The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-12-10

" the addresses given on the list
Lyndon wound up dolorous route
~ noon. His experience had made
u,m serious-more than that. pitiful.
ne mad never faced such sordid dis
uess before. He was practical enough
10 discern that the well-meant philan-
'hropy OF the ladies' society was cir
cumscribed. They had little money to
go on. Ice was, indeed. a blessing to
tne novels Of the poor, but that did not
80 Tar enough 1t was the babies they
planned to reach.
ana most Of them had no milk to
Keep COOL" soliloquized Lyndon. I'll
TX that end of it, though"
And he did, thus: On a certain
morning each one of the persons on
the Ice list received a notice that
every morning and evening q milk
wagon would make the rounds of the
nat Eeach morning and evening a
quart OF pure fresh milk would be
left at their doors.
ana, sure enough. the following day
THIS welcome distribution began. A
grun bewhiskered driver, who did no
talking. began a steady regular routine
OF delivery and ailing babies ceased to
wall
Ihere was great rejoicing among
the denizens Of the fats The identity
OF their generous almoner was un-
known. The driver of the milk wagon
had simply stated that he was "A
Good Fellow The ladies' society
nuttered and wondered. They well
coined this cooperation, but naturally
were curious and speculative.
One afternoon Grace was retiring
from a visit to a sick family at the
Hats. Half mile of bleak prairie
/ separated the section from the built
up portion of the town. A great dash
or rain overlook her. A fierce blast of
wind turned her umbrella inside out
and tore it from her hand.
In dismay Grace was about to make
quick dash for shelter back at the
! flats, when, coming from its direction
/ in the driving rain, she made out the
mysterious milk wagon that had been
the cause of so much curiosity and
comment among her fellow workers
She was gratified at an opportunity to
view in person the generous-hearted
/ almoner who was cooperating with
them in their charity work, as the
driver halted the vehicle with the
gruff hail
Jump in. lady-I'll get you to
town"
Then as Grace crowded to his side
he whipped up his horse. She was
trying to get clear glimpse of the
bewhiskered face when there came q
shock and a crash One wheel had
struck rut. and the vehicle tipped tC
one side with force that flung heI
violently against the dashboard.
oh! Are you hurt?" cried Lyndon
apprehensively, grasping her in hi
arms.
She stared at him strangely. Thu
accent of his natural voice had be
trayed Lyndon.
so you are the mysterious milk
mani" she voiced, and smiled.
That's right" nodded Lyndon, re
moving his disguise. Anything wroni
with it? l hoped to please you ant
do good at the same time. After this
ten per cent Of my income goes t
charity, and, further, I'm going to bu.
and start up that old factory on tn
fats, so as to give the unemploye'
there something to do. We're stalle'
here till the rain stops. Won't yo
express your views?"
About what?" questioned Grace.
MY qualifying for your good opir
ion"
You have always had that" ASSURE
Grace.
Then why can't we 60 into pei
manent partnership for life?" insinl
ated the daring wretch softly.
Why not. indeed? Love in a mil
wagon!-oddity or sentiment, q
Grace thought everything over an
glanced at the earnest, devoted youn
fellow at her side, she made up he
mind-and Ward Lyndon happy!
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