The Little River news., 1921-03-19
PART H.:
Maids Adventure.

Take young girl of about twenty lryhO, in her childhood, was pampered O fortune in money, position good
 ,reeding, land pets, turn her loose
 n the world at the age of ten . Sith no prop but faithful, sickly ,j nd destitute old nurse, kill off the
 iurse couple of years later, let the 9girl fend for herself as scullery-maid S md what not through the uninterest- ing stage that precedes the sudden 2 bloom of unexpected beauty, give her sja long succession of jobs secured lon Yer looks'1 and lost because she ouldnt, lead her up to the crowded rtal of despair and the long-drawn- Z surrender; then snatch her sudden back from destruction, feed her, | e her tho sole freedom for night Mr. Robert Hervey Randolph's con- 3rtable apartment and-what will she :? The answer is easy. She will find the bath and turn on the hot xwater.
 N That was the very first thing that Miss Imogenei Pamela Thornton did after she had finished spying from the window on the movements of what she supposed was Mir. Randolph and rwhat, in reality, was Mir. Patrick K O'Reilly in MT. Randolph's best top E hat, best suit of evening clothes and overcoat, best gray silk muller, price y twenty-two dollars, and best patent { leather shoes the last very tight fit which made the revamped gentle
 mans gait a cross between that of a E, chicken on al hot stove and a drunk
 on his reluctant way home.
 Even the uhsuspecting Miss Thorn ton was puzzled by that halting loco J motion in connection with what she
 knew of MT. Randolph, but she added It, two and two, with the mysterious 7 twenty minutes spent by that gentle man and the driver in the recesses of
 the cab, apparently to settle differ
 ence in ideas as to the value of waiting taxi, and decided that poor ! MT. Randolph must have issued from the interview in semi-crippled state
 She herself was too excited to let
 pity altogether absorb her. Without
 waiting for either the tortured way.
 farer or the taxi to get quite out of
 sight, she dropped the window curtain and turned tp possess herself of her
 world of comfort for night. A
 starved instinct led her straight to
 the luxuriOusly appointed bathroom.
 As previously intimated, she turned
 on the hot water and clasped her hands ecstatically as she watched it's crystalline surge and imagined she | could smell the opalescent steam. 5 But not for long was she inactive. Having surrendered to circumstance
 to the extent of promising to stay in
 the fiat until ten the following morn
 ing, she decided to do the job whole
 heartedly, for Imogene Pamela was
 one of those lucky and fated young
 women who can never give themselves
 by halves. If happiness so much as
 showed its nose, 1t was her nature to
 tackle blindly for its waist and go &to the mat for the immediate present.
 Consequently, let not her modesty
 be misjudged when 1t is related that,
 In the short time 1t took to fill the
 bath, she accomplished the following: Rooted out MT. Randolph's best silk
 pajamas, found his softest bathrobe,
 filled hot-water bottle and slipped 1t far down between the too cold linen
 sheets of his big bed. Continuing at
 this rate of achievement, 1t may be imagined that in ten minutes more the young lady, having bathed, was curled
 up and sound asleep. Not on your life
 Item: It took her twenty-one min
 utes by the clock to scrub out the
 memory of the scabby zinc bathtubs of many years. Item: Twenty mors