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The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
IN THE WRONG STATE
Story Of hoonshiners and Love
In the kentucky-T
Mountains.
BY HAROLD CARTER.

John Vincent, federal revenue on
Ger acting in Kentucky, pulled in his
mare and coolly surveyed the heights
In front Of him. On every side arose
precipitous mountains, clothed with
their perennial garb Of spruce and
pine. The trail, which wound slug
gishly through the defile, disappeared
into the heart Of the forest, to reap
pear. a sinuous, winding ribbon, along
the flank of the crest There was no
sign Of human habitation in that rug
ged and abandoned land.
Yet somewhere on Bear mountain
was the cabin OF the Norman men,
'moonshiners" and outlaws. And for
the arrest OF Jim Norman. the young
est, vincent held warrant. He had
set forth to bring him into Kempville.
Others had held warrants too; but
Vincent, newly appointed to his post,
was more reckless than they, and he
had dared to ride alone into the heart
Of the Norman stronghold.
He reined in suddenly, for his quick
eyes had caught a glimmering flash
from the peak in front of him. 1t
might have been the sun glancing on
some hidden pool. But it looked more
like light reflected from rifle barrel.
After a moments hesitation he
urged his mare into canter and
plunged into the underground. For
the next half mile he was safe, until
he emerged upon the mountain slopes.
And when at last he came into the
sunlight again he tethered his beast
to a sapling and, drawing his revolver,
began to ascend the peak cautiously
keeping out of the range of the hid
den marksman OF whose existence he
was tolerably sure.
He crouched beside the trail
plunged into the scrub pine, emerg
ing, lost again, until at length he saw
the bare ACTIVITY of Bear mountain
In front OF him And near the sum
NIT was a small log cabin, set in the
midst Of tiny patch of garden
ground. This was the place Of which
he was in search.
His weapon In his hand, Vincent
leaped forward, scaled the boulders
on the summit, and appeared before
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
4 BATTLE IN THE AIR
BY FRANK FILSoN.

Copyright. 1915. by w. G. Chapman)
F1ight-Lieutenants Osborne and Car
ter were like brothers. When two men
ascend into the skies daily. risking
life both from fall and from the bull
lets and shells of the enemy. they are
apt to be drawn closely together.
For three months they had secuted
ahead of the British columns. Os-
borne was the pilot, Carter the observ
er. Osborne. seated behind, guided
the aeroplane. while Carter showered
bombs upon the hostile batteries, or
scanned the landscape.
1t was a little thing that changed
the situation completely so far as Os-
borne was concerned He had been
engaged to Mary Lanning: the engage
ment had been broken off owing to
foolish quarrel. Desperate with love
and jealousy, but too proud to own
himself in the wrong, Osborne had
been eating his heart out with the
secret passions that consumed him.
AS the two men were preparing to
ascend, Carter tripped over a rope
and fell In falling. he dropped a pack
age from his pocket. Osborne stopped
and picked it up for him. 1t was a
bundle of papers, among them photo
graph. The photograph was that of
Mary Lanning. Osborne knew that
Carter was engaged to be married,
The black rage that overcame him
made any reference to the matter i'm
possible. Osborne handed back the
package to Carter and got into the
aeroplane The two assembled, Os-
borne behind, Carter in front. his
glasses in his hand ready to note the
dispositions of the enemy's forces
Ali the while that he was guiding
the machine the rage in Osborne's
heart was increasing. He meant to
kill Carter That his friend had sup
planted him in Mary's affections was,
to him. in his condition of mind. an un.
pardonable treachery. He was plan
ming hard when out of the blue ap-
peared tiny spcck which resolved
itself into German monoplane.
Carter grinned at Osborne and shout
ed, but his words could not be heard
above the motor. Osborne nodded and
pointed toward the monoplane, whose
outlines were now distinctly discern
ible He drove in on it, and soon the
great dove-like implement of war. with
its waiting pilot and observer, was
within the mile.
Osborne wheeled and approached
the taube, which had also returned up
on its course. Carter looked back and
shouted Osborne could just make out
the meaning of his words. He was d.
recting Osborne to fly diagonally
across the front of the monoplane, so
that he could get in his shots Os-
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02

borne made as II to do SO; but as the
taube approached, threatening immi-
nent destruction, he shot to one side.
The two vessels passed broadside
on. The occupant of the taube was
shielded by the metallic framework,
while Carriers body was entirely ex-
posed Flashes and shots sprang
from either weapon, and at once the
two ships were drifting away from
each other.
The look in Carriers eyes almost I'M
nerved Osborne. He thought of Mary
Lanning. Once more the mad fury
mounted into his brain. AS the ma
chimes approached each other for the
second time. Osborne deliberately
steered so that Carter's entire body
was exposed to the fire of the Ger
mans automatic.
This time there was no room for a
miss. Carter collapsed in a heap upon
the chassis of the biplane. Osborne
looked at the huddled heap in front Of
him, and then, ignoring the renewed
challenge of the triumphant German,
shut off his motor and volplaned down.
ward
In a little field the machine came
heavily to earth. Osborne sprang out
and lifted his companion. The hate in
his heart had been succeeded by re-
morse 1t seemed incredible now that
he was responsible for Carriers death.
Carter was breathing heavily. He
opened his eyes, looked up and smiled
at Osborne.
Give me-the photograph in my
pocket" he whispered.
Osborne pulled it out and placed It
In Carriers hands. Carter studied it
attentively-then spoke again.
Bend down." he whispered. Il want
to tell you that | have-wronged you
deeply. She loves you"
What are you saying?" cried Os-
borne wildly,
she loves you" Carter muttered.
She did not know where you were. /
promised her-to tell you. didn't tell
you because loved her, Osborne.
hoped she would forget you. But she
wouldn't have me. 1t was you all the
time. old man. Forgive me"
His voice gathered strength Lis
ten," he went on Il wanted to tell
you-some time Today, when you
drove into the line of fire IL thought
you knew and were trying to kill me.
l deserved II"
Il did" shouted Osborne. Il didn't
know she loved me, though, and l had
seen her photograph fall from your
pocket ! tried to murder you. | was
mad with jealousy. My blood be on
my own head"
1t was not until the surgeon began
to examine Carriers wounds that o.
borne realized they had been found.
He watched the doctors face eagerly.
ANY hope?" he asked
But before the surgeon could reply
Carter's eyes opened again.
"Hope?" he said feebly ''Of course
there's hope Haven't got to be best
man at-you know, Osborne
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
CHRONICLE OF THE SINNER
Being the Story Of Man Mean
Enough to Deceive Even His
Trusting Wife.

At two o'clock in the morning Will
liam Wilberforce succeeded after
many efforts in getting his key to
serve the purpose for which it had
been made. Then he stumbled into
the hall and fell over an upturred
corner of rug This awakened Mrs.
WHEREFORE, who switched on the
electric light.
When she got downstairs her hus-
band was sitting up and staring va
cantly at a beautiful picture of Queen
Louise of Prussia.
why, William" exclaimed his wife.
what has happened? Where are
your glasses? How did you get that
cut on your nose? Why are your
clothes all covered with mud?"
Mr.. Wilberforce put his hands up
to his face and sobbed.
Dearest" Mrs. Wilberforce cried,
kneeling beside him, tell me what
Is the matter"
Il cant IN dear" he replied, ''it
was awful! Horrible!"
20, William! Is it possible that
you have been"
mo. no, it amt possible" he in
terrupted. Wash ASSAULTED by rob-
beresh. Tha'sh wha' happened
Darling! Are you badly hurt?
Did they rob you of everything?"
mo. m only stunned, that's all
only stunned. licked m both. They
didn't get my watch, n they didn' get
my money. I'm all ri'-jush stunned,
thash all
"shant l phone for the doctor.
dear?"
mo, IN all ri. Jush little stunned
--tha'sh all"
Then, believing him. she helped him
upstairs and assisted him to get into
bed.
Yet there are those who refuse to
admit that simple faith Is better than
Norman blood.-Chicago Record
Herald.
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
bread-and-Butter Studies.

The complaint that colleges are
moving too rapidly away from the old
learning is one very frequently heard
in our day. Many people have attrib-
uted this drift to the fact that un-
dergraduates are permitted to map
out their own courses of study. and
to do this under the influence Of de-
fusion that only the sotermed "prac-
tical" subjects are apt to prove Of any
service to them in after life. Hence
the classes IN accounting, or in indus
trial chemistry, or in political science
are large enough to tax the capacity
of college lecture rooms. while pro-
fessors of Greek or Sanskrit discourse
to half-empty benches on the beauties
Of the Odyssey" and the aphorisms
of the "Rig-Veda."
But the experience of the univer-
sity extension courses which have
been offered In Boston during the last
three or four years seems to prove
that the superior magnetism Of the So
called bread-and-butter studies is just
as pronounced in the outer world as
1t is within the college gates.-Boston
Herald
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
love IN A COTTAGE
How a "Good Fellow" Made
Good His Promise to Pro-
spectiVe Father-in-laW.
ey JAMES HENRY ASHLEY.

81 hate to do it, Millie. Of course
1 respect your father. just as | love
you, but / am decidedly afraid he
is going to put a dampener on my
my
Budding afections!" mirthfully
supplemented Millie Of the bright
laughing eyes and ever happy heart.
"Oh, you great coward! Why, papa
wouldn't harm fly"
But I'm not a fly" demonstrated
Marvin Bates. dolefully. I'm big.
laundering idiot who has been lucky
enough to interest the best girl in
the world, and expect that her family
are going to turn their jewel over
to a fellow who has not had the
sense to save up enough to give her
the golden cage she has been used
to-"
Marvin" said Milly. quite serious
ly, Il told you at the start that my
longing girlish ideal has been love.
true love, in cottage, a real cot
tage."
Yes" assented Marvin, ruefully,
but where Is the cottage"
That's just what papa wants to
talk to you about" replied Milly.
with dancing eyes. 80 60 ahead. you
great modest fellow, and don't let him
make you believe that I'm too precious
to work for"
1t was a pretty tryins ordeal for
Marvin. All his life he had been what
is called "a good fellow" Not a
reckless roysterer in any sense of
the word, but true-hearted. careless
of his money, sometimes careless of
his obligations. When a friend was
In need he could always rely on Mar
win to help him out. When Marvin
took fancy to anything he bought
1t, no matter what it might cost.
Hitherto he had rather prided HIM
self on his good fellow actions.
That bubble reputation. however,
seemed fiimsy as tissue paper as he
entered the library Of the Worthing-
ton home and faced the hard-headed,
practical father of the girl he loved,
In whose hands lay all his destiny at
that moment.
"Milly, that is, my-your daughter
Miss Worthington, thought | had bet
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Native Brazilian Drama.

Brazilian authors have for some
time been endeavoring to create ma
tional drama for the big South Amer
lean republic. Heretofore tho plays
presented have for the most part been
OF French origin. lie Bresil Econo-
mique, of Rio de Janeiro, now heralds
a native success in La Belle Madame
Vargas" by Joao do Dio, newspaper
man OF that city play which i is
predicted will be the beginning Of
the Brazilian theater. The play is to
be taken to Paris, where 1t is expect
ed to meet the same success that 1t
has had at Rio. and from which La
Belle Madame Vargas may find the
road to English and American thea
tiers.
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Massenet's Manusc rIpts.

BY his will Massenet left his man
uscript music to the Opera. but 1t
will not be placed in the archives
Of the National Academy Of Music
until after the death of Nine. Mas
senet. The deceased composer ex-
pressed the wish that his wife should
remain in charge Of the manuscripts
because their careful arrangement,
classification and preservation had
been wholly her work. France has
a jealous eye upon Massenet relics,
for the memory of her composer is
very dear to her.
Every day some anecdote of the
musician appears in the newspapers,
of which the following. taken from
the Figaro, is typical. A critic was
indulging In extravagant praise Of
Massenet to his face, and wound up
his flattery: Wagner? What was
he? His talent is most absurdly ex-
aggerated have to nick and choose
among a lot of rubbish in Wagner"
rs that so?" came the composers
suave reply 81 should be quite hap
by with what You leave"
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02

:" Reckon It's Jim You're After"
the door Upon the threshold. rifle
in his hands, stood q young man. HIS
back was turned and he was attempt
ing to eject stuck cartridge.
Hands up" yelled Vincent.
The man started, stared at him for
an instant, and then, with a sudden
dash. leaped across the cabin. gained
the rear entrance, and was away and
running like deer. Vincent follow
ed him. He was certain that this was
Jim Norman, whose appearance had
been particularly impressed upon him
by his superior officer when he start
ed on his mission.
Looks like his sister," he said.
You've seen that Norman girl down
at the store? Her image! Don't 60
arresting the girl instead Of him." he
laughed.
Jim Norman had only recently re-
turned from parts unknown, to re-
sumo his "moonshining" operations,
which had been broken up by the au-
thorities two years before. The rest
Of the gang was hiding somewhere
across the Tennessee boundary; Jim
alone had ventured back to the cab
In on Bear mountain.
His revolver In his hand, the young
officer followed the fugitive. But.
though in the pink of condition, he
could not lessen the distance between
himself and the young mountaineer.
His hope, however, was in his supe-
rior staying powers.
But just where the crest dipped
down into the valley below the fugi-
tive flung himself painting upon the
ground, and, as Vincent ran forward,
held up a hand and called:
Stop! You can't come nearer!"
Vincent did stop. from sheer sur
prise. For this voice was a distinct
and clear woman's voice and, as he
looked he saw a strand of long, silken
dark hair floating freely from below
the old SLOUGH hat.
Miss Lily" he gasped.
The girl sat up and laughed. Yes,
I'm Miss Lily" she said. Il reckon
it's Jim you're after"
Where is Jim?" he demanded saw
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02

egely, standing over her. He had or
en- seen her in Kempville, this dark
haired and blue-eyed mountain girl.
Of that perfection of type which
dourishes, as in Its native soil,
in the Kentucky hills. The sight of
her, flushed with her race, her eyes
alight with triumph. set his heart fu-
riously beating, and, mingled with
this new emotion, was one OF anger
and shame at having been outwitted.
"Jim?' she drawled. oh, Jim was
In the woodshed when you came up.
I reckon you won't find him now.
though. Jim's swift runner. reck-
on Jim's swifter than me, and you
couldn't catch me-" she Knocked.
"Then-then-" he stammered.
Now, Mr.. Vincent" said the girl
soothingly, IF it hadn't been for me
you'd never have reached Bear noun
tain. Jim had bead on you all along
the trail. You've got me to thank
for saving your life by this here
change of parts"
well, I've got you, anyway" said
Vincent sullenly.
Il reckon not" she drawled.
why not?"
Because" she answered, this is
Tennessee, and | reckon your terri
tory's Kentucky
Vincent was dumbfounded. He had
forgotten the warning. carefully con-
| veyed, that the Norman cabin was de-
, signedly perched upon the border line,
and that therefore he must take his
captive within the cabin itself
You stop right where you are"
said Lily IF you lay finger on me
I'll tell the governor Of Tennessee"
! A light of amusement flickered in
Vincent's eyes. Deliberately he
! stretched out his hand, found the cool,
slender fingers of the girl, and held
! them.
! Il guess the law doesn't say any
| thing against amicable visiting be-
! tween the states, does it?" he asked.
WELL" she admitted, if you come
! that way. II guess 1t doesn't"
Vincent stepped forward and
| planted both feet firmly upon Tennes-
see soil
! Nor about-this?" he asked.
| And placing his arm round her, he
drew her to him and kissed her upon
( the lips.
Lily" he said, this isn't love at
first sight, for I've loved you since
first saw you in Kempville. But 1t
comes mighty near, and IL / can't get
! Jim-why, reckon I'm going to get
| you some day"
Copyright 1912. by w G. Chapman)
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02

ter see you, sir" Numbered out Mar
vim, tripping over a rug and landing
on the pet corn of his prospective
father-in-law.
BE seated" spoke Mr.. Worthing-
ton in tone that sent cold chills
down the back of the ardent sutton.
Il have been advised of this ill-ad-
vised match"
"Oh, don't say that, sir" inter-
rupted Marvin, beseechingly. 81 have
loved your daughter for two years"
"Ha-hum! Two years you've been
thinking of getting married. eh?"
questioned Mr.. Worthington.
Yes, sir. You see, we love each
other"
That's all right" interrupted Mr..
Worthington, mercilessly. How much
have you saved during that time?"
Marvin foundered. He wriggled
about In his chair. his lips strove to
frame an explanation. found no posi-
BILE basis for it, and he sat staring
vacantly at nothing.
Young man." said his stern Judge,
81 know more about you than you
think. You will tally me OF II you
please. You have earned twelve
hundred dollars a year and are in
debt. In the name Of wonder, how do
you expect to support two on your
salary, when you have not been able
to keep clear of debt, alone?"
That's So" acknowledged Marvin
In repentant despair. only, you see,
he added, Frightening up now, I'm
going to begin to save"
"When?"
Right away"
Sure OF that, are your"
"Oh, yes, sir I'm going to cut out
the club, put SO much aside every
week, and economic in every way
can"
THAT will be necessary, if you
marry my daughter" declared Mr..
Worthington. Now, I am going to
be explicit with you. Miles mother
left her the cottage and lot on Maple
! street. 1t is a good enough home for
anybody. That gives you free rent
provided you can save twenty-five dol
lars a month till twenty-four notes
, amounting to $500 are paid. Can you
do that?"
81 certainly can" began the op
timistic lover heroically.
will you do It? II you think any
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Valuable Oak Carvings.

In the vaults of St Paul's cathedral
in London is stored away rich store
of priceless oak carving, part of which
was originally in the cathedral, and
part removed from city churches
when demolished. A selection Of these
relics, consisting mostly Of woodwork
placed in the cathedral in the time of
Sir Christopher Wren, has just been
lent to the Geffrye museum of the L
c. C. OF special interest are prayer
desk. an oyerdoor. stall brackets,
trusses, and an oak capital. all beautf
fully carved. together with specimens
Of Ti5ou's ironwork.
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Primitive Matches,

The first matches OF which we have
any account were thin splinters Of
wood about four inches long tipped
with sulphur. They were ignited when
live Goals or other fire were not avail
able by means OF finder box and its
copartner. flint or steel Fire was first
communicated to the finder by sparks
of burning metal struck from the steel
by the flint
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Teachers Duty to Pupil.

It is the teachers duty to furnish
and enthusiasm, to set the
pupil thinking along right lines, to
put him In the way of finding out
things for himself. II you can do
this, much of the definite, practical
working out of problems may be left
for the home.-Normal Instruction.
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
The Power Of Toxins.

One thousandth of gram of
tetanus Cockjaw) toxin is enough to
kill horse weighing 1900 pounds or
six hundred million times its weight
More remarkable still, one-thousandth
Of milligram of tubercular toxin
will produce action on a man weigh
ing 132 pounds-sixty trillion times its
Vefeht
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
The Flyinu Machine,

The idea of the flying machine 10
thousands of years old, but the real
father of the heavierthan-a aero
plane was Professor Langley, al
though the first to actually fly
through the air in such machines
were the Wright brothers in 1908.
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Humanity's Responsibility

recognize the law of duty; to main
tain the supremacy of the higher over
the lower parts of our nature-this is
our responsibility for life and its gifts.
w. E. Gladstone
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Public Opinion In Russia.

Persigny once said to Napoleon III:
you can do almost anything with
bayonets except sit on them" So
you can do almost anything with pub
lie opinion in Russia except wholly
suppress 1t by sitting on it.-George
KEENAN, in the Outlook.
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Distracted Order.

Owens-How do you do, Mr.. Shears.
What can you show me in the way
of a new suit today?
His Tailor-Your bill. sir-that is
decidedly in the way OF new suit
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Wanted q Diagram.
WHERE YOU GET SERVICE

"That young wife was evidently
buying her first turkey" she was,
said the dealer. land she was greatly
surprised that no book OF instructions
went with it'-Louisville Courier
Journal
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Identified.

The men who give the excuse thai
they don't care anything about an su-
tomobile, but are buying to please
their wives, are perhaps the same
ones who borrow a boy to take to the
circus.--South Bend News-Tribune.
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
While You're Makina Plans.

Do not allow the making Of plans
for tomorrow to interfere with doing
what you planned yesterday to do to-
day-Youth's Companion.
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Such Ignorance.

PA, what is pourparler?"
What Have you been studying
ornithology for whole year and don't
know what pourparier is? I'm sur
prised at you'll"
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
Poor Old Rid Had

Look. mamma" said little Edna. as
q man with a bald head and full beard
entered the room. There's a man
whose hair has all growed down
through hfa fn~~fs
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
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hone 27S Blue.
The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-02
he Professions
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CHIR0PRACTOR
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Lady in Attendance
les Building, Between Park
and Auditorium
OFFICE HOURS
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