Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, June 1, 1915, Page 6

r ang givlivae 1 eyes of Miriam blotted out poor Nor- ma’s picture from his mind. He stayed three days at the hotel Instead of a week, and Miriam occu- pied all his thoughts. They walked “She’ll break up this deadly ennui 'IN THE PHILIPPINES together, danced and drove together. | that's come over us all.” he con- | Yet, with a mighty effort of will Har- | Il cluded. 1 £ g ry, conscious as he ‘'was of Miriam's power over him, refrained from any ¥ DT A Line of BARGAINS Children’s HOSIERY “Aren’t you afraid to have her come l out here?” objected Captain Manson. “The little brown devils are most dangerous when things appear most quiet on the surface.” | “I guess they’ll leave us alone until | Chiropractor DR. J Q. SCARBOROUGH, Lady in Attendance | | F | Story of a Tragedy in the Depths‘ Dreamer of the Bamboo Thickets of | in Dyches Building Between Park and Auditorium OFFICE HOURS. 8to11:30 a. m. 1:30 to 8 p. m. 7:00 to 8:00 p. m. Censultation and Examination Free. 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Remember me for Huckle- berries, Blackberries, Peaches and other Fruits. H. O. DENNY Phone 226. Hardin Bldg. Florida Ave. | Waked R T By H. M. EGBERT I (Copyright, 1915, by W. G. Chapman.) “I'm glad you are going to marry Norma, Harry,” said Norma's father to her fiance. “She is the best and sweetest girl in the world, and I have always hoped that she would marry a good man. 1 think you are the best suited to Norma of any man I know.” And Harry MacIntyre had gone away from the dreaded interview feel- ing as if he were treading on air. He counted the months that lay be- tween him and the goal of his desires. Norma, with her sweetness,. her radi- ant goodness, her simplicity of heart was always in his thoughts. And Norma was not “temperamental.” Like many, perhaps most literary men, Harry was “temperamental.” A rising writer, already earning a com- fortable income, Harry had created heroines fanurerable, blondes and brunettes, piquant heroines, stately ones, demure and dainty ones. Some- times ‘he had wished that he could turn some of these ideals into flesh and blood. But alas! the ideal hero- ine is a figment of the brain, an airy nothing. And Norma was not Harry’s ideal. She was simply a sweet girl, admir- ably suited to him. Harry felt a re- freshment of the spirit when, turning away from his latest creation, he en- countered the blue eyes of Norma, sane, healthy and always bringing him back to his proper appreciation of life, There was only one flaw in their happiness. May Arbuckle, Norma's best . friend, was ‘“temperamental” And she did not like Harry, Harry was conscious of this un spoken hostility He knew that if ever the dreadful day dawned when misunderstanding arose between him and his flancee, ke would have to reckon with the implacable hostility of Miss Arbuckle. He sensed that through all the frigid courtesy of their meetings. Harry had gone into the country for a brief vacation. He did not want to leave Norma, but circumstances made They Walked Together. it necessary. Norma was going to Baltimore, to spend a week with an aunt there, and Harry, growing anemic in the hot city, decided to run up to the mountains for a brief rest. And there he met Miriam Bendish. And the moment he saw her e real- ized that his latest heroine had come Into incarnation. She stood before him, bronze-haired, demure and piquant by turns; he knew every turn and twist of her complex soul. Even at the first interchange of glances he knew that Miriam under- stood He watched her through the dinner like a man in a dream They were in- troduced that evening. They danced together, talked together on the porch. Their conversation, perfectly proper and platonic, was unmistakably one of understanding. All that night Harry lay awake, thinking of Miriam and again of Nor- ma. He remembered how he had come into Norma's life, six months before. He recalled how the serenity of her nature had appealed to him. There had been a sweetheart of Nor- ma's—a young man named Willis. They had been comrades since child- hood, and, though nothing had been said of love, most people had be- lieved that Willis would marry Norma. After Harry had made his appearance Willis had left the town. Harry had suspected that Miss Arbuckle resent- ed his having supplanted Willis, and that that had been the cause ot her hostility. Harry became conscious, with amazement and distress, that he was wishing Willis had stayed. He found himself questioning his fitness to marry Norma. Would their natures blend, any more than light and dark- ness? He knew his weakness, his consiant searching for that ideal whom Norma did not represent and never could represent. L —— — Hubby’s Joke. “Won't your wife sing for ust” “Sure! 1 just asked her not to."—e The M!SF!\ief Maker Stiokers. ‘The great difference between a pud- Uo servant and a domestic servant is that the public servant would not re - | 8iga even under fire—Loulsville Cour | 'found in the fact tha lournal. g Sometimes Lonely, Though. One advantage in being good s crowds. you avold love-making. Only, at the moment of parting, he asked permission to call on her in the city. And he saw an answering light leap into Miriam's eyes as she gave him her address. “Good-by, Mr. Macintyre.” That was all, but there was a world of meaning in the flutter of the little hand in his. No, that was not quite all, for, at the very end, as he leaned from the bug- 8y ‘Au revoir, Mr. Maclntyre.” Then Harry was gone to spend three miserable days at another hotel, a little place miles distant, where his days and nights were haunted by vis- fons of Miriam. And at the end he came to the con- clusion that he must offer Norma her freedom. And yet the thought of her grief maddened him with remorse. He did not know what to do. In this undecided frame of mind he approached the house where she lived. He had gone there in the evening; it was dark except for a single light that shone in the parlor. As he approached the door he was arrestéd by hearing the sound of voices. Norma and May Arbuckle were talking. “You say you never loved Willis, and yet you think of him,” said May. “Norma, dear, consider your heart’s promptings before it is too late.” “I have considered them, May,” an- swered Norma. “And they tell me that I have not erred in my choice.” “But at least Willis was more of your ideal than Harry,” suggested May. “In a way—yes, May. Willis was my oldest friend, you see. We shared all our tastes in common. And Harry is comparatively a stranger. We do not know each other yet.” “Norma, dear,” said May Arbuckle, “do you know the fate of a woman who marries a man like that? At best, even if their marriage is to be a happy one, she must be the slave of his moods."” “I have thought of that,” said Norma miserably. Harry started. Had Norma thought of that? Why, that had been in his own mind from the beginning; but he had never credited Norma with hav- ing the ability to analyze these ob- scure fashionings of psychic thought. He did not know Norma had seen what he had seen. “You are running a grave danger, Norma,” continued May Arbuckle. “One man you know—the other you do not know. And Willis loves you still. He told me that he could never be happy without you. It is not too late, dear.” “Yes, it is too late,” Norma an- swered. “Harry loves me, and a wom- an i as much bound by honor as any man. Iam engaged to Harry, I am his afflanced wife, and nothing can come between us.” “But suppose Harry does not love you?” “Then he must tell me so.” “And you would let him go gladly, then? Consider your heart caretully, Norma. Search into its depths. Con- fess that you would be glad to let Harry go and to have Willis back.” “No.” “Why not?” : “Because, May, when a woman gives her love, in my opinion, at least, she gives it for eternity. What do dif- ferences of mood matter so long as be- neath them there is the spirit, with its resolutions of fidelity, and its real love?” . Harry listened in awe. He had not meant to play the eavesdropper. But this was a new Norma whom he had not known or suspected; and suddenly it occurred to him that Norma's na- ture would unfold for him, developing in unexpected ways, if only he was faithful to her, “That's not a real reason,” said May Arbuckie scorniully. “Well, then, I'll give you another,” answere: Norma, rising. “Because 1 love him, more than a thousand Wil- lises all put t her. Because I in- tend to love him, with all my heart, so long as I live. There, May!"” There was a new sound in Norma's | voice that Harry had never heard there before. And, remembering his position, he crept quietly away and down the street. Suddenly the memory of Miriam be- came very faint and dim. He realized that this new love of his was nothing but an image, drawn from the depths of an unstable heart and projected upon the mirror of his mind. Why, Miriam was nothing to him, and never could be anything. Once more he had enwrapped himself in phantasies when the one woman of his heart was wait- ing for him, with a love that would never change He felt very humble and small. And, in the train that night he vepeated this prayer over and over. “God, give me constancy and faitlr, that | may be true to N8rma in all my thoughts as long as 1 (fve.” And when, returning the next day. he held her in his arms, he knew tnat his prayer would be answered, Co-Operasion. “What [ want to do,” sald the thoughtful business man, “is to keep politics out of business " “That's all right,” replied Mr. Dustin Stax. “And I'm going to help. I'll never write a check for another cam- paign.’ — The Way to Clean Lamp Glasses. Here is an excellent way to clean lamp glasses:, Hold them over a jug of bolling water until they are well steamed; then polish with a soft dry rag. This is a much easier way thaa Washing them, and the glasses very rarely breuk —— Placing Beth of B smply o the Tropics. lAj:y FNANKT MELOON. r Tracey's opinions of the Treaty of Paris, which gave the Phil- ippines and their ten million brown heathen over to the civilized Influ- ences of Ame) arms, would hardly the rainy season,” replied Major Tracy ! easily. don’t apprehend any trouble before then, but I'll have her l return to | E and UNDERWEAR “We're in such force that I/ & Manila before that sets in, even if we = aren’t ordered back there ourselves by , Jgfi that séme.” + Dr. Carey continued smoking, have borne repeating in the presence watching the brilliant constellations 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- Rel, general,” the major kept repeat- ing. Well, he mused, hé had reached 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 eatertainment, if one could call it by that name. In the Philip- pines anything that diverts one's at- tention from the humdrum round of daily existence is termed entertain- ment; but after a sufficient time has elapsed, everything fails to turn the mind from its wearying contemplation of the eternal sameness. Then it is that & man goes out into the bush and musters himself 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 lookeq intolerably old and ugly. He was smoking a misshapen Filipino cigar. He had been in the Philippines seven years. He had come as a seo- ond lieutenant, appointed from eivil 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- a The Doctor Fell. pered only the day before that the captain’s chances of living another twelvemonth were slim? The cap- tain 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. “I'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 said. Dr. Carey had told the story to the " major with an unfeeling brutality that had jarred upon his nerves, rendered tense and irritable 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 lite. 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 n\njor ad- mitted to himself jealously, no one elee 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 siender, 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. Hae 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 Captaln Manson and Dr. | Carey, telling them of his intention to | write the next day for his wife to jcome out into the hill country and | Join the battalion. — Hibernation. Al sleep is phenomenal, but the sleep which endures the winter through with some warm-blooded ant- mals which find themselves suddenly surrounded by frigid weather, and ¥hen all functions that make for the :::} of life are as if they had never . 1s most curious. While it 1g | mainly explicable it is none the less | astonishing. — Origin of Auction - Sales. Auction sales originated in an- clent Rome, and wore introduced to enable soldiers to dispose of spoils of War. set in the sparkling heights of the tropical heavens. He said nothing. ‘When Major Tracy sent the letter to his wife 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 shifting colors of the sun- shine into silks of exquisite beauty on hand-made looms. The mnoonday slesta 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 cecoanuts. 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 blissful ignorance, but the hour for enlighten- ing came at last. Awaking from his siesta earlier than usual, he walked into his little house and looked out through the small, square shells that 1 did duty as window panes on the larther end; he was just in time to see Dr. Carey take leave of his wife in the manner 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 by. As soon as she had gone, he or- dered an advance of two companies. Dr. Carey accompanied the one under his command. The two rode out to make a recon- | natsance beyond the rige paddies to a point where a rise of land had them from the view of the company. They were no sooner out of sight, than the major addressed his companion grimly. “There's no use arguing, doctor, and I presume you won't care to when you 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. " interrogated the doctor. “Go “Shall it be ten or twenty paces?” “To oblige you, I'll say fifteen,” responded the doctor, smiling as if in & 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 said. 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 puff 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 ! 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 as they had come, (Copyright, by Dally 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—Show her to the needle baths. A Memorial Performance. Boy—Please sir, I'll have to be out this afternoon. Boss—That s0? Gran'ma funeral— what? Boy—Yes, sir. 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