The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1914-02-14
SISTERS SABLE MUFF
BY cLAUDIkE sIssoN.

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Good lands, but I've kicked cat!
Miss Lysle Teller, stenographer IN
the city and living with her mother
in q suburban village, had been one
! Of the last to leave the electric car,
and in the gloom Of winters evening
her foot had struck something SOIL
and furry and kicked 1t ahead OF her'
Here, pussy, pussy. pussy"
But pussy did not respond with q
meow or reproach that shs had been
kicked.
my soul. but its muf!"
SO It was, and Of the latest style
and q very expensive one. OF course,
someone who had passed that way
had lost It
The next morning Misa Lysle asked
the car conductor, but he could not
help her out She was carrying the
mun to the Office with her, and on
the car with her was q hatchet-faced
young man who was given to induc'
ton and inference. Here was girl
whose outfit did not cost over $35,
and yet she was carrying sable
muh that must have cost hundreds.
When Miss Lysle left the suburban
car in the city the young man crowd
ed forward and lifted his hat and
said:
1T Is about the muff wish to speak
to YOU"
"O-h.h!"
my sister will be so glad!"
Then it was your sister who"
II was about to advertise the loss
Of tie fur" suavely observed the
young man.
A young man who didn't like the
look Of the hatchet.faced one at all
had halted within hearing distance,
and he now stepped forward and said
to Miss Lysle:
Il beg your pardon, but is that
young man annoying your"
He claims that his sister lost this
muff, and l don't believe him"
you found 1t, did your"
YES, sir"
Better advertise for an owner. As
for this fellow here, II he doesn't take
himself of III call an officer. He's a
fraud and swindle! Good morning."
The young man took himself of,
but he rode down town On the same
car with Miss Lysle, Just the same.
and followed her to the Office where
she was employed. II he could get
hold Of that muff It would be $50 in
his pocket.
Miss Lysle's brother Ben, the rising
young lawyer. had advised her to ad-
vertise her md. At the Office she was
advised to wait day and let the loser
advertise. She adopted this plan.
When she started for homo in the
evening she carried the nun with
her.
The hatchet-faced young man was
waiting to follow her. That sable
mum was great temptation to him.
Mr.. Clyde Melton. the young sculp.
tor. came along just as the girl STEP
ped to the walk and he followed on
mot because he was seeking airta-
tion-not because he identified her as
the girl Of the morning whose part
he had taken against hatchet-face, but
because he had received a message
from his sister In the same suburb
Miss Lyise lived in stating that some.
thing awful had happened and he
must come as soon as ever he could.
And so the trio rode on until the
All QUIT" Of the conductor was shout
ed. Then there was a scramble, and
Miss Lysle hurried away. the thief fol-
lowed. and the sculptor almost ran.
The thief was too precipitate. He at.
lacked the girl while the sculptor was
yet within hearing. Her screams al
she fought with one hand and held
on to the muff with the other brought
Mr.. Melton back, and he recognized
the assailant at once.
Right and justice seldom triumph.
but this was one Of the exceptions.
The thief was knocked down. He was
punched. He was battered. He was
choked. He had his eyes BACKED and
hts nose skinned. He was jerked to
his feet and kicked around the cor.
ner, and the sculptor turned to re.
ceive the thanks Of the girl with the
sable mum.
She had disappeared
Ten minutes later his sister was
weepingly saying to him:
"Oh, Clyde. it's awful-just awful"
Baby dead!"
NO. I've lost that new sable muff
that I bought the other dayl"
Sable num-"
Yes. l lost 1t on the street com.
ing from the car"
But you have advertised it,"
mo. Fred is away, you know and
l didn't know how to get an advertise.
ment to the city papers. What on
earth shall I do?"
Cease to weep and I'll find your
mum"
The sculptor went back to the spot,
He didn't look for the girls tracks.
He walked two blocks down a side
street and then rang a bell. Luck had
been good guide. It was Miss Lysle
Teller that came to the door in an.
.swer.
It took Just two hours to straisbtsr