Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1921-02-25

Randolph. as. from force of long
habit, he laid hat. stick and gloves
on side table and then advanced
with tentatively outstretched hand.
"Oh. how do you dor" asked Pa
mela, rising and offering her hand.
"Wo-won't you sit DOWN.
Thank you; l WILL"
He took the other end OF the couch,
crossed his legs In an effort to appear
thoroughly ut home and gazed almost
furtively at the apparition before him.
Ye gods and heaps of daffodils! What
vision of loneliness. of charm,
grace. breeding. carriage and nur-
tured beauty What bubbling well
of mlrth; what source of the light
of youth that never fails; what an
armful of divine delight
"Er-I-er-told Mr.. Mlyuns I'd
call" said Mr.. Randolph.
"Yes?" eagerly countered Miss
Thornton.
"Er-I-said I'd be here at four"
supplemented Mr.. Randolph.
YES; he told me-" murmured Miss
Thornton. not quite so ardently.
"Er-it's just four now" stated Er.
Randolph.
$50 1t is" agreed Miss Thornton
quite coolly, glancing at the clock and
registering surprise--tone quite calm
and dignified.
A long silence intervenes The lady
could easily break It, but won't. She
has gathered somewhere that silence
Is often club. Mr.. Randolph evil
IDENTIFY shares the intuition; he must
say something and does.
'Tve been very busy since I saw
you last"
How Interestingly
"Yes; 1t has been-in spots. I've
er-been studying the under side Of
the upper world through hole in the
front glass of taxi. 1t has given me
great idea"
Really"
yes; I'm going to start the Man
haitian Chaperoned Cab company"
1.-THE what?" asked Miss Thornton.
forced to show interest In the prepos-
ferrous project in spite of the fact that
her eyes were growing more and more
wounded and the corners of her trem-
ulous mouth We're dropping farther
and farther south.
"Chaperoned Cab company" repeat
ed Mr. Randolph his broad brows
pickering in serious thought over his
wide blue eyes. 1T doesn't sound like
much of an idea until you follow 1t
out. Would you like to have me eX-
plain 1t to your
"Oh, ce-certainly."
well, it all hangs on an invention
of my own-an attachment to the or
binary taXimeter of miniature map
of New York and vicinity and sort
of sesmic-needle affair. You set the
needle on the point in the map CORE
spending to where the cab starts from
in-er-real life. Wherever the cab
goes. the needle shows the route in red
ink on the map, with time signal of
how long it stopped at any given
house, park, store--er--et 'cetera.
Do you begin to get the ideaT'
"N-no," said Miss Thornton.
"Just think a minute. Tired old
couple of conventional ideas and nc.
| tually beyond the age of dancing are
In horror Of sitting up all night watch
| ing daughter have good time. Send
| her in one of my cabs; the inkroute
will show Just how straight she went
to the party, how long she stayed,
and how she came back. ! forgot TO
mention the photograph attachment In
every vehicle. Take another case I:
Man married to pretty and very
| young wife. Can't you hear him say,
Yes, my d-d-dear; you can go any
where If you'll take a Chaperoned
| CabY"
mo, l can't" said Miss Thornton
decisively. and stared meanlngly at
the clock, as though she were worry
ing over her next engagement.
Mr.. Randolph flushed, rose hastily,
| and possessed himself of hat, stick and
| gloves.
81 mustn't keep YOU" he said, "Tvc
! got an appointment III about five min
utes myself"
She rose, an absent-minded look in
! her eyes, and accompanied him to the
! door of the room. He opened II ana
| took his hand from the knob to shake
! good-by. Her hand reached out to-
ward his listessly, as though It had
! become infected with the selfsame
. droop that had assailed the corners
! of her lips.
MAY I-er-call agan?"
mo" cried Pamela, snatched back
her hand, threw both arms up against
the doorjamb, dropped her curly head
upon them, and burst into tears.
Mr.. Randolph's platinum-headed
cane fell with a clatter; his gloves
fiuttered TO the floor, and his new TOP
hat. emitting clucking, mirthful
sound, hurtled across the room. In
less time than II has taken To de-
scribe these simultaneous events, he
had seized the sobbing girl in his arms
and was babbling as follows:
miss Tho-Pamela-Pam, you
dearest and sweetest OF all the little
women in the world Oh, darling
don't cry; but If you must, then cry
on me-so! That's right, my precious
put your arms round my neck anC