The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-07-21
when He MADE GOOD
Bv JOHNSON w. eITTMAN.

! when are you ever going to make
! good? When are you ever going 10 90
ANYTHING? When are you ever gong
to Justify your birth and breeding ana
ancestry"
And the girl. stamped her pretty
foot hard on the yielding turf
The big fellow in the gray outing
fannels settled back in the hammock
and turned his patrician face to the
questioner.
by jove! you're getting prettler
every day, co.," he said.
Il don't want your compliments or
your praise, Herbert Rollins" she re-
piled with blazing eyes. I want you
to answer my question
The man drew the makingsp from
his pocket and began slowly to roll a
cigaret
What's the use?" he asked
"Use.' she exclaimed. What are
you living for?"
The girl looked at him scornfully.
Now, look here, Nell,' he said,
throwing the cigaret away. Il have an
ample fortune, thanks to the wisdom
and industry of my respected grand
father | don't spend my income-
can't spend it. Why in the name of
goodness should | bother my mind
with money-making? Why should |
harry myself with all the work n6ces-
sary to a successful professional ca
reer when | do not need the emolu-
ments which would crown it in the
very doubtful event that | succeeded
especially when there are so many
good fellows who were less successful
in their choice Of a grandfather and
who are compelled to do these things
in order to live? There is no in
centve"
incentive" exclaimed the girl very
pale I'll tell you one thing, Herbert.
1t has been an understood thing in the
family that am to marry you want
to tell you now that never will marry
such a useless butterfly as you in the
world. I'll marry a coal HEAVIER first"
Rollins looked steadily at her for
minute Then he arose and took her
unwilling hand.
perhaps ii is best SO, Nell" he said
graycly. Il don't know but we would
worry each other intolerably 1t will
raise Cain with Uncle Charley and
your mother but"
What is that, Bert?" interrupted
the girl, pointing to the surf
He turned lazily and looked over
the sun-lit water.
Instantly his entire attitude changed.
He was alive with interest, with pur-
pose, with power.
Great heavens, it is Julia" he ex-
claimed. And she is out far over her
depth and cannot swim stroke. I
have been teaching her to float and
she's let the current carry her out. II
she tries to touch bottom she'll get
frightened and drown"
While he was talking he had peeled
to his trousers and undershirt and
pulled off his shoes, and before Miss
Nellie fairly knew what was going on
he had plunged into the surf and was
making great strokes toward the tiny
head bobbing In the water.
As the girl on the shore watched
him do these things with the rapidly
OF thought and noted his splendid SELF
poise and perfect proportions a CRATE.
full sense Of satisfaction pervaded her.
All he needs is the spur Of neces-
sity," she said. And I'll see that he
gets that. My, but he's a splendid fel
low"
OF sudden the girl floating far out
gave q piercing Shrek and the head
disappeared. Rollins had nearly
reached her. He shouted to her to
float for minute and he would reach
her. But the panic was in her, and
she heard nothing AS she reappeared
on the surface she shrieked again.
Out from the cottages and from the
hotel people rushed to the beach. Mel
lie held her breath in horror. Rollins
was fairly leaping through the water.
Il never saw swimming like that"
said one Of the men who was helping
shove the emergency boat into the
water II think he'll get her."
Nellie looked at the man and smiled
gratefully. All about the people were
commenting on the force and power
OF the man who seemed to be fairly
shooting through the water.
There Is heart. breaking minute or
two and then the strong swimmer
comes up and clutched tightly by the
hair he has the form Of the insensible
girl.
1t was long and hard swim, with
the heavy burden, before the men with
the boat picked them up. And when
they reached the shore q dainty girl
stood clear down to the edge where
the swell Of the water washed her
ankles. AS Rollins stepped from the
boat unsteady from his great exertiou.
she cried:
Bert. you are splendid. I take Il
all back. You are the hero OF my
dreams"
He regarded her inscrutably for q
moment. Then, leaving the uncon.
scious form Of the girl In the boat to