The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-10-14
The Finding
of Adelia
Copyright. by J. B. Lippincott Co..


We discovered one morning that we
must replace our household assistance.
and that we had but brief time in
which to readjust matters. Fortunate
ly, Sunday was at hand, and securing
first editions and an early train-the
latter by q scratch-I set out for New
York to pick up any desirable domes-
tim worm that might not already be
caught, and that would agree not to
turn under the pink-heeled tyranny of
childhood.
On the way in l read feverishly
any columns that seemed promising
and arranged a sequence of inyesti-
| cations.
I rode ten blocks and climbed four
flights Of very gloomy. smelly stairs
into Sweden. had been hopeful Of
\ Sweden. | had heard that Swedish
girls we're good girls. and even when
a sQuare-built, muscular maiden came
out into the hail. closing the door
firmly behind her, was only vaguely
| alarmed. Through the odorous dark
l babbled to her of green fields and
wooed her with promises of several
dollars per week and Sunday out. She
listened until was quite empty,
then
You Law in country"
We'll. yes, it is called country. It is
really part of the city, you know. with
trains every few minutes-nearer. in
fact, than many points Of Harlem.
We
Il tank not go to country"
But what's the matter with the
country" | asked
She reflected on the matter before
replying.
IL tank get sack dere"
Sick? Why, the country's the place
to get well in. How do you get
sick?"
This required still more reflection
She had to think up something's
thing good and hard that would close
the interview.
II tank I have palms," she an
nounced. at last, and there was a note
in her accent that caused me to edg,
VII SioSei " the hedu VI wv
stairs.
"Ah, pains And-eh, would YOU
would you mind telling me where 20,
have these pains? l have some med
ical knowledge-I-"
Il tank have pains in my lags.
tank know have my pains. tanl
| know what do. tank | not 60 t
country"
But | was halfway down the to-
flight by this time, acquiring spec
as | descended into the mystery @
hlackness below
Maid of Sweden. when cart,
Give me- please. running start
: | murmured as | touched the bottor
and escaped into the soiled misery c
the jangling street. That these b,
nighted creatures should prefer tn
=, wretched. soulless round and wrangl
of their present existence to the clea
bed and outlook offered them wa
!. not easy to understand. But l wa
!. in no mood to philosophize. | mad
my way to West Forty-third stree
for an expedition into the Congo coul
> try.
!. Pickaninnies with twisted bobbets
u hair infested the entrance to III
kraals, and round black eyes shor
and lured me along dark passages ar
up winding stairs, Ring Rev. Me
l. ders' bell' WAS the instruction on OF
advertisement. and was present
l. ushered into the Medders parlor. The
e the lady | had called to see entere
e and ] gasped. She was of the gol
II spectacle, chocolate variety. al
n stylish no name. could not
v once state my errand for admiring h
clothes. When ! did SO she regard,
IT me with compassion, but with no siJ
ls OF favor She spoke with drawl.
"Oh, no, sab! ! couldn't go to I
country, sah!"
-Ah. see. You prefer the CT
life"
Yes, sah-always wuk in tow
= 'ceptin' when goes to the country
toahd, sab"
- Vacation, ] SUPPOSE
- Yes. sab. When it's wahm sab
III goes to the seashoah then sab"
CT You northumberland to boa
y with us awhile now, suppose?"
70 oh, no. sab Too cold, sab Mu
-, too cold this time q yeah sab
:, My wish was to tell her that the
=. was one place where ii was wal
- enough in all seasons, and that s
=, might go there. She volunteered pr
emily to introduce me to some frien
belowstairs who might be willing
- consider my needs
There was sound of revelry as
"a drew near the dim doorway below
=, ceased at our knock, and nom,
later the door opened to such an
sortment oil colored society as il /
been never my privilege to enter.
expedition had reached darkest AIR
al q ster When she OF the gold sp
tafifs announced my mission Il
crow ded about TO listen and to
g1rd curiously the stranger from
~ Tar a cline Only one of them /
Ok any definite knowledge OF our place
en- the map She was Jolly, fat
en- soul TO whom my heart warmed
M "Oh, yes. sab | knows dat pla
H. sab; been out once on trolley
I'M picnic"
Don't you want to go to anot
JUS picnic" | said, "and not come bacl
10 This resulted in huge merriment
10 around and general good feeling
re- illuminated s yOica in the hank nc