The Ocala evening star., 1915-05-01

old time, but since Mr.. Brand gave
the boys some new engines a little
over a year ago, the people along the
line have gone to setting their watch
es by the train. Along about dusk
of a spring or summer evening 1t
comes to Tarpon Springs, which is the
Corinth of Florida, on account of it's
great preponderance of Greek fisher
men; and for it's Gulf of Corinth it
has the Gulf of Mexico, and for its
Gulf of Angina it has Lake Butler.
With its handsome station, paved
streets, brightly lighted stores, little
white way and crowds of people, Tar
pom Springs shines up brilliantly in
the evening.
As the train goes on south from
Tarpon, as one looks out of the win
dow he notes that there is constant
succession of electric lights. Everyone
of the incessant little villages, and
even the country roads, show the
CLEAN of the incandescents, shining
thru orange groves and pine trees as
well as streets.
Soon you come to a big blaze of
lights, a big bunch of houses and a
big hustle of people. You would know
you were at Clearwater, even if you
did not see, leaning against tele-
phone pole as wide as himself, a man
six feet and one hatchethandle high,
who benevolently lamps the crowd
thru glasses as big as two young
moons. Willis B. Powell of the Clear
water Sun lived many years in vii
lage in the cornfed belt, and never
has since broke himself of the habit
of going to see the train. He meets
80 and 40 and the Tarpon short and
most of the freight trains and No. 3S
except on Sunds and Wednesday eve
nings. On those dates, he is at church
or prayermeeting when she comes
along.
This reminds US to remark that
Powell's Sun has been shining just a
year April 80, and it is the brightest
rag of its size in the U. S.
Clearwater is the saltwater suburb
of Ocala. Many of our people have
gone there, and by so doing become
rich Our baseball team likes to go
there, even tho it generally gets the
kibosh put on it for so doing. The
people feed the boys so high they
can't make much more than g snail's
gallop around the bases. They have
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might interfere with the young folks
swimming in the bay or roasting oy-
sters on the beach, according to the
season. Clearwater is just 1138 miles
from the Panama canal, and intends
to put on line of steamers to Callao
as soon as the war is over. .
Going on south, the towns are so
thick that the train stops about as
often as a streetcar, and eats up the
time gained by hurtling at so miles
an hour across the pinywoods between
San Antonio and Tarpon.
1t keeps up with the watch, tho,
and little after 8 o'clock the houses
begin to thicken into a city, the train
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speed, the bell clangs necessarily for
wide, paved avenues, over which the
rows of light seem to twinkle to the
horizon, the wheels clang over the
switches, a brilliantly lighted busi-
ness center comes in view, the train
slows to a stop as the hands of the
timepiece point to 500, and stepping
out into an uptodate passenger sta
ton, you are in st. Petersburg.
We don't know what is the first
thing for other folks to do, but being
a newspaper man, the first thing we
did was to go to tell Straub we were
in his town, and ask permission to