The Roswell daily record. [volume] (Roswell, N.M.) 1903-current, 1904-11-29
II MlLIIONTH



toward Fielding one of those mysteri-
Gus side glances which enable d WON
an, without turning her head. to com
pass wonders OF vision. Then she
flushed rosily.
You are very hard on him." she
breathed softly. careful of the nearby
clerk at the glove counter in the big
department store.
Hard nothing" grumbled Mr.. Brad
ford. IF there's II impractical ami
nal on the face of the globe it is an
inventor. Take that Internally foolish
scheme of his, for instance-that spring
cushion he has invented to attach to
the bottom of elevators in case OF q
fall. Now, what do you suppose the
percenta ge of accidents ON an elevator
Ia 2"
How should l know ret0rted his
daughter, with a superb feminine con
tempt for statistics.
LESS than one in a million jour
| neys,' said her father triumphantly If
not veraciously.
Just the same" returned his daugh-
ter obstinately, lit must be very dis
| agreeable when hat miIliouth acct
den does happen"
Her father walked stolidly toward
the machine in question. Sarah trail
ing obediently after him. though her
thoughts were o~therwhere, and her
eyes now vainly swept the crowd for
| a glimpse OF young Fielding.
81 suppose you are not afraid to gu
| up?" jeered Mr.. Brad, ord as the twO
found themselves the only occupants
Of the cage as it rose to the fourth
floor.
"Of course I'm not" said Sarah re-
sentfully. Theu she added artfully.
"You talk about %inventing AS though
it was like-well, Ike drinking"
1T Is as bad rs drinking said her
father solemnlY. cor as the cocaine or
the poetry habit. Any one Of these
will ruin a mans career. Now, Sarah,
don't be all day choosing hat scarf for
your mother"
This last a. they stepped from the
car. Mr.. Bradford was secretly afraid
of the majestic females that swept to
and fro on this special floor. their deIni-
trains gliding nniselessly over the deep
carpets. their eyes fronting his with
an insoIent scorn that quite abashed
him. tyrant as he was apt to be at
home.
Mere man." they seemed to be whis-
pering among themselves. Finally the
banker solaced himself by going to a
window and looking out on the street.
Hence he did not see Fielding step
from the elevator in the next moment.
He was not aware that two heads were
bending together over the scarf, on
which neither of the young people saw
aught of the coiors.
But ever the choice OF a scarf cannot
last forever. II was prematurely ended
by the return OF the magnate, who
turned as purple rs the Persian silks
before him when he beheld the pretty
tabIeau.
He grew more purple still then Field
ing quietly entered the car with them.
Blu the banker choked down his wrath
on rejecting that even inventors can
lawfully ride In any public onvey
ance. Then he snapped angrily at the
levator boy:
why are we stopping before this
blank wall, you young procrastinator?
Do you think this sort of thing is en-
joyable?"
But the boy. a lad Of sixteen. newly
on duty. went white with terror.
"Somethin's wrong up above" he
stammered. Josh, he's been drinkin'.
l knowed. though l never told. Some
thin's wrong, and the brake amt hold
in right. It's slippIn," he ended in a
shrilI yell.
Three floors to fall" thought Field
ing as he seized the half fainting girl
Don't be frightened. any of youi My
cushion attachment was sold the firm
last week. If It's on
Aye-if. How large a word! As
the cage shot downward at fearful
speed. very slightly broken by the
yielding ropes. the banker found a
whole century of thought compressed
into that brief period. A voice cried
In his ear hat it was a judgment on
him. the cushion would not be there,
that the cage would strike the ground
with the sound SO happily denominated
by the newspapers as a '%sickening
thud." He saw himself and his child
piled In a mangled heap-he to whom
life had always seemed so substantial
and sure.
Then half a dozen women waiting
in the basement saw the falling cage |
shoot downward and rise again like a
rubber ball. When it came down the I
second time 1t rested quiveringly on
the springs. while inside was an undig-
nifed mass. which presently astonish-
ed he watchers and the component
parts of the heap by resolving into
four badly shaken but quite undam-
aged people.
The elevator boy staggered out first.
"Geef" be stammered, holding his
head. IF l don't get even wild Josh
for DAFT never thought we'd stop
this side OF Chiny."
Fielding followed. half carrying
Sarah. who chung to him with a de-
abandon which made him wish
such accidents might be frequent.