The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-02-01
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suit A man can crawl through .
barbed wire fence II he takes his time
and IL good at lodging and twisting.
but to find name for first novel 10
almost q hopeless undertaking.
Get the character and the name
will come" decided Mr.. Bell with
great wisdom.
He had Q sister Gilmore. She WAS
young and frivolous, and not ct oil
literary inclined. but for those very
reasons she might suggest corker
Of . character She was appealed to.
and after thinking her very hard.
ct for three seconds shs cried
out
Name It 'What!"
"Humph. What sort Of . title 10
that?"
Get everybody to asking What!
and your novel Is 60. Now for
your principal character. Name her
Which -
That's no name" erowled the
brother.
Beet In the world Get the public
to asking Which is What and vice YER
ga. and you'll make a million dol
lars. Now run out and get me two
pound box of chocOlat, $
Mr.. Fell gan 70 realize how Rer-
tina Clay and Old ,S!cuth must have
sat up nights with bags of ice at
their feet, but he 1as not entirely dis
c0uraged. He wou!d hunt for a living
character, instead of taking an imag-
mary one The very next day saw
him on the hunt A novelist can get
character on every street corner.
but not always gilt-edged. as Mr..
Bells must be, and there must be a
romantic meeting to start with He
decided to try parlor car on the
railroad.
The coming novelist boarded
train and rode away for 10 miles. No
romance. Mostly old women! Only
one young lady and she had tooth.
ache and rag around her jaw!
He got on and started back to the
city. Behold! Next to him In the
chair was What" Which," Yes,
he knew her at a glance, and he
heaved a sigh Of relief that his great.
est trouble wes DER. Handsome
MISUNDERSTANDING. she seemed
born for heroine-for What"
which, heroine.
There are men that stare at WON
en- In a way to arouse indignation.
There are others that take further
glances that are construed into com
pliments. He would not have per-
turbed that young lady for another
boiled lobster.
Although Mr.. Bells glances were
furtive, he must get to know his hero
Inc. How else could he get 70 write
Of her many glorious attributesi The
arrival In the city would furnish him
opportunity and excuse She Wa III
alone and"
Can see you to the taxi miss +.
Thanks: ] wish you would b %
lind"
When thsy had reached the door Of
tho waiting vehicle she turned 70
say:
Il Am ashamed to admit that I am
. bit nervous."
Stranger In the c1tyf" he queried.
Yves. almost"
And you think the driver may b q
wicked manf"
He looks 1t to me-"
Sc! might accompany you
How dare ask your"
"Oh. that's all right. Only too happy
to be OF service. Get right in. What
shall tell the man."
HE may drive to 1856 Amster>
dam avenue, to my sisters II she |
had known Of my coming shed surely |
have been here to meet me-"
We'll. you can surprise her"
During the six.mile drive the young
woman admitted that her name was
Betsey Jones and Mr.. Bell admitted he |
was planning a novel and proposed to |
make her the heroine. BY the time
they reached tine address given they
were quite well acquainted, and the
novelist felt that he was in great luck.
1t was an empty house that stared
Them In the face.
Mercy on me-" gasped Miss Betsey.
Your sister must have moved?"
She must, and she never wrote me
about III"
And where will you go now
"Why-Why-"
Il shall not leave you tin you ass
Dafe with your Friends" was the dec
laration.
But Il b 20 far"
Never mind the distance"
Then It's over In Brooklm-Ss7
avenue"
This was = ten-mils ride. but -