Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1921-09-03

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After minute and leisurely study
of all the exits from Manhattan, the
plain-clothes men had given 1t as their
united opinion that Mr.. Randolph had
been speaking facetlously In his last
known remark and had probably not
vOyaged farther south than Canal
street. They said If he would only try
to leave New York they could find him
at once, and settled down on a policy
of watchful waiting for that event.
The efforts made by Mr.. Milyuns In
the direction of springing Miss Thorn
ton on society went equally awry, but
were not quite SO fruitless. His ma
tural love of smooth-running estab-
lishment on the slippery crust of Goth
ANS social plane would have been
saved severe bump If American pa
rents were as careful to look up their
guests moral records as they are to
study their ratings in Bradstreetum's.
Unfortunately for Mr.. Milyuns, 1t
happened that certain young scion
of once gentlemanly house was in
Guided In the first large dnner-box.
party given to meet Miss Imogene
Pamela Thornton. In the natural
course of such events, the pasty youth
stepped up for presentation, register
ing In his protuberant eyes CLEAN Of
dubious surprise. What If he should
say, Hello Viviennel" Would 1t Gre
ate sensation?
Something else did: namely, Miss
Thornton's modulated but terribly
clear voice.
II met Mr.. Beamer," said Pamela,
drawing back quickly her half-extend-
ed hand, when / was chorus-girl."
She turned with winning smile to
her recently beaming hostess. 81 don't
care to know him In pleasanter sur.
roundings."
For one breathless second there
threatened one of those silences that
spell social disaster. Eileen took it
upon herself to mash 1t in its extreme
youth with soft tap of her efficient
hammer.
"Oh, must you really go7' she re-
marked to Mr.. Beamer.
Did this spectacular debut strike the
name of lmogene Pamela from the lists
of the matronly elite of Manhattan?
1t did not. Invitations rained on her
and found her unresponsive. Her
woud-be hostesses would have gone
the length of submitting rostrums of
proposed guests as though to royalty,
except for the fact that each and every
one OF them wished to put her own
nearest and dearest to the test of a
sudden meeting with the most ex-
elusive Of New York's latest crop of
buds.
/ Pamela refused and accepted these
cids for the latest thing in sensations
IN the most erratlc manner. No one
could fathom just why she said, NO"
and much less why she occasionally
said, "Yes." The mystery only added
to the demands for her company and
the Nays soon began to show an over
whelming preponderance over the
Ayes. Why? Simply because It was
not In the power of any Of the host
esses to call up the moody girl and
say: my dear, we are going to have
Just pork and beans for dinner tonight.
Won't you join us? Mr.. Robert Her
vey Randolph said he would drop in
for pot-luck."
! Yes; every time Pamela had accept
ed an invitation, 1t was In the rapidly
waning hope that Mr.. Randolph, be-
loved and once at the beck and call
Of these very people, would appear
and come into his own. Could she
have surmised that on two separate
occasions the knight Grant of her
thoughts had actually seen her In her
most ravishing bibless evening tucker,
had driven her to two familiar doors,
taken her money with averted face
and without inspecting the "clock,"
and had passed on to some quiet stand
to dream over her new glory and read
the latest batch Of ads crying for news
Of the whereabouts and welfare of self
could she have known these appar-
emily Insignificant items in the daily
life of the great city, she would have
wept her lovely eyes out twice over.
Such being her state of heart. i'm
agine her excitement when Mr.. Mil
yuns called by appointment and re-
tailed word for word the following con-
versation which he had participated In
that very morning with Miss Madge
Van Teller Of East Ninth street:
"Oh, Mr., Milyuns, are you doing all
that advertising for Bobby Randolph
"Yes, Madge; l certainly am, and If
It doesn't bear fruit pretty soon I'll
have to give I'D tobacco
"Are you advertising for his own
good? | mean is 1t important to him
not to you-for you TO find him?
Would he be reilly and truly glad to |
be found even against his WIZ"
"Er-yes--er--it ls--er--he would-
er-if he isn't sixteen kinds of a fool. |
] think caught them all, my dear, |
but if left any out, please repeat"
"Yes," admitted the lady question
mark "your legal mind answered Them
ALL Now tell me just your human self
III you were in Bobby's place, would /
FOu Sart to be found by you for the |