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SEH I PEPEHPIOT TR EREPE PR The Professions [ R 2 et At ettt sl L Chiropractor DR. J Q. SCARBOROUGH, Lady in Attendance fn Dyches Building Between Park and Auditorium OFFICE HOURS. 8 t011:30 a. m. 7:00 to 8:00 p. m. Censultation and Examination Free. Residence Phone 240 Black @ D. & H D. MEND CONSULTING ENGINEERS 8uite 212-215 Drane Bullding Lakeland, Fla. Phosphate Land Kxaminations and Plant Designs Karthwork Speciaiists, Surveys. Restdence phone, 278 Black. Ofee phone, 278 Blue. DR. SARAH E. WHEELER OSTEOPATH Muou Annex, Door South of First National Bank Lakeland, Florida r—————————————— i DR. W. R. GROOVER PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON ®ooms 5 and 4. Kentucky Bulldins Lakeland, Florida DR. W. B. MOON PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Telephone 350 Hours 9 to 11, 2 to 4, evenings 7 to 8 Over Postoffice Lakeland, Florida Law Office of A. X. ERICKSON Bryant Building A. X. ERICKSON J. C. WILLIAMS E. W. THOMSON Notary, Depositions attended. D. 0. Rogers Edwin Spencer, Jr ROGERS & SPENCER Attorneys at Law, Bryant Bullding Lakeland, Florida EPPES TUCKER, JR. LAWYER Raymondo Bldg., Lakeland, Flerida KELSEY BLANTON, ATTORNEY AT LAW Office in Munn Bullding Lakeland . Florida DR, RICHARD LEFFERS PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Rooms 2-3, Skipper Bullding «+sss. Over Postoffice ........ W. 8. PRESTON, LAWYER Office Upstairs East of Court House BARTOW, FLA, Cxamination of Titles and Resy Xs: tate Law a Speclalty W. HERMAN WATSON, M. D. Morgan-Groover Bldg. Telephones: Office 361; Res, 113 Red Lakeland, Floride J. H. PETERSON ATTORNEY AT LAW Dickson Building .Practice in all courts. Fomrstead. claims located and contested Established in July, 14¢60 DR. W. 8. IRVIN DENTIST Room 14 and 15 Kentucky Buildng LOUIS A. FORT ARCHITECT Kibler Hotel, Lakeland, Fiorida T. M. BRYAN ARCHITECT Room 8 Elliston Building P. 0. Box 605 Lakeland, Florida faaaana ottt 2o eI e LYY IOFFICE ROOMS FOR RENT In Telegram Building Coolest and Best Lighted io the City wsRunning Water in Each Room Call at TELEGRAM OFFICE SICK? $8 Lakeland Sanitarium Ors. Hizna HARDIN BLD Kandy! Kandy! Try our Home-made Cocoa- nut Fudge. Made in Lakeland, U. S. A, from Fresh Cocoa- nuts. : Vanilla, Strawberry, or Chocolate Flavor, Peanut Brittle made daily. Remember me for Huckle- berries, Blackberries, Peaches and other Fruits. H. O. DENNY Phone 226, Hardin Bldg. Florida Ave. . * - 1:30 to § p. m. | house. Its just been painted white, ————— Telltale FingerPrnts ¢ gym Walter Joseph Delaney || (Copyright, 1915, by W. G. Chapman.) The Stevensons were rich and un- happy. Their next-door neighbors, the Martins, were desperately poor, yet life was to them a radiant dream. The Stevensons lived in a big ten- room house, luxuriously furnished, and had lots of money. David Martin toiled as a laborer at a town iron mill, and his frugal wife counted over ev- ery penny twice before it was invest. ed, thus close they were forced to live. But the Martins had a treasure— Vinnfe, their adopted niece—and her presence made the humble home glow with sunshine and laughter whenever she was within its precints. She worked at a store in the village as cashier, but home talent was paid for cheaply, and her contribution to the household fund was quite small. “Not very genial neighbors, those | Stevensons,” observed Mr. Martin coming home from Jhis work one cold December evening. “I fancy they don't consider us their kind,” returned his plain, practical wife. me once or twice, but only at a dis- tance, and then quite sourly.” “Stevenson himself came out of the | gate of his house just as I passed,” continued Mr. Martin. he didn’t answer me, although I think he really was so abstracted in thought that he didn't know me.” “I think you are quite right, fa- ther,” added Vinnie, in her kindly, charitable way. “I have heard that they have a great sorrow—a runaway son. He left them after some trouble he got into three years ago. A year since, I have heard, they learned that he was one of a number killed in a 'cyclone in New Mexico.” “Oh, dear, that is sad!" spoke up Mrs. Martin, quick'y and sorrowfully. “They have their cross to bear, indeed —a lost son, a lonely home,” and she came up to Vinnie and enfolded her in a loving clasp and kissed her tender- y. An unhappy home, indeed, was that of the Stevensons. They had lost their only child, a bright, promising lad, who, when he came of age, had N N Became a Wanderer and a Fugitive From Justice. developed a tendency to sow wild oats. Petted by his father, idolized by his mother, Warren Stevenson had sadly disappointed his parents. In a fight in a gambling resort, he, an onlooker only, had paid the penalty for being in such a place by recelving a bullet wound that stripped off the top of three of the first fingers of his left hand. This seemed to teach him & lesson for a time. Then he fell from grace again. He drifted into the company of a desperate burglar. Innocently Warren was involved in a case where a man was killed. He played the part of the craven and be- came a wanderer and a fugitive from Justice. Within a year the real mur- derer died in prison, shouldering the entire responsibility for the crime and completely exonerating Warren. His parents had then sought for him everywhere, but their quest had proved unavailing. The news of his death in the cyclone was the final griet that broke their hearts. Be reaved, broken down by sorrow and regret, no marvel was it that they be- came cynical, isolated and uncom- panionable. One evening a neighbor came into the home of Mr. Martin on a brief call. In the course of conversation he brought up the subject of the unso cial neighbor, with the remark: “Friend of mine told me that this Stevenson objects mightily to your burning soft coal, Martin.” “Why, is that s0?" queried Mr. Mar tin, surprisedly. “Yes, he says that whenever the wind is from the north it blows the soot in regular flakes against his ————— Hubby's Joke. { “Won't your wife sing for ust™ “Sure! | The Mischiet Mayer E o a Stickers. | The great difference between a pud- Ho servant and a domestic servant is { that the public servant would not re- ferJournal i Sometimes Lonely, | On-ldmhcainbdum. ‘louuhmhm v, that you avolq “Mrs. Stevenson has nodded to | “I spoke, but | I fjust asked her not to. = i sign even under firn —Loulsville Coun \ | and it's spoiling it. Of course, you can’'t help that. You're hardly able to afford anthracite at ten dollars a ton, eh?" | “Maybe not,” responded Martin, se- riously, “but I can be just, even if it | costs me something. I never thought | of it before.” When he came to look at the side of | the Stevenson house, Martin saw that | | the soot had, indeed, marred and de- | | faced it. Especially up under the eaves, the clapboards were grimed with feathers of soot. Acting on a generous impulse, he hailed his neigh- i bor, who just happened to be coming into the house. “I say, Stevenson,” spoke the blunt, | honest fellow, “I've just found out that my soft coal is hurting your property. I shall use coke through the rest of the winter, and first holi- day I'll get a ladder and give the side of the house a good scrubbing.” “Why—thank you—I must say you're thoughtful and kind—yes, thank you,” and Stevenson acted as though this unusual courtesy of a | stranger fairly overcame him Before the opportunity to remedy things came about, however, some | startling events transpired One morn- ing Martin came out into the yard to find a ladder taken from his shed standing against the side of his neigh- bor's house. The window of an up- | per room was open. Mr. Stevenson was under a great strain of excitement. i He declared that the house had been burglarized. “Was anything taken?” asked Mr. Martin. “Why, not much” explained his neighbor in a bewildered sort of a way. “The room the burglar got into is the one my poor dead son occupled. We have left it just as it was when | he went away. Whoever broke into the house opened a drawer where Warren kept a few trifling trinkets A watch, a revolver and some gold cuff links are missing, but nothing { else was disturbed.” “That is singular,” observed Martin | thoughtfully, and he went up the lad- der a step or two. “Why, say, Mr. Stevenson,” he called down to his neighbor, “here is something queer.” “What is that?” was asked. “In getting Into the window the burglar has left some hand marks around its frame.” “Why, yes—I can see it from here,” replied the owner of the despoiled home. “Right among that troublesome black soot of mine,” continued Martin, rather apologetically. “And say—why, hello! Whoever the fellow was he's left a clue.” “What do you mean?” “Hand prints show that he had three short fingers on one hand—why, sir! What is the matter?” Quickly the speaker descended the ladder. With a sharp cry of enlight- enment, Mr. Stevenson had started back “Three short fingers!” he gasped out hoarsely. “Then—it must have been Warren. Oh, he 18 not dead, but alive! Mother! mother!” he shouted, rushing into the house and seeking his wife, and leaving the stupefled Martin standing staring after him, unable to comprehend the meaning of his strange actions. What the father surmised turned out correct, a little later. His son was indeed alive. He had stolen bazk home, poor, homeless, ill. It would be no robbery to take his own. Shamed at his mistaken past, he had hurried away, after taking the price of a few needed meals, but his father, with the ald of the police, soon locat- ed him. It was a joyful moment when the recovered son was told that the dread- ed hand of the law had been removed. “All because of that blessed soot ot yours—all honor to soft coal,” the de- lighted Stevenson had told his neigh- bor. And a true neighbor he made of him, and naturally Warren Stevenson met Vinnie. Closer and closer grew the ties of true neighborliness, and of love, and then the natural seyuence of a hanpy wedding. Incry Carvers of Canton. There are in Canton, China, about forty shcps in which articles of ivory ! are made and sold. Each shop s small; it consists usually of a show- room that opens to the street, and a back room where the cutting is done. The industry falls into two stages— cutting and carving, says an English paper. Tusks imported from Siam con- stitute the raw material. These are first cut by a saw into shapes that are suitable for the carvers to work on.' The cutting apparatus consists of a wooden block or vise, a saw and a tub of water. The workman fixes the ivory firmly in the vise, moistens it with water and cuts it to the desired thick- ness. After the cutting is finished, the workmen carve the pieces into shape with knives of many different kinds. All of them, however, have short blades and long handles made of bam- boo. The carvers also use saws made of wire and a gimlct worked by a twirling apparatus of leather. Tkere are only a few expert ivory workers in Canton; in fact, there are said to be only six of them. An expert carver seldom works in the shop that employs him. He generally works in his own house, and can earn about thirty dollars a week in Canton cur rency —Youth’s Companion. More Pressing Needs. ‘I reed shoes.” “Then why don't you buy some?” “It is evident that you know nothing of family life. My graphophone needs records and my wife needs dancing lessons.” ——— The Way te Clean Lamp Glasses. Here 1 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 than washing them, and the glasses very rarely bresk | the firat ear of either ot THE MERRYANDREW By FLORENCE LILLIAN HENDER- SON. ey et (Copyright, 1915, by W. G 1apman.) “Who is he, anyway?” “Dalzell—comedian, clown, what you like, so that wit and humor and riot- ous fun play a part.” “Professional?” “Oh, yes—expert Merry-Andrew, you might put it. He came here a week ago, prospecting to give a show. He happened to be on the spot when Mayor Worden’s team ran away. The two fiancees of the mayor’s two sons were in the carriage. Dalzell halted the team just in time to prevent a bad smash-up. That made him solid with the Worden family, you may assume.” “And he still lingers in the village.” “For a very good reason. His popu- larity on account of the runaway epi- sode is nothing to the popularity he has won with his quips and jokes at the little hotel here. Why, he keeps the crowd on a broad grin all the time! The lightest-hearted fellow in the world! Don't believe he ever has a care on his mind. He's bottled up sunshine and mirth. I envy him his happy, contented disposition. “H’'m—thanks,” observed the speak- er, a young lawyer named Chester. “Sort of a queer fellow. I'm inter- ested in him.” He was, far more than he indicated. The fact was that Dick and Albert Worden had asked him to look up the actor-humorist. When they realized that the lively stranger had saved the lives of their futu E scme vay of re dared not offe ding Dalzcll. They bhim money With all was a certain | it Bryee Dal-cll that proclaim man. There gestive of my be frierdly deputized Che could be brou bout. lawyer had set a plan that was The latter | had come to the town to arrange to | give entertainments where a comedy | he had written was to be the feature, ! where he had deposited the letter, just as though underneath it there was a keen pain in his heart, The two performances took place. They were a grand success. The Wor- dens and all their friends worked like beavers to make it so. The entire county attended, and, after paying off his dramatic assistants and other ex- penses, Dalzell left the town the happy possessor of two hundred dol- lars. : Crowds waved him a friendly adieu as the train departed. No one noticed { the young lawyer, closely enfolded in a huge coat, quietly take a place in a rear seat of the coach in which Dal- zell was also a passenger. Faithfully following out instructions given by the Wordens, the attorney kept close track of Dalzell unsuspect- ed on the train, and in the city all that day and well into the next morning. He followed Dalzell wherever he went. About noon he telegraphed to the may- or's sons. They met him at a hotel three hours later. “I thought it best to have you come on,” explained Chester. “This strange man, Dalzell, is indeed a true man, and you can help him in a signal way.” “We will certainly be glad to do that,” spoke the brothers in sincere unison. “When Dalzell came to the city I followed him to his home. It was piti- ful. He occupies a cheap, bare apart- ment and eats at the poorest restau- rants. Then he went to a bank and deposited a hundred dollars. Then to his wife.” “He is married, then?" inquired the elder of the brothers. “Yes. It is a sad story. A year ago Dalzell wedded a lovely, sprightly young girl who had acted with him on the stage. They went from the house of the officiating clergyman straight to their duties on the stage. Alas! in the second act of the play in which they took part a heavy stage platform fell upon the bride of an hour, crip- pling her for life and partly paralyz- ing her. She has since lain helpless.” “Not in the squalid home you de- scribe?” exclaimed the other of the brothers. “No, and there is demonstrated the true nobility of the man. He has placed her under the care of a trained nurse in comfortable, almost luxuri- ous quarters. He has made her be- lieve that he has important dramatic €ngagements out of the city which em. . ploy all his time and bring in large money retuns. She suffers for noth- ing. while he at times has barely enough to eat. I had a stolen glimpse | of the pair—she fairly worshiping him, “A Mystery? Yes;” Reflected the Young Lawyer, He had at call some cheap actors in the city who would assist him When Dalzell first suggested the proposition, the owner of the one public hall in the town laughed at him. It was not a theater-going community, Dalzell was told, and every dramatic combina- tion that had come along had met with disaster. But now, after Dalzell's heroic act, his personal popularity as a fun mak- er, and the efforts of the agent of the two Wordens entirely changed the po- sition of affairs. The owner of the hall entered heart and soul with Dalzell in advertising and preparing for the pres- entation of the comedy. The young lawyer unobtrusively hung around the reading room of the hotel, to find Dalzell in apparent high spirits over his sccess. Chester was a studious, sedate young man, but he could not help but smile at some of the shrewd witticisms of the actor stranger who suggested an inexhaust- ible wave of jollity. There came a letter for Dalzell while he was in the midst of an up- roariously comical recital of the woes of a stranded Thespian. Dalzell's face grew instantly grave, but he finished his story, and then with a last gay remark excused himself and went to a secluded corner of the lobby. Chester was fairly astonished as he secretly but intently observed Dalzell. The latter opened the letter. Across his expressive face there came a sol- emn change. It seemed as if he had thrown off an irksome mask. Care, anxiety, grief traversed his features in rapid and poignant succession. Tears coursed down his cheeks. “A mystery? Yes;” reflected the young lawyer. “Why, he looks ten years older than he did five minutes since!” But inside of an hour Dalzell had rejoined the group which so admired him and enjoyed his ceaseless fund of merriment. Only, ever and anon the watchful Chester noted that Dalzel] placed his hand against the pocket ———— Hibernation. Al sleep 1is pPhenomenal, but the sleep which endures the winter through with some warm-blooded ant mals which find themselves suddenly surrounded by frigid weather, and when all functions that make for the best of life are as if they had mever been, is most curious. While it 1o mainly explicable it is none the less astonishing. Ry — ~—— S IS Origin of Auction Sales. Auction sales originated in an- clent Rome, and were introduced to | enable soldiers to dispose of spoils of | war. he devoting his life to her happiness.” A tear came into the eye of the prac- , tical-minded lawyer, Then he resumed: “It seems that a noted specialist claims he can restore her to health, but only through an expensive opera- tion. He requires a thousand dollars in advance for the same. Dalzell has two hundred dollars of the amount at bank and is working to get the bal- ance.” “Take us to Mr. Dalzell and his wife at once,” directed one of the brothers. It was with sheer amazement that Bryce Dalzell greeted his unexpected visitors. “I have come to tell Mrs. Dalzell a story,” announced the lawyer, and then, despite the protestations of Dal- zell, he narrated the details of his heroic self-sacrifice. “And here is the money to at once urge on the effort to cure this dear, devoted woman,” spoke the elder of the brothers touchingly, and he placed a package of banknotes on the table, The wife was crying in the arms of the man whose self-sacrifice she knew for the first time. In her lovely face there was a mute adoration, And the Merry-Andrew—he broke down at last, but beyond his happy tears a grate- ful, gladsome smile illuminated his weary face. ——— Wholesome Garlic. The odorous garlic usually frowned down upon by polite circles in this country is not such a bad sort after all. Indeed, it seems to possess the faculty common to other strong na- tures of making with itself friends of the stanchest “garlic gourmets,” who have been led by easy stages first to “‘endure, then pity, then em- brace.” From the earliest times gar- lic has been used as a valuable article of diet. It formed no inconsiderabie part of the food of the Israelites in Egypt and during their wanderings in the wilderness they wept, saying: “We remember the fish which we did eat in Egypt freely; the cucumbers and the melons and the leeks and the onlons and the garlic.” The medical properties of the garlic were regarded by those old people of the East as especially valuable as a stimulant and for stomach troubles, while to this day it is used as a remedy. As a sea- soning herb, garlic is considered inval- uable, —_— Nagged Him by Gaslight. Without uttering a single word dur- ing the entire proceedings, Carl F. Scheel and his wife, Minnie, told Judge Fritz today the story of their matrimonial infelicity. An interpreter in sign language transmitted the wom- an’s explanation that she desired a dissolution of the marriage bond be- cause her husband is jealous. Scheel declared his wife was con- stantly nagging him “Nagging?” exclaimed the court. “Yes,” the interpreter replied. “He vays she gets up in the middle of the night and lights the gas so she can nag him. He says he has to put his hands to his eyes when she begins to nag, and this makes her angry."—Mil- v\:ukee Dispatch to Philadelphia Rec- ord. the aspirant for & place in the bush Dess world, says & circular sent out by the eficlency bureau of the New Yorx university. The reason given Is that loyalty means success to the employer and resultant prosperity to the employes. ————— Modern Improvements. “They certainly are improving om the old style of sending things. 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