Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, May 29, 1915, Page 2

Florida Produces 82 Per Cent of Phos- phate of the World Florida leads all the states in the Union in the phosphate rock indus- try, according to the bulletin issued on the 21st by the United States geological surver. The bulletin says: “In 1913 Florida, the Ileading state in the phosphate rock industry, marketed 2,7 long tons of phosphate rock valued at $9,563.084 or 82 per cent. of the entire pro- duction of the United States. As compared with the marketed pro- duct of 1912; Florida in 1913 gain- ed 188 tons, or 6 per cent. in quantity, and $101,787, or 1 per cent. in value. The quantity sold for the year was the greatest record- ed for the state. “In the figures given the phos- phate produced is classified as hard rock, land pebble and river pebble. There was no river pebble mined in the state in 1913, but some was sold from DeSoto county. Those sales are included with land pebble to avoid divulging confidential infor- mation. There was a decrease of aearly 1 per cent. in quantity of hard rock. There was a substantial increase in the production of land pebbie, the relatively small quantity of river pebble not affecting general statement made with refer- ence to the lattr. “The average price of hard rock decreased fifty-seven cents per ton; that of land pebble two cenis per ten.” E= T - T - T =T < = - = T - = =3 THE ALLIES VIEW o By Albert W. Bryce < & P GErGIVEDEVBOBIO Y Accompanying many gratifying sxpressions of loyalty to the United States on the part of American citi- zens of German descent, most of them to be taken as a matter of course, are references to ‘‘the ex- tremelypainful position” in which recent events have placed them. Most of the American colonists who revolted against British rule were of British birth or descent, but what did that fact amount to at Lexington, Bunker Hill, Saratoga or Yorktown? Except by those who did not intend to take part in the con- flict, not many people at that time had anything to say of their painful position. Like all family quarrels, it was bitter on both sides. 1f these had been no militarism in Continental Europe, the United States might not have gained to its power and progress, Militarism has done precisely what our early Ger- manic immigrants believed it would do. 1t has made Europe a smambles. It has had no respect for law, treat- ies or humanity. It has wickedly de- stroyed American lives and property. The descendants of those who abandoned Germany to escape this sort of thing ought not to be very seriously pained, no matter what happens, when as American citizens they perceive how wisely their fath- ers foretold the future. To be pain- ful, but to be Americans in the right, even as against Germany, ought to be glorious. o <} =4 o =} THE D0G I've never known a dog to wag His tail in glee he didn’t feel, Nor quit his old-time friend, to tag At some more influential heel. The yellowest cur I ever knew Was, to the boy who loved him true. y I've never known a dog to show Hazlf-way devotion to his friend; To seek a kinder man to know Cr richer, but unto the end The humblest dog 1 ever knew Was, to the man who loved him true. I've never known a dog to fake Affection for a present gain— A false display of love to make, Some little favor to attainm, I've never known a Prince or Spot That seemed to be what he was not. But 1 have known a dog to fight With all his strength to shield a friend, whether wrong right, To stick with him until the end. And 1 have known a dog to lick The hand of him that men would kick. And, or whether And T have known a dog to bear Sstarvation’s pangs from day day With him who had been share His bread and meat along theway. No dog, however mean or rude, Is guilty of ingratitude. to glad to The dog is listed with the dumb, No voice he has to speak his creed His messages to humans come By faithful conduct; and creed He shows, as seldom motrals do, A high ideal of being true. —American Field. by Who Looks to Himself. How much trouble he avoids who does not look to see what his neighbor says or does or thinks, but only to what he does bimself that it may be just aud pure—Marcus Aurelius. the | ¥ ol Low Rates To Citrus Exchange Meet at Orlando A. B. Johnson has received a no- tification from E. D. Dow, traffic manager of the Florida Citrus Ex- change, that the A. C. L. will {make a rate of three cents per mile | plus 25 cents for round trip to Or- |lando and from all stations on the line on account of the meeting of {the Citrus Exchange in Orlando June [11. He has advised that a special train will be run, leaving Arcadia about 5:30 a. m., June 11, ccnnect- ing with the regular train at Bar- tow, leaving that point at 7:15, and connecting with their train No. 84 at Lake Alfred, leaving there at :15 a. m., arriving at Orlando at 3a. m. There will be no special train in the reverse direction, as those attending the convention can leasily reach their homes wita the tegular train service This will necessitate quite a number of them leaving Orlando on A. C. L. tran No. 89 at p. m. in order for them to connect for points between Lakeland and Fort Myers.—Orlando Sentinel. [T - TR - T - T - - T - = T - I =] @ MAY 29 IN HISTORY k=4 T - T - T - T - T - - T - T = B - O~ 1845—A great convention between France and Great Britain for the supression of slave trade signed. 1848—Wisconsin admitted into the Union ‘as the thirtieth State. 1831—The Congress of New Gren- ada adjourns. It passed a law abolishing slacery. 1865—President Johnson proclaims an amnesty with certain ex- pectations. . 1905—American yacht Atlantic won open race for Kaiser in 12 days, four hours and one min- ute. 500 Mile Auto Race Will Be Run Today Indianapolis, May 29—The great 500-mile race on the speedway will be run today. Of six hundred manu- facturers invited to participate entries. trials to determine the final fleld have been held for the past ten days, the fastest thirty three being eligi- ble. Ownersy desiring to enter a number of cars will be allowed to enter only the fastest three. Cars will line up for the start in the ovder of the time made'in the speed trials. Racing numbers will be issued in the same order, the fastest car receiving No. 1. This is to avoid a possible spill during the flying start, when a slow machine in front would be in the way. Chain drivers will be elim- inated because of the eccident 'us. year unless the chain is thoroughly encases. Prizes remain practically the same $50,000 being split ten ways with $20,000 for first money. The intermediate trophies however, include the G. J. trophy, the Remy cup and brassard, the Prest-o-Lite trophy and the Wheeler-Schebler cup, will not be withheld if their winner fails to go the entire distance of 500 miles, as formerly, but will ! be awarded. CONTENTED ‘ By Walt Mason i | 1 have a roof that doesn't leak, I have a suit of clothes to wear, and {when rain falls or tempests shriek, I bask in my old rocking chair, I have a stove that keeps me hot, I have a corking book to read, I have a soupbone in the pot—what more than this does mortal need? The gilded gawds for which men sigh are al] with disappointment fraught; the thousand things that wealth will ‘buy are useless gimeracks when they're bought. I might go jaunt- ing off to Rome, or see the storied i joints of Greece, but I am happy at home, and travel would disturb my peace. The wealth of kings can’t make you glad, nor silk attire, nor diadems; a calm, contented mind, my lad, is better than a ton, of gems. You won't find happiness, I fear, by seeking it in distant lands; while you go searching far and near, be- hind your door it meekly stands. I have a kettle full of soup, T have some grapejuice in the flask; there is a rooster in the coop-—what bet- ter could a mortal ask? [ l Dally Thought. Blessed are the happiness makers; . blessed are they that remove frictlon, that make the course of life smooth, and the intercourse of men gentlel-— Henry Ward Necchop For tickets, reservat full information at larse number huve entered but :hors; venient doorway he deftly edged him is a notable falling off of foreign ' There will be thirty-three | “Hello!” hailed Roy. starters in the 500-mile event. Speed\ SIMPSON, DETECTIVE By MAURICE VOLTMAR REED. Copyright, 1915, by Chapman. Pettigrew Simpson had “a case.” It appeared that twice within a month the Planter’s National bank had lost a package of bank notes. In both in- stances they were small parcels. Each had contained ten one thousand dol- lar bills. The packages had mysteriously dis- appeared from the currency pen. There were only two persons behind its secure grating. One was the son of the president of the institution, “learning banking,” and, as he was independently rich personally from his mother’s estate, there was no reason to suspect him. His istant was a Miss Elfrida, Burrows, dainty, pretty, for five years a trusted employee of the bank. Simpson, detective, had shadowed the young man for a week. His hab- its were beyond criticism. As to Miss Burrows, she lived plainly, dressed modestly, and about all that Simpson learned concerning her was that she was engaged to the credit manager of the bank, Roy Desbrough. Now a new and brilliant idea had come to Simpson, which he had just imparted to the bank president. En- tirely surrounding the sides of the lofty bank room was an onamental grill to shut off the barren unfinished space just under the roof. The plan of the sleuth was to locate himself there with a pair of opera glasses, and select anyone of a hundred interstices in the grill work to secure a complete unsuspected view of every worker in the bank. It was at the moon hour that the glant discovery was made. Ever and ! always Simpson had kept his gaze fixed upon the currency pen, for was it not to that section of the bank that the missing money belonged? What he saw was Roy Desbrough pass from his desk and go by the in- ner end of the enclosure on his way to lunch. As he did this he decreased his gait. As he reached a little slot in the high wire netting through which was taken and given out notes and other documents, the detective saw Miss Burrows cast a furtive, hur- | ried glance all about her. Then she drew an envelope from her pocket.l She shot it through the slot with the precipitation and manner of a guilty person. In a flash young Desbrough seized it, thrust it into his own pocket, passed on. This was like saying, “Get up!” to a horse. Simpson got up. He scram- bled across the rafters. He nearly fell down the stairs leaving the dark and dreary loft. He got to the street in time to overtake Desbrough. Simpson followed the young bank man into a restaurant, shadowed him thence to the street. Then at a con- off the pavement. “What's the idea of so much roughness?” “Want to see you,” was the brisk response. “See?” Roy did see—a coat lapel thrust back, a seven-pointed silver badge flashed into view. “Detective, eh?”’ smiled Roy, quiet- ly. “Where's my interest?” “Letter in your pocket—right there,” and Simpson smartly tapped the spot where he knew the letter from the pretty currency pen reposed. “Treasure—" Ah, a treasure, indeed, was the writer of that missive! Roy's eyes glowed at the thought. Then he won- dered what this bold stranger had to | do about it. “Save time, trouble, giving it up,” announced Simpson, Then Roy laughed. Then he took out the missive in question, removed its inclosure, read its contents and handed the sheet to Simpson. “Dear Roy,” it read, “uncle is cross, 8o you had better defer call un- til Thursday. ELFRIDA.” “U-um!” muttered Simpson in tones of mingled disappointment and chagrin. “False trail. Wrong clue.” “1 guess 80,” nodded Roy, “if you're trying to connect that estimable young lady with the disappearance of those money packages.” Pettigrew Simpson felt persuaded that his usefulness in the present case was at an end. He allowed Roy to depart without further question. He went back to the bank, but not to his former covert. Simpson went the rounds of the place, studying the faces of the various workers, No “intuition” came to him, however, that might start him on the trail of the guilty criminal. Thought- fully, somewhat mournfully, he neared the currency pen. Simpson felt a lit- tle ashamed of himselt as he viewed the charming Miss Burrows at close range. “The owner of that sweet face could never engage in theft,” he told himself. “Hello!” With a startling scream the young lady had jumped upon a stool. “Why, what has happened?” ex- claimed her companion in the cage. “A mouse!” faltered Miss Burrows, pale and flustrated. “Oh, dear!” and she shivered as she gathered the skirts closely about her shapely feet. Then there was a quest for the in- truder, and then Pettigrew Simpson, the great detective, sneaked away. For in a little vacant space under the partition discovered a com- fortable rat's nest—an expensive cou- trivance, for it was formed of frag- ments of the missing thousand-dollar packages. l Optimistic Thought. A ragged colt may make a handsome horse. Py $80:%t CALIFORNIA BOTH EXPOS“IOIS — DIVERSE ROUTES — LONG LIMIT descriptive literature, and , wire or write to H. C. BRETNEY, Florida Passenger A, LOUISVILLE & NASHVILLE RAILROAD abiasaie: M s Bell Phone 167) our Tour and Jacksenville, Fla. I IN THE PHILIPPINES Story of a Tragedy in the Depths of the Bamboo Thickets of the Tropics. By FRANK H. MELOON. Major Tracey's opinions of the Treaty of Paris, which gave the Phil- ippines and their tea million brown heathen over to the civilized influ- ences of American arms, would hardly have borne repeating in the presence of his superior officers of the war department at Washington, D. C., as he mused in front of his untempting quarters in the enervating afternoon heat of the little island village of Ma- Jon. “Lieutenant, captain, major, colo- nel, general,” the major kept repeat- ing. Well, he mused, he had nuhed; the halfway mark of the five grades at a very decent season of life, the | other two being more often attained : by age than by merit. In Manila the major’s battalion had found life endurable. There were | means of entertainment, if one could call it by that name. In the Philip- pines anything that diverts onme'’s at- tention from the humdrum round of daily existence is termed entertain- ment; but after a suffiicient time has elapsed, everything fails to turn the mind from its wearying contemplation of the eternal sameness. Then it is that a man goes out into the bush and musters himselt out of service. The official records are generally kind enough to lay it to the natives. The major looked past a clump of bamboos and saw Captain Manson lounging lazily on the ground, which was baking around him like the clay moulds in a brick kiln. Captain Man- son looked intolerably old and ugly. He was smoking a misshapen Filipino cigar. He had been in the Philippines seven years. He had come as a sec- ond lieutenant, appointed from civil life, with one of the first companies to cross the Pacific in a leaky transport after Dewey’'s memorable May cele- bration in Manila Bay. After all, re- flected Major Tracy, fortune had been more kind to him than to Captain Manson. Had not Dr. Carey whis- The Doctor Fell. pered only the day before that the captain’s chances of living another twelvemonth were slim? The cap- taln knew it, too. A weak heart lia- ble to be aggravated by excitement 18 not a nice thing to have inside one’s ribs in a country where one is liable to be popped at from the scraggy bush at any moment, like a jackrabbit. 've nothing to go home for. If I had had, I would have gone long ago. It I've got to die soon, I'd as lief it would be here as anywhere,” Captain Manson had eaid. Dr. Carey had told the story to the major with an unfeeling brutality that had jarred upon his nerves, rendered tense and firritable by the infernal heat of the sun. Assuredly, thought the major, he did not like this Dr. Carey, who had come from no one knew where. Dr. Carey never volunteered any informa- tion about his past life. His appoint- ment to the army, it was known, had been due to civil service and a pri- vate pull in congress. Dr. Carey was undeniably handsome. He had an alr of refinement which the major ad- mitted to himself jealously, no one elge In the battalion could acquire. Dr. Carey had cut a wide swath among the belles of Manila, and his evident chagrin at having to depart therefrom had been the one consolation the other officers of the mess had found for coming to Majon. And now Major Tracy's thoughts went back to the day from which he had ever since computed time—the day he had met 'Rita, who later had become his wife. 'Rita was a slender, city-bred girl of the east with a face exquisitely feminine in the Puritan delicay of its outlines and expression. Her father was the descendant of a family which had acquired the found- ation of its permanent fortunes by re- celving and vending the wares of smugglers in Colonial days. He had married a favorite cousin. His thoughts of 'Rita alone in Ma- nila took effect that evening, when he broached the subject uppermost in his mind to Captain Manson and Dr. Carey, telling them of his intention to write the next day for his wife to come out into the hill country and join the battalion. Best to Earn One's Own. Persons industriously occupying themselves thrive better on a little of their own homest getting than lazy heirs on the large revenues left unto them.—T. Fuller. Would Give His Courage. Pat saw a barbed wire fence for the fArst time and eyed it with a great deal of interest. “Begorra, in the old country 1 set wid Mollie on a fence a whole hour before I dared pop the question, but if I'd be sittin’ wid her on @ fence like this I'd pop in a minute.” that's come over he con-| cluded. “Aren't you afraid to have her come out here?” objected Captain Manson. “The little brown devils are most dangerous when things appear moit.l quiet on the surface.” | “I guess they'll leave us alone until | the rainy season,” replied Major Tracy | easily. “We're in such force that I don’'t apprehend any trouble before | then, but I'll have her return to| Manila before that sets in, even if we aren't ordered back there ourselves by that time.” ! Dr. Carey continued smoking, watching the brilliant constellations set in the sparkling heights of the tropical heavens. He said nothing. ‘When Major Tracy sent the letter to; his wite In Manila next day, Dr. Carey, | at the last minute, asked permission to send a letter himself. The guard who set out with the message could not fail to note that the major’s and the doctor’s went to the same woman. Things went well for the first fort- night after the “little woman,” as the major called her affectionately, ar- rived in Majon. There was something very enjoyable in riding through the quaint growths of the Orient every morning with one of the officers as a companion and with an armed escort close at hand in case there happened to be danger lurking in the deeps of the bamboo thickets. There was the convent, too, where the native women did drawn work in pino cloth and woven the ehifting colors of the sun- shine into silks of exquisite beauty on hand-made looms. The noonday siesta was usually followed by a visit to the market place, where the native children played, and where the most ferocious devils, in the guise of most humble and obsequinous natives, came to buy and sell. And not least was the soldiers’ hospital to which she sent the chino coolies with fruit and coccanuts. But there came a day when all these things ceased to interest. A desper- ate flirtation with Dr. Carey, begun in Manila under stress of the same bore- dom of things in general, was, un- known to the major, renewed; the let- ter hed referred to the possibility. For a time the major remained in blisstul ignorance, but the hour for enlighten- ing came at last. Awaking from his flesta earlier than usual, he walked into his little house and looked out *hrough the small, square ehells that 1id duty as window paues on the rarther end; he was just in time to ey take leave of his wife snner peculiar to relatives. lovers and husbands. The next day the little brown men came down from the hills of the north. ‘The major left his wife to return to Manila with Captain Manson and a heavy escort. He did not bid her good ay. As soor as she had gone, he or- Jered an advance of two companies. Dr. Carey accompanied the one under his command. The two rode out to make a recon- naisance beyond the rice paddies to a noint where a rice of land had them from the view of the company. They were no gooner out of sight, than the major addressed his companion grimly. “There's no use arguing, doctor, and T presume you won't care to when vou know I've learned at last what has for some time past been common talk with the battalion. You're man enough to understand me, I take it?” Major Tracy drew his revolver as he concluded. “Yes?” interrogated the doctor. “Go ahead.” “Shall it be ten or twenty paces?” “To oblige you, T'll say fifteen” responded the doctor, smiling as if in a box at the theater. The two men stood back to back and began to walk forward. The major counted the paces aloud. “We will turn and fire at the fif- teenth,” he sald. At the thirteenth, Dr. Carey wheeled about quickly, raising his Remington to fire at the back of the unsuspecting man, At the same instant there was a puft of smoke from the bamboo thicket, followed by another and an- other. The doctor fell. For a moment, regardless of the soft patter of bullets all about him, the major stood above the fallen form of Dr. Carey. “It has saved me the vs all” i trouble,” he mused. Then he leaped quickly to the shelter of a rice dike until a detail of skirmishers came at double quick around the hillock, caus- ing the little brown men, leaving their dead and wounded behind thme, to make off as quickly they had come. (Copyright, by Daily Story Pub. Co.) At the Sanitarium. Attendant—These patients want to know what kind of baths to take. What shall T tell this man? Director—What’s his occupation? Attendant—He's a speculator. Director—Tell him to take a plunge. Attendant—And this woman? She's a seamstress. Director—Skaow her to the needle bathe. Memorial Performance. Boy—Please sir, I'll have to be out this afternoon. Boss—That so? Gran'ma funeral— what? Boy—Yes, sir. Then we're going to the circus as a mark of respect. Gran’- ma just loved a circus!—Judge. The Resemblance. “Those forced hothouse flowers re- mind me of a poverty-stricken man.” “How s0?” ‘“Because they are apt to be scentless.” Old Saw Broken. “There's always room at the top,” sald the Sphinx. “Take a look at us and guess again,” replied the Pyramids. Keep Up Belief. Belleve in yourself, believe in hu- manity—believe in the success of your undertakings. Fear nothing and no one. Love your work. Work, hope, trust. Keep in touch with today. Teach yourself to be practical, up-to- date and sensible. You cannot fail.— Selected. Military Titles. The titles “colonel,” “major,” “cap- tain,” as applied to officers of the militia, are perfectly proper and quite legitimate, and those holding such po- sitions are clearly emtitled to use the titles that go along with them. Better Business All recent business reports reflect a decidedly better tone in business circles. Foresighted business men are op- {imistic over the near future. But whether times be lean or prosperous, a good bank- ing connection is essential to the modern, progressive busi- ness man. Periods like the recent depression and the present op- imism strongly emphasize our ability to wunderstand and care for the needs of business men in Lakeland. FIRST NATIONALBANK C. W. DEEN, President THIS BANK IS A MEMBER OF THE FEDERAL RESERVE SYSTEM. HE Summer Season is comingon and youneed a COOL SUIT to wear. 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