Tonopah daily bonanza. [volume] (Tonopah, Nev.) 1906-1929, 1907-10-01
BLONDE THROWS
AWAY FORTUNE
HURIs MONEY AT FRISCO WAIT
Frs AND CREATES SEN
sATION.

SAN FRANCISCO, Sept. 3O.-Who
is this woman who is throwing for
tune away?
That is the question agitating the
tenderloin and that palpitates along
the resorts of the Ocean boulevard.
Many squander fortunes in these
places, but this is not the squander-
ing of fortune-it is the throwing
away of money that excites the I'M
usual interest.
And it is no unusual woman who
does the throwing. She is not dark
and dreadful and passionate, with
flashing eyes and a mien of diablerie.
But she is blonde and demure, blue
of eye, fair of face, with quite a sug-
gestion of meekness in the cheeks in
which dimples just decline to show.
But she comes likes whirlwind.
Her companion is her chauffeur.
When she comes the wine flows. A
procession of walters is kept busy
attending to her impetuous demands.
The corks pop about her. Gee, but
she's live one!" say the astonished
lookers-on.
She sticks the money in front OF
her on the tables. At her back the
singers and entertainers sing their
songs and go through their most en-
| hA thu
ter of attraction.
Then she throws the money-sil-
yer and gold. 1t jingles on the
dance floors 1t rolls and rattles
against the baseboards. The eager
entertainers run about hurriedly
picking up her largesse. The chauf-
feur generally staggers bit; but she
gives no evidence of intoxication, ex-
cept her throwing of the shower of
silver and of gold.
And she throws with peculiarly
free motion for woman. Her arm
action indicates practice. There is
no binding of the muscles An en-
tertainer hit by $40 piece declared
that it hurt like a bullet. She never
seems to weary and her purse appar-
emily has no bottom.
i When she has exhausted the de-
lights of one place she crooks her
finger at her chauffeur and goes ON
to where the music tinkles and the
songs are alilt in some other pleasur-
ing place. Then once more the corks
pop, the walters prance and the coin
jingles, and SO on again into the
highland on, and on, and on.
When she first appeared it was
supposed that her chauffeur was
some poor sucker some love-de-
luded youth whose money was being
squandered by siren into whose
lure his feet had strayed. Sandy Nc
! Naughton at ''the breakers" tried to
stay the woman's prodigal hand, as
she seemed to be Turing singer as
Zeus wooed Danae, with shower OF
gold.
tits my money. | wish to throw
it away"
That was her only reply to the re-
straining request. The chauffeur adj
mitted that he had no part in the for,
e tune that was being tossed so tink
g 1ingly by the blondes active hand.
: Il have inherited a fortune o.
: 100000 and | am trying to get riC
of it," said the pretty spendthrift t.
e another bold inquirer. But that was
s all she would tell of herself.
: The men of the resorts, who know
!. most of the people of the night from
/ sea to sea, did not know this wo
9 man. They asked in vain for he
name and history She threw he
e money and went her way, a light ii
her eye, a smile on her face;
dream of reckless prodigality; he
white dress of the most recent fash
ion; her purple automobile veil float
ii ing over her fine-spun blonde hair.
She is the prettiest mystery O
many a long day in a city that dote
4 on beauty and prodigality and al
& things that are strange.
), EVER NOTICE I,r