The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-02-08

Il want to do something for You.
Mrs. Farwell," he said humbly.
III you have not lost your vote
by being away" she began.
Il have not, unless you people have
made q criminal charge against me"
said Luke.
THAT We have not done." assured
Mrs. Farwell. "Your vote will help my
husband" e.s..a =.a -
"Then I will go to the polling place
Ut once" said Luke.
He came back in about an hour.
Then he set at work cutting some
wood and cleaning up the yard The
feelings Of Mrs. Farwell began to
soften towards him. He seemed CON-
trite and anxious to make amends for
his past misdeeds. At noon she got
him . lunch and he pottered around
1t various odd Jobs until sundown.
II have . little business with your
husband. Mrs.. Fsrwell" said Lake.
and I'll wait till he comes homo II
you don't object"
mot at ALL" replied Lucy brightly.
but Ransom probably viii not be
home very early. 20 we will have our
supper now"
Lucy could not eat, she was 90 anx-
ious to learn the result Of the cleo
ton. She sprang up from the table,
all excitement and suspense, a. there
was q clatter Of horses hoofs in the
yard outside. She rushed to the door.
A CHEEKY whistle rang out.
"Oh, that means good news!" she
cried hopefully.
Who got it," palpitated the eager
Lucy.
Il am elected" announced her hus-
band proudly.
"Oh, I am so glad!"
by one majority"
by one majority" repeated Lucy.
Eyes, narrow shave for me, but
I'm in safe and sound
He advanced to the table and
brought his hand down with resound-
ing slap on Luke Barrett's shoulder.
And here, Lucy" cried Ransom,
"is the vote that carried the day for
me-"
"Oh, it can't be true!" cried Luke.
tears Of Joy rising to his eyes.
1T is, old fellow" declared Ransom
heartily. "Shake!" you've squared all
the past, forgotten and forgiven, Luke
Barrett, this glorious day."
Not quite" dissented Luke, draw
ing something from his pocket. That
is yours"
In amazement Ransom and Lucy
stared at a little pocket book. 1t was
covered with dust It's edges were
widowed. Its covers were rat-nib-
bled.
Why" exclaimed Ransom, inspect
ing its contents, the whole eight
hundred dollars is here! You didn't
spend any Of It'll"
Il never took 1t away with me,
said Luke. II was dulled with drink
when l broke into your house and
stole the money. In my dazed condi'
ton must have gone up into the barn
loft. I went to sleep. In the night !
wandered of. The next morning ten
| miles from here, / missed the money
and fancied ! had lost 1t along the
road. l was ashamed to come back
and I've led life OF worry and star
walton. Yesterday. in the city. FUN
bling in fob pocket, hoping to find
q stray dime to get bite to eat,
fished out a pinch Of hay seed. In
q fash l seemed to vaguely recall
that night in the loft had put the
money under my head. thinking II
was pillow. came back this morn
ing and found 1t. was desperate ant
had about decided to make of witt
=. -3''g in the kindness
of year dear wife broke me all up
nj III I ch7GgeG man"
"Lul. Barrett spoke Ransom Far
well, grasping the hand of his wei
come guest, there's an application
for an assistant in the position have
been elected to. have faith in you
and you are appointed Let the three
of us start out in this new hopeful
life-together!"
Copyright. 1914. by W. G. Chapman)
Domestic Disturbance.