The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-02-26
spent August with her family BY the

~ INC oouIucS CNOA oihSC NO SouAo
| remember
They got through the meal perfume
torily and when 1t was over the two
younger men went of arm in arm to
the telegraph Office, while Pearl went
ito have good cry" in her mothers
room.
Dolores Stuyvesant walked . little
apart. Her grief was deep also; but.
as he had not given her the precious
right to show 1t, she would keep 1t
to herself So she crept away to the
deserted croQuet lawn behind the ho-
tel, and sat down on . rustic bench
facing the sea.
A heavy step crushed the gravel
path, and hastily her handkerchief
went to her eyes - she gave . very
creditable imitation Of q sneese.
Then she looked around. Old Bon
tine was looking at her with eyes full
Of sympathy.
Eth. my dear, its . bad business
what?" And he sat down beside her.
"Oh, dreadful. Mr.. EJntine! SO ter
rible for dear Perl. And she was 20
lovely about 1t. Oh, it-it-makes
me so unhappy"
"Yes, my dear, but she has to b
soldiers wife and to get used to this
sort Of thing. It's worse in q way
for poor Spencer" He was watching
her narrowly now. She knew 1t, but
could she keep the hot blood from
mantling her cheek?
"These war correspondents, you
see. are non-combatants, and they run
all the risks-eh. my dear, did you
say anything?" For she had uttered
sound that might have been . sob.
YES" he went on ruthlessly, ITS
such pity, because he gets no glory.
But it's his living, he says, and he's
too proud to let me- Oh, bother!"
he continued, as II struck by sud
den idea, why can't he marry? But
it's no use. The very fact Of girl
having sixpence to bless herself with
would choke him OF, even II he wor-
SHIPPED the ground she walked on. He
told me So"
He paused suddenly, half-frightened
at the effect Of his words. For she
was leaning forward now, scarcely
breathing, her great eyes fixed on
his, as she said, ALMOST inaudibly, "He
-told-you so! When?"
Then he dashed straight ahead. Il
was now or never!
"Why, only last night, after yol
had all gone to bed, chaffed him
only my little joke, you know, and
he Yes" he concluded defantly. 81
meant to tell You this. 1t seemed 6
shame to let everything 60 wrong fol
want O. y mcddlesome old fool to put
1t right. You-you are not angry will
me, my dear-what?"
And, With silent prayer that hi'
Lavinia, 10 whom he had been faith
full all tseir welded days, might no
| at that dreadful moment be lookinl
in their direction, he suffered her Il
press her cool young lips to his ros!
> old cheek.
And still the August sun shon'
l brightly, though this time we see
/ over London town. Yet smart car
and carriages rolled in and out Of tn
side streets that led to the squares
and 1t was hard to believe that tn
great city was as empty as the news
papers would have their readers thinl
1t.
II SO, at any rate, thought Spence
Lathom. as q minute before noon h.
passed into the shade under the poi
tico of Claridge's and sent his nam
| up to Miss Dolores Stuyvesant Whicl
accomplished. this ordinarily sell
| possessed man felt so nervous tha
he actually contemplated seekin
safety in flight and was only indee
stayed from making SO ignominious
y retreat by the vision that suddenl
barred the way.
!, "Ah, this is just lovely Of you! s
you got my letter, say?"
!. And here l am" was the reply.
:. Come in right here" she said, the
bit her lip. Nov look here, Nj
. Spencer Lathom, I'm going to ga
> what's in my mind. It's . way W
. have in Gods country. And, whateve
= you may think of it, know that 20
!. are gentleman and will say nothin
|. to anyone"
:. Not daring to think what this VOL
derful darling was going to say mex
no could only feebly bow his assent.
. Very well then. 70 do-rath<
70 like NEEDN'T youf"
y Like her! Like her! He wante
= to fall down and kiss her feet, b,
= he was not going to tell this Dolls
- Princess what was in his mind.
. You know you do! Why. you tol
Mr.. Bontine 30 only the other night
y Az his confusion became more ev
10 dent, she grew calmer. It 10 . VI
70 women have.
u "Yes." she proceeded with deliber
% ton, you also told him that tho'
blamed dollars Of mine-which
.. can't help a little mite. and which a
d rather nice after all-were in the wa
er and-O. Spencer Lathom, Spencer L
x thom. I'm thinking you're just q CO.
ard after ALL"
he But" he stammered, white as
III sheet.
But" she interrupted, I'm n
Is anyway, not me. Spencer Latho
t's will you marry mel" She all
Is, swooned. Then he caught her. in b
r! arms.
he Gruesome Relics Not In Demand
lie. Hangmen's autographs are not
T." valued marketable property. A II
re- days ago a collection Of letters be-
nd ing the signatures Of Calcraft. Der
he and Ellington. with the autograph
II The uotorinuc NrinNon thrown In mr.