The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1914-09-02

brushing my myers. trying, unCOnSClOus}y, to rio
them guilty q the absent dust from the haf-cal
JACKS OF Lamb. ChauCer, Hazttt. Marcus Aurelius
Nonta!-ne and Hood She was exquisite she was
valuable discovery Nearly everybody nowadayt
knows too nucA--oh. much much-of real life
I could perceive clearly that Azalea Adair wa:
very poor. \ house and a dress she had, not mucl
else I fancied. So divided between my duty to the
magazine and my loyalty to the poets and essayists
who fought Thomas in the valley of the Cumber
land listened her voice which was like harpst
chords, and found that could speak of con
tracts In the presence Of the nine MUSES. and the
three Graces one hesitated to lower the topic Il
cents. There would have to be another colloquy
spoke Of my mission, and three o'clock of the next
afternoon set for the discussion Of the business
proposition.
depart (Which IS the time for smooth generallties)
seems to be 4 quiet. sedate place. home town
7 should say. where few things out Of the ordinary
ever happen"
AzaIea Adatr seemed to reflect.
Z have never thought Of it that way" she said
with q kind Of sincere intensity that seemed to
belong to her Isn't If in the still quiet places
that things do harnon fancy that when God 6egar
10 create the earth on the first Monday morning one
could have leaned ont ores window and heard the
drops of mud splash from His trowel as He built
up the everlasting hills What did the noiseSt project
IN the world the building Of the tower OF
Babel-resQit in fn2ilE2 page p and hair OF
of course" said I platttudinOusly, human nature
IS the everywhere; but there is more color
er-more drama and movement and-er-romance IN
some cities than in others"
ON the surface said Azalea Adair. ~ have
Travelled MANY times around the world in a golden
airship waited on two wings-print and dreams
have seen Con Of my imaginary tours) the Sultan
of Turkey bowstring with his own hands one Of his
wives who had uncovered her face In public.
have seen in Nashville tear up his theater
tickets because his wife was going out with her face
covercd-with rice powder In San FranCiscos China
town I the slave girl Sing zee dipped slowly,
inch hv inch in boiling almond oil TO make her
swear she would never her American lover again
She gave in when the boiling oil had reached three
inches above her knee. At q euchre party In East
Nashville the other night I Kitty Morgan cut
dead by Of her schoolmates and lifelong friends
because she had married house painter The boiling
1frv HiV1oq hpTh na hl1
could have the fine little smile that she carried
from table to table. Oh. yes. it is humid rum town
Just Il few miles If red brick houses and mud and
stores and lumber yards.
house. Azaoa A11ir bTeathed q soft apology and
+Lroc r,f511tos Nh Interviewer eTeq faint fusb
her checks, and ten lifted from her shout
ders. :.
She reached ard shook little iron bell In shufHed
small negro girl about twelve, barefoot, not very
tidy, Glowcrng at me with thumb in mouth and
Azaiea Adafr opened a tiny. worn purse and drew
out a dollar bill dollar bill with the upper right
hand corner missing. torn in two pieces and pasted
together again with strip OF blue tissue paper. 1t
one OF the bills had given the piratical negro
there was doubt Of it.
Go up to Mr. Bakers store on the corner, 1mpy,"
she said, handing the girl the dollar bill, "and get
quarter of a pound of tea-the kind he always sends
me-and ten cents worth of cakes. Now, hurry.
hausted,' She EXPLAINED to
Impy left BY the back way Before the scrape
Of her hard. bare feet had died away the back
porch. wild shrieF-I was sure it was hers-fled
the hollow house. Then the deep. gruf tones Of an
squea1s and untntclibIe words.
Azaea Adair without surprise emotion and
disappeared. For two minutes heard the hoarse
rumble Of the mans voice; then something like an
oath and slight scufle and she returned calmly to
This is n roomy house" she said. land I have
tenant for part Of it sorry to have to rescind
kind I always use at the store Perhaps tomorrow
Mr. Baker will be able to supply me-
the house. inquired concerning street-car lines
and took my leave After I well my way
remembered that 7 had not learned "Azalea Adar's"
name But tomorrow would do.
That same day started in on the course Of niquty
mar ms un2vehlu CITY Iorceo upon me- was IN the
lie shameIessIv by telegraph be an accomplish
after the fact if that is the correct legal term
AS rounded the corner nearest my hotel the Afrlte
Coachman Of the pOlyChromatic nonparei seized
swung open the dungeony door of his perIpatetic
sarcophagUs frted his feather buster and began bis
jus got back from a funeral. Fifty cents to any"
And then he knew me and grinned broadly "'Scuse
me. boss: you is de genIman what rid out with
me dis mawnin'. Thank you kindly sun
Il an going ont to SCI again tomorrow afternoon
at three" said I. and if You will be here I'll let
YOU drive So you know Miss Adair?" con-
Guided. thinking Of my dollar bill.
! belonged TO her father. Judge Adair. SUBJ" he
= judge that she is pretty poor" said "sbe
hasn't much money to speak Of. has she:'
For an instant I looked again at the fierce coun-
tenance Of King Cettiwayo and then be changed back
70 IN extortionate old negro hack driver
She amt gwine to starve, subj he said slowly
She has resoces sub; she has reso'ces.'
L shall pay you fifty cents for the trip" said l.
Dat is pufeckv correct. SUBJ" he answered hunbly
Il JUS had to have dat two dollars dis mawnin,
boss
went to the hotel and lied by electricity.
wired the magazine: "A Adatr holds out for eight
cents a word.
The answer that came back was: Give it TO her
quick You duffer."
lust before dinner major" Wentworth Casveu
bore down upon me with the greetings Of long