The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-10-04

her would be IN soIue
II would be impossible 10 ula,o,s
her body in the deep SHOWS u"''' .n'
spring and the warm weather ea"e'
When the SHOWS melted what w2s Goa
cealed would he revealed. Acne sac
could do not. Ing. and atmittrs az
tbat r.i1 vas Acne, tbs conclusion
was as sound as the other.
Now no one had the fainfost mere
that End M.4t.y.d was yet aye -
cept, perhaps, ler f@ther, Mr. S'' =
Maitland. they could not c2"Nl''e
him lie was 50 CID aid set in LIS o. /
ions AID so Ut cry unfamiliar visa t.e
condi. ions that tley tried to &. scr'oe
to him, that he clung to his ba..el III
spite OF all, and finally they let Mn
take such comfort as he coud ilo.a
his vain hore without any further AT
tempt at contradiction.
In spite Of all the arguments, now
ever. Mir. James Arms,rorg was not
satisfied. He was as hopeless as llie
rest, but his temperament would not
hermit him to accept the inevitable
calmly, 1t was barely possible that
she might not be dead, and that she
might not be alone. There was scarce
up enough possibility of this to JUSTIFY
a suspicion, but that is not saying
there was none at all.
Day after day he lad sat in his OF.
fee denying himself to everyone and
refusing to consider anything brood
ing over the situation. He loved Enid
Maitland, lie loved her before, and now
that he had lost her, he loved her still
more
Not altogether admirable had been
Jane Armstrong; outwardiy success
full career. In much that is high and
noble and manly his actionS-and his
characterized often been lacking, but
| even tie base can love, and sometimes
love transforms, II it be given
chance. Tie passion of Cymon for lph-
| igenia, made a man and prince out OF
| the rustic bOOr, and his real love for
Enid Maitland might have done more
for Armstrong than he himself or any
one who knew him as he was, and
few there were who had such
knowledge OF him. dreamed was
possible. There was enc thing that
love could not do, however; 1t
could not male him a patient phil.
osopher, a good waiter. His rule Of
life was not very high, but in one way
1T was admirable, in that prompt, bold
desire action was his chietest charac.
teristic
On this certain morning a month
after the heart,breaking disaster. his
power OF passive endurance had been
strained to the vanishing point. The
great white range was flung in his face
like a challenge. Within its secret re.
cesses lay the solution of the mystery.
Somewhere. dead or alive, beyond the
soaring rampant was the man he
loved. It was impossible for him to
remain quiet any longer. Common
sense, reason every argument that
had oeen adduced, suddenly became of
no weight. He lifted his head and
stared straight westward, his eyes
swept the Ions semicircle of horizon
across when the mighty range was
drawn Ike the chord Of gigantic arc
VI .he string Of mighty bow. Each
~hl'e peak Knocked him, the lnsoleut
aggression of tho r,roo oo,,,,.u
resistiblv to ar,,cr ''oN N'''''0 MIN IT
by Heaycn j." a. .ai,
breath, rising 70 his ron 4 " ""ggF my
no winter, 20" "''''e' VI
Robert s,.it,~n1 no, on
same building. LEVINE o nr,,e oo,, N . .'e
Seterm,nat.on , i'1,'', So o"'e come to a
ccr,ainrv or t ,'t'v was 10 more I'M
strorg's co,~,a T., IVA '''"t Arm
lie was s,arGtrr in N IVA "a ,,niI.' moment
his friead. Tie two ,r ,I,"'e room OF
alone there s.s,t w , ,.Vu were not
low chair bo.ore ." on nI,',,ana l.' sat in
removed from tre g s~,."er window
starirr ort -. ~, ~, uo-N somewhat,
man was bra t"e , .~HSe' The cd
every line Of his T ay rpon In N MS seat,
and dcsr9,r o. -, NV. we sioAe OF grief
yer, he liked best his brots ys :" len zen,
toirs, ard hopr .r a., ir' So OF the noun
cn'et,y "' ioo ,,.ur a.'er horr he sat there
-. Wing at the SUBMITS, some.