec—at least archaic, as to form. U-um! ‘spid-erb-rown.’ 1 must study this. Here, my friend, o —— Realization. “Did you realize anything on your gold-mine investments?’ “Yes; I real- iged that somebody was playing me for a sucker.”—Buffalo Express. ——— over and sleep on your 4 te while? Ye hain’t wore it out lyln on it, hev ye?'—Judge. | Brown, and thanks for your valuable discov- ¢ ery,” and the professor pressed a | silver coin on the lad. About to| make oft, the latter, with a fresh stare | at the mystic inscription, suddenly ut- tered a whoop of enlightment. “Oh, say!” he shouted—"I see what it is. It's a name, look—md! it right along, ‘and it says ‘Spider | ' and off bolted the urchin, and rubbing his head thoughtfully the professor saw his hope of a scientific discovery go to pieces. “Ab-u-um!” he cogitated. “Just | the vagrant mark of some idle loit- erer.” And idle for the nonce, the professor , the side of the imbedded rock. The | name “Spider Brown™ caused him to ; grope in his memory. | “Why,” he broke out suddenly, “I remember now!” Yes, Spider Brown was suggestive, l as the professor abruptly recalled. | Six months previously the village bank | had been broken into and some cash | and a box of bonds secured. The po- | lice had traced down the burglar. His | name was Spider Brown, the crime | was proved against him and he wani sent to the penitentiary. | Later, the professor recollected, it | became current news that while a | part of the stolen money had been ' recovered, the box of bonds could | not be found. Spider Brown had | chuckingly and shrewdly admitted ! that the bonds in question had been | a part of his plunder. He had, how- ever, demanded a pardon and enough | money to take him out of the com- | munity and a few thousands besides, | as the price for turning up the miss- | ing securities The bank people had offered a lib- eral reward for the recovery of the bonds, but they vere not willing to reward crime, and thus, as the pro- fessor now remarked, the situation | stood. All this ran through his mind as he | carelessly prodded at the soil about ' the rock. Undoubtedly, while wait- ing to consummate the burglary or to hide after its commission, Spider Brown had scrawled his name on the rock. “Oh—dear me!" abruptly exclaimed | the professor, stepping back a trifle as the stone gave a tilt. His prodding | had revealed the fact that there was | loose dirt underneath it. And then | he noted a glitter, a gleam. He pushed the stone aside— A tin box! The tin box! Its clasp was wrenched off. He lifted it from its hiding place. He timidly pushed back the cover. “Bonds!™ he uttered, big-eyed and thoughtful. “Can it be possible that I have b:en fortunate enough to dis- cover that missing property of the bank?" The professor brushed the dirt| from the box. He placed it under his | arm. He proceeded back to the vil- lage and reached the bank. There was a great excitement as he told its officers his story. The president of the institution eagerly inspected the contents of the box. Then he shook the hand of the pro- fessor as if it was a pump handle. “How can we thank you!" he cried fervently. “I am glad to have been of service to you,” said the professor modestly, starting to leave the room. “Hold on, you're forgetting some- thing,” challenged the bank president. “Ah, indeed—what, now, may I ask?” submitted the simple-minded professor. “The reward—we offcred one thou- sand dollars. It is yours,” and the re- lieved and delighted official ran to the vault of the institution and re- turned with a handful of new crisp bills. “Yours,” he announced, and thrust the money into the hands of the be- wildered professor. The latter stood staring at the un- expected wealth. Practical {ideas moved slowly through that profound brain of his. Finally, however, his serious face expanded with a smile. “I'm not to be trusted,” he ob- served. “Just keep the money in trust for me, will you? Why, I de- clare! It solves my life problem, doesn’t it? 1 can get married now!"” And, newly radiant, the grand- hearted fellow wended his way to- wards the home of Natalie Bertram, to tell her of his great fortune—and his great love. i | | The Fear of Fear. The other day 1 came across a fine Yogi saying: “There is nothing to fear but fear.” If more people would realize the truth of that, life for them would become a braver and better thing. So many of us go about weighted with fear and appre- hension of calamities that may never happen. Even fear of death is but a common form of fear of life. It is not these things, themselves, not death nor pain, that are truly terri- ble, but the fear of them. That man would find his capacity for life in- creased a hundredfold who could really grasp and make his own the truth— “there is nothing to fear but fear.’— Filson Young. Close Packing Best. Most people are afraid of crushing their clothes by packing them too tightly, yet this is the secret of suc- cessful packing. If they are allowed room to slide and slip, they will come forth wrinkled and mussed, whereas if they are firmly held in place in a trunk which is not too large for its contents you will get far better re- sults. A hostess shudders, too, on be- holding the arrival of a mammoth trunk. It is very inconsiderate to in- cumber her with too, much luggage, and this is a point to remember if you would be a welcome guest. An Anti-Suffrage Viewpolint. Gaylor (in cafe dansant)—“There’s my wife! And I'll bet she’s looking for me!” Fair Companion—*“Oh, dear! Why can’'t some people understand that woman's place is 'n the home?"— Puck. Daily Thought Ninetenths of the good that is done n the world is the result not o. laws, however wise, or of resolutions how- ever strong, but of the personal influ- ence of individual men and “omen.— Sir Samuel Cbisholm. How | Came to Manry By ALLA]::I_AMOND In the gold hunting days 1 went out to the gold fields to muke a fortune. 1 fell in with a young man of my own sge, Elliot Manstield, and we agreed to prospect together. Mansflield had left a mother and sister, to whom he was much attached. Unfortunately his of. her eyes, and since her son’s depar- ture for the west it bad extended to the other eye, and she was gradually | becoming blind. The letters she wrote Mansfield were pathetic. She hoped that he might be with her again, but she did not hope to see him. His sister wrote him that, it possible, he should come home that his mother might see him once more before losing her sight. But he had no money for the journey, and if he could get home he would not be able to get back again. He w a resolute fellow and uverse to giving up what he had undertaken—namely, to go buck, if ever he did go back, with a fortune. 1 was no better off than Mansfield. We wandered about with picks on our shoulders wherever we believed there might be gold and at last sue- ceeded in striking dirt that promised to pay. While we were getting it into shape to secure capital with which to work it Mansfield was taken sick. He was ill a long while, and during this time 1 wrote letters for him to his mother and sister. 1In these letters, at his request. 1 forged his handwriting that they might not suspect that he was unable to write them himself Furthermore, he charged me to tell them that he had struck a mine of value and would soon go east with a view to forming a company to work it. The poor fellow did not recover. He asked me before he died to make over his share in our mine to his moth er and sister and if possible go east, as he had hoped to do, and either sell the mine or organize a company, as | might be able. Dreading the shock of his death on his mother, he asked me to keep up the deception till T should £o east and arrange with his sister for breaking the sad news to his mother 1 found an opportunity to sell out for $50,000 and availed myself of it. If 1 had held on the property would have made me very rich, but 1 was tired of the deception I was practicing and knew my late partner's mother and sis- ter were very poor. Taking their share of the proceeds with me, I went at once to the town in which they lived. On my arrival 1 sent a messenger to Miss Mansfield to tell her that her brother's partner had arrived with news of him, but cautioning her to say nothing about me to her mother until I had had an opportunity to see her. She appointed a meeting with me at the home of one of her friends. I went there and told her the bad news I had for her. To her grief was added the fact that her mother, who had now become quite blind, was looking for her son every day. Her daughter—Mildred was her name—was in agony at the idea of im- parting the news to ber. She could not think of doing so at the time, for the old lady was not In a condition to bear it So we arranged between us that until she was better 1 was to write letters as before, putting off the son and brother's arrival. Mildred Mansfield was a very lovely girl. I sympathized with her deeply, and it was a matter of satisfaction that 1 was enabled to turn over to her her brother’s share in what I had real- 1zed for the mine. g One day, desiring to consult with Mildred, I went to her house to see her I could see no risk of revealing the true situation in doing so. But the old lady, who was in her room above, heard my volce below and got it into her head that 1 was her son. The fdea occurred to Mildred of permit- ting her mother to belleve me to be her son, and | saw no objection to the plan. So 1 went upstairs and submit- ted to a hugging and weeping that were almost hysterical. “The mine is sold, mother,” 1 said, “and my share is $25,000. It's all in bank right here in this town.” “I'm very happy,” she said through her tears, “though 1 can’t see you. You must stay here always, and so long as I live neither you nor your sister must marry, but live here for me and each other.” Mildred was too embarrassed by this te make a reply, so I was obliged to make it myself. “Yes, mother. We will live only for you and each other.” 1 was looking at Mildred when I said this, and she raised her eyes and blush- ed. Then she said, “You'd better give mother time to recover from her ex- citement,” and I went downstairs. Well, we were in for it now deeper than ever. Of course 1 was obliged to take up my quarters in the house, and since Mrs. Mansficld was blind as a bat she was not available for a chaper- on. We talked over the matter of telling her the truth, and finally I said: “Why not let her remain in igno- rance? We can be married, and that will make it all right for me to live here. After your mother’s death, if you wish it, T will help you to get the marriage annulled.” 80 we had a wedding ceremony per- formed, just to enable us to deceive Mrs. Mansfleld for her own good, and when she died we concluded to let the marriage stand. And that's the way 1 came to be a married man today and the father of seven children—just to avold giving an old lady on the brink of the grave a shock. The Real Truth. “De man dat says he's discouraged,” sald Uncle Eben, “is mighty liable to find out dat he's hankerin’ to quit work an’ go fishin'.” Some Big Battles. At Leipsic the forces were: French, 160,000; Austrians, Prussians and Rus- sians, 240,000; total, 400,000. At Wa- terloo—French, 71,947; allies, 67,661; total, 139,608. At Gettysburg—Federal, 95,000; Confederate, 75,000; total 170,000. At Mukden—Russian, 400, 000; Japanese, 301,000; total, 701,000. { casually poked with his cane about ' pothor had received an injury to one | l | RIGHT AND DUTY. Right is the faith of the indi- vidual. Duty is the common col- lective faith. Right can but or- ganize resistance. It may de- stroy: it cannot found. Duty builds up. associates and unites. It is derived from a general law, whereas right is derived only from human will. There is noth- ing, therefore, to forbid a strug- gle against right. Any individ- ual may rebel against any right in anotber individual which is injurious to him, and the sole Jjudge left between the adversa- ries is force, and such, in fact. has frequently been the answer which societies based upon right have given to their opponents. Societies based upon duty would not be compelled to have recourse to force. Duty, once ad- mitted as the rule, excludes the possibility of struggle, and by rendering the individual subject to the general aim it cuts at the very root of those evils which right is unable to prevent and only affects to cure. Moreover, progress is not a neces ¥ re- sult of the doctrine of t. It merely admits it as a fact— Joseph Mazzini. THE SANDS O' DEE. “Oh, Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, Across the sands o' Dee!” The western wind was wild and dank wi' foam, And all alone went she. The creeping tide came up along the sand. And o'er and o'er the sand, And round and round the sand As far as eye could see. The blinding mist came down and hid the land, And never home came she. “Oh, is it weed or fish or floating hair— A tress o' golden hair, A drowned maiden’s hair— Above the nets at sea? Was never salmon yet shone so fair Among the stakes on Dee?" that They rowed her in across the rolling fonm— The cruel, crawling foam, The cruel, hungry foam— To her grave beside the sea, But still the boatmen hear her call the cattle home Across the sands o' Dee. —Charles Kingsley. WAR NEEDLESS. War is in the interest of a few people, not of all. The prof- its are garnered by a few, while the masses pay the taxes. A few men gain glory, while the mothers of the nation furnish the sons who make food for bat- tleflelds. War rests upon feel- ing, not upon necessity. As people increase in intelligence they not only take an increasing pride In deciding questions upon the basis of intelligence, but with increasing information they learn the awful cost of war as well as its uselessness. Intelll- gence leads us to understand the causes that lead up to war. We understand as we grow in in- telligence what subsidized patri- otism means, what it means for people to hide behind the plea of patriotism as they attempt to advance their own pecuniary in- terests.—W. J. Bryan. IT NEVER COMES AGAIN. There are gains for all our losses, There are balms for all our pain, But when youth, the dream, de- parts It takes something from our hearts, And it never comes again. We are stronger and are better Under manhood's sterner reign. Still we feel that something sweet Followed youth with flying feet And will never come again. Something beautiful is vanished. And we sigh for it in vain. We behold it everywhere— On earth and in the air— But it never comes again. —Richard Henry Stoddard. MAN WHO ARRIVES. The man who arrives is the man who has will, who has a vision and looks into the future to make life worth while. In business be is not satisfied to do the work that is before him. He will do the work of the other man. He can do two men’s work as well as one—the kind of man who goes to school at night to better his position. He is the kind of man you cannot down, the kind of man Paul was, for if there ever was a man to arrive it was certainly Paul—J. D. Rockefeller, Jr. Phoebe’s Only Chance. Cats at a cat show are not scored on their rat catching records; there- fore it would be of no use to enter Phoebe. She'll have to be shown in & steel and wire trap exhibition— Toledo Dailv Blade. Making News. 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