The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-11-27
Miss Nell nodded her head.
"TheY don't want II here 2n

Miss Nell nodded her head.
"They don't want it here?"
Miss Nell shook her head.
"And it's murder on the high seas
II we try to raise it,"
Miss Nell handled the weapon as II
she had been used to shooting three
or four men a day since childhood's
happy hours.
Then, begobs, the civil engineer
can take the bullets himself, and
there he comes!" said the foreman as
he walked away.
The engineer of the line was ap-
preaching in buggy, holding the
reins himself and gazing at the good
looking girl in the rocking chair. He
stopped the vehicle opposite and
raised his hat. In response he received
slight bow. He got out of the buggy
and approached and observed:
Fine day, Miss?"
mot for putting up an old tele-
phone pole here?" was the answer.
He liked the girl and the answer.
He liked the way she held her chin in
the air. Her eyes were big and brown,
and they looked right at him. He was
young and susceptible. That is, he
hadn't been all along. but he was now
He was looking at the girl in the
chair respectfully and soberly when
all at once he burst out laughing
Miss Neil half-pointed the gun in his
direction.
"Why. it's about the old weapon
was laughing!" he explained. al
isn't loaded. 1t is rusty. 1t has
neither hammer nor trigger"
But the pole shall not go up here
sir" was the reply.
BLESS you, is it the pole? Why,
thought you were taking a sunbath
The Culvers object to the pole, d,
they?"
Certainly"
"And you are here to champion
their cause? Why, if there is any OF
lection to the pole 1t shall be place
further along. Please don't sit in tn
sun unless you really want to. ais
observe that the chair is in an awl
ward position. If Mr.. Culver had an
objections"
Hes a grasshopper!" interrupte
the girl.
But If his Wife"
"She was out here fighting for he
rights when she sprained her ankle.
just came this morning I am nj
afraid to talk up to anybody. Couldn
have shot any one with this pistol.
Hardly, and I am glad it didn't G
as far as that. pledge you my VOL
the pole shall not 60 up here, and yC
can retire from the contest with no
ors. I-I-that is. 1t strikes me TIL
l ought to call this evening and 81
about Mrs. Culver's ankle. AS the e
gineer of the line"
HAS civil engineering got anythiI
: to do with sprained ankles?" askt
Miss Nell as he gave her hand
i, help her out of the lop-sided chair
"Only in the way Of begging h
pardon and extending sympathy.
will place the chair inside the fent
and the deadly old weapon can be l
stored to its hook. You were pl
pared to sit here all night?"
Eyes, sir, and for a week longer
"Just SO, but you are saved t
trouble. Did you ever see telepho
pole raised to position. Miss
Miss"
Il know this one won't go up here
THAT is settled. The raising
poles is rather curious performan'
I will call this evening to tell you
about 1t, and to inquire about t
sprained ankle. Yes, rather curio
= performance"
"They have to get the girl out
the way first, don't they?" was t
impertinent query.
\ "Well, l didn't hear the gun go
and anybody scream" said Aunt J
as Miss Nell entered the house a
then peered out Of window at
departing young man.
Say, aunt, he was as nice as
could be-" was the reply. "He /
black eyes, dark hair, and"
"Why that's young Bob Thorn
the engineer Of the road. That sett
it. He'd be sure to call. and yo'
like each other, and you'll stay
summer, and he'll be here half
time, and afore fall comes he'll 6
you-"
B. Miss Nell put her hand over
. others mouth. but 1t turned out Il
way, just the same, and the old pts
=. will have a place among the par
=, =. bric-a-brac.