The Elk Mountain pilot., 1921-02-24

ne DeSan Dy leaQlhg ner TO n Netn-
erlimb Show and supper afterward
They danced little and for the first
time in her life, but under medical
advice, she took something in the
way of stimulant after the initial pref
ty cocktail. They issued from supper
and it was when Mr. Chauffeur slim
Hervey heard the whispered address
that the game became threesome
Counting upon the abstraction. or
rather. the concentration of his fares
on interior fittings, Driver Hervey
soon switched his cab from the char
tered route and made for downtown
through silent back streets. In just
ten minutes he drew up at an old
fashioned house in very quiet
square, shut off his engine to the idle
and waited. Not for long. Out OF
the cab came a blasphemous exclama-
tion in medical tones and with it n
cry of awakening from George
Through one window she looked upon
the home of her childhood; through
the other upon that happy rallied gar
den-square. which was the outrageous
garner-close of all her dearest, purest
and dreamiest memories.
"Oh!" she gasped. mo, you mustn't
scold him. This is just where want
to get out and walk. lists extraor-
dinary." Then from the curb. 81 may
be going to die of consumption, doc.
tor, but. after all, I'd rather-rather
die that way"
Twist things around a little and
you'll get what happened to Miss Ter
ry de Guest with the difference that
that beautiful and hungry young won.
an who had all but turned her back
on Settlement work and her face to
the Great White Way. suddenly awoke
not in the moonlit embrace of Clair.
monte, but before the accusing face
of House in Henry street.
Nor was Mr.. Slim Hervey partial
to sex In salvation. There was the
instance of young Bertram Blossome
who shame-facedly hurried into his
cab painted, wan-faced waif of the
street with self-accusing eyes. No
case this of hunted and hunter-rath.
er two strayed bits Of weak humanity
driven before the unleashed dogs OF
poverty and lust. How readily and
unquestioningly the boy slipped from
the cab at his home address, miracu.
Iously confused almost as by the med
ding finger of God with one very
different! How gratefully the girl
took the possible fare and something
over" and how her tears brimmed
when ten minutes later the blue-eyed
chauffeur. wage-earner like herself
said: Nothing doing, Sister. The
ride is on me-" and promptly whlrled
away!
While all these incidents We're en-
gaging. each in its own wsy, and
showed reasonable profit to all con-
cerned. Mr.. Randolph looked upon
them more or less as a means of get
ting in his hand during u period Of
initiation. Once he felt sure of him
self and of his new chauffeuring point
of view and attitude toward the gay
world from the under side. he began
to haunt the neighborhood of East
Ninth street at the hour when dinners
are plenty and taxis scarce.
Twice he saw Miss Madge Van
Teller carried on in Somebody's pri.
yafe car. buf he wus not discouraged,
for he recognized IN the very fact Of
that public privacy the badge of pre-
lin nary outings. In due course his
night and hour came. He was hailed
by the arriving Mr.. Beachcr fremont
and ordered to stand by; twenty min
iiies later he was listening to that
.sputip1unn eypnfnin.r IN Minis Vpn n
that n cylinder hnd gone wrong on
his own car at the last r-;=nent.
Miss Madge Van Teller. upon whom
Mr. Rando,ph had not laid eyes since
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