The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-03-29


You're wonder" he said in
And to think you live
here and all this comes natural to you.
l should like my wife to meet you"
Il guess she migtn't feel that way"
said the young lady, laughing. What |
do you say to a little supper, Mr..
judd"
This, pa felt sure. was wrong. In |
fact, he had often read of sirens who
lured visitors into restaurants and
there ran up bills for incredible sums
two dollars or even more, Besides,
he knew Ma Judd would never have
sanctioned this He resolved not to
say one word about the events of that
day to her Yet he meekly accepted
the young ladys suggestion and soon
after he found himself seated at ia
BILE facing her and wondering at his
situation This was seeing life with
vengeance
"How much money have you, Mr.
judd" she asked abruptly, as the meal
drew to an end.
Slowly and reluctantly Pa Judd pro-
duced his hundred dollar bill. Then
he fished out eight scventy-iive more.
"Why, you're millionaire" said
the young lady. I'll take this bill for
a hundred and pay the waiter
Stop" muttered Pa Judd.
The young lady looked at him scorn
fully. What do you mean" she
asked. do you think am going to
steal it,"
| mo, but-but thought I'd pay" fal
tered pa.
My dear boy" said the young lady
and pa blushed with pleasure
don't you know it is always the WON
an who pays?"
Pa, who had dimly heard words tt
that effect, suffered the young lady t.
take his hundred dollar bill ant
watched her pass quickly through thu
crowded room. Minutes passed. Nor,
minutes passed. The waiter was look
ing at pa. He thrust the bill unde
his nose Pa glanced at it. 1t wa
for four dollars and twenty cents.
Your friends gone, sir" said tn
waiter, as pa looked up beseechingl
into his face.
Pa staggered out of the restaurant
Early the next morning, having lC
Gated Adam Green, and, after length
conversation concerning earlier days
having succeeded in convincing him o
his identity, Pa Judd touched Adar
for fifteen dollars, much to Adam
disgust, paid his hotel bill, and too
the homeward train.
He reached the little town with
cents in his pocket. The place ha
never looked so fresh and wholesom,
Behind him lay the great city, wit
it's denominations. Pa was cured
absolutely cured of his desire for az
venture. And his brains were awhil
with stories for home consumption.
Lucinda had told him nothing abou
, any change, but he had taken it 70
granted that she would expect at leas
, SIS. He had not succeeded in harmon
izing the various excuses over whic
\
his legs had stopped in front of tn
, house door. And there was Lucind;
, fresh as daisy, waiting to greet hin
We'll. you didn't stay long, pa" sh
said. Are you glad to be HON
, again."
, You bet" answered pa fervently.
, well, Lizzie's here" said his wifi
Lizzie! Here's your uncle hom
, Come and kiss your Uncle Judd"
, Before pa realized it buxom youn
! woman was in his arms, imprinting
, kiss on either cheek. Pa stared an
gulped. 1t was the young lady of th
hotel-also of the restaurant,
Lucinda having vanished, pa locke
). at his niece with a mixture of EN-
tions depicted on his face. Liz
smiled.
And pa felt something slipped int
his hand. He looked down at his hui
, ! dred dollar bill He looked up int
! Lizzies still smiling face.
, Its a plant?" he asked, mouthin
: the words in his humiliation.
YES" nodded his niece, trying har
not to laugh. But she doesn't know
a She was anxious about you, uncle, an
| had to go to New York, so l.
= tracked you from the station. Sh
thinks-she thinks / never got in
word with you"
i. You're a good gel, Lizzie" said p;
! with gratitude. Say. though, woul
; you mind kissing your uncle again
, I'm mighty grateful that you didn
, do 1T yesterday"
y Copyright. 1916, by w. G. Chspman)
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