The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-08-04
THE BULLYING BORlAnOs
BY BARBARA RHODES.


without making a vigorous protest.
The Fardays and the Borlands had
wrangled over boundary lines and
sundry other matters for q decade,
and now that the younger generation
showed a disposition to be friendly
the old mans wrath was stimulated to
frenzy.
Il won't have IT," growled Uncle
Feb.
Ted was talking to Mr.. Dodd, the
lawyer. His pleasant, drawing voice
exasperating Uncle FEB beyond con-
troll.
"Ah, Mr.. Dodd!" Ted was saying.
Uncle Zeb wants you to come down
to Borlands this afternoon-oh. you
can easily make the 2:02 train. Some
thing about changing his will, be-
lieve! l suppose so-thanks-good-
BY"
Think you're mighty clever to have
him down here. don't your" quavered
Uncle Zeb.
Il thought you wanted him down,
Uncle Zeb," returned Ted with
straight look from his brown eyes.
Il didn't believe you were such
fool" grumbled the old man. How
are you going to support that Farday
girl?"
"Lue," corrected Ted quietly. why.
we thought we'd live on the old place
with Miss Henrietta. and I'm going
to raise chickens. You know I've had
considerable luck experimenting on
the farm here"
The telephone bell jingled from its
corner
Answer it, Ted"
Ted's handsome head inclined to
the instrument.
"Yes?-Oh, you, darling? I'm COM
ing over presently. Something impor-
tant? Aunt Henrietta ?-Jove, Lue,
but that's blow. Good-by. sweet
heart. Don't grieve, it will come out
all right-o."
He hung up the receiver and
crossed the room to look down at the
little dried-up old man with quizzical
eyes.
Il suppose Henrietta Farday objects
to having anything as practical as
chicken farm on her estate" sneered
Uncle Zeb.
Ted shook his head.
1T isn't that, Uncle Zeb. Miss Hen
rietta objects out and out to my mar
rying Lue-says she'll be hanged II
her niece marries a bullying Borland.
So there you are!"
And your girl won't chance mar
rying on your salary?'
YES" said Ted proudly; only she
thinks it's her duty to Miss Henrietta
to remain with her. Henrietta Is not
very well, and there is no other rela'
| tive
| As soon as he was alone Uncle Zeh
peered from the window until he saw
that Ted's figure had disappeared
through the gate. Then the old man
hobbled across the room to the tele
phone and called for local number
The deeply masculine voice Of Miss
Henrietta Farday came in answer.
This 10 Zeb Borland," began Uncle
Feb. doubtfully.
"Humph! Bullying Borland!" com
mented Aunt Henrietta in her mos
forbidding accents. I've put my foot
down on your nephew's love-making.
Put your foot DOWN."
"Yes-both feet! There won't b
any bullying Borlands in my family,
declared the old lady.
You can't know Ted very we'll
He's good enough for any girl In Al
mos county-or the world, for tina
matter"
HE isn't good enough for m!
Luella! I don't know how you cal
say he isn't Q Borland. Why, he's thu
living image of what you were. Eel
Borland. forty years ago."
Textbooks like mel did? Pshaw
Henrietta. l never was half as goo'
looking as Teddy" Uncle Zeb's voic'
bore q pleased note.
you were better looking" contra
dicted the lady sharply. Il can prov
It by that miniature"
Silence for q moment.
Uncle Feb smiled into tho mouth
piece of the instrument.
Henrietta Farday-have you KEEP
that picture of me?"
Il keep lots Of trash!" came in
stifled tone.
I've got your picture. Henry, blu
don't call 1t trash" said INCL
Zeb in an oddly gentle tone. You
want to trade pictures with me?"
A hush-then:
you better keep the one you got
and I'll keep mine"
Il should be lonesome without It,
whispered Uncle zeb. I've kept
In my pocket SO many years, Kenny
I'd miss it. But I suppose you'v
kept mine In some trash box-alon
with other trash"
"Zeb Borlard, I'm . liar" blaze
,, Henrietta with all the IRE Of he
youth. i've worn your miniatur
, next to my heart all these years b.
cause it's all there was left of-love
Laugh, II you want to-"
"Henrietta!" How eager was tn
old voice now. TT isn't too late I
have little happiness-justu US two
, ana the young folks-why, there
, enough room in these two houses 10
, ali Of us-and for another generation
What say, Henny?"
Yes" came Henrietta's answe
along the line. There isn't any US