The Monett times., 1921-06-24

WGehS, * d liz ore. CS., .lI-
ticipation Of TIE momen when she
could burst uoon the eyes,ght Of one
Robert Eervey Randolph, and when all
these days-and weeks-passed with
were made to smile, to kiss, and to
bless the air with words softly spoken
and carried on the fragrance of clean
young breath began to droop pitifully.
Mr.. Milyuns' efforts in several direc-
tions had so far proved in vain. He
had advertised in every paper in Goth
am, from the New York Epoch to the
pink Police Gazette; he had offered
rewards; he had set traps and was
now supporting large corps Of rap
idly fattening individuals who called
themselves 'plain-clothes" men-a
name that would have fitted them ad-
mirably had the last syllable been omit
ted. His net results were the infor-
nation that Mr.. Randolph, in a repre-
hensible state of intoxication and at
seven o'clock of the morning of which
he had disappeared. had exchanged his
swell evening garments at second
hand emporium on Sixth avenue for
suit of thicks and eighteen dollars in
cash, stating, as he left the place, that
he was thinking of going South for the
rest of the winter.
After minute and leisurely study
of all the exits from Manhattan, the
plain-clothes men had given it as their
united opinion that Mr.. Randolph had
been speaking facetiously in his last
known remark ano 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 II American pa
rents were as careful to look up their
guests moral records as they are to
study their ratings in Bradstreetum's.
Unfortunately fo- Mr.. Milyuns. 1t
happened that certain young scion
of once gentlemanly house. was in
cluded In the first large dinner-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 a CLEAN of
dubious surprise. What if he should
say, Hello, viviennei" Would it ere
ate a sensation?
Something else did; namely, Miss
Thornton's mOdulated but terribly
clear voice.
Il met Mr.. Beamer," said Pamela,
drawing back quickly her half-extend-
ed hand, when was q 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 goi" she re-
marked to Mr.. Beamer.
Did this spectacular debut strike the
name Of Imogene Pamela from the lists
Of the matronly elite of Manhattan
It did not. Invitations rained on her
and found her unresponsive. Her
would-be hostesses would have gone
the length Of submitting rostrums Of
guests as though to royalty.
except for the fact that each and every
one Of them wished to put her own
nearest and dearest Co the test Of a
sudden meeting with the most ex-
elusive Of New Yorks latest crop OF
buds.