Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1921-02-18
PARTI.
Moral Emblems.

Please don't skip this description OF
Robert Hervey Randolph-six feet
straight up and down, broad of shout.
der and narrow of hip, sandy-haired
blue-eyed, nose slightly appended and
wearing a saddle of faint freckles
clean shaver, well groomed, very cor
rectly dressed, and twenty-six years
old. Let it be added that his eyes
were placed just far enough apart to
stamp him forever honest; he had an
open and most prepOssessing coun-
tenance.
At the moment of the start of this
rapid yarn, he was standing in the
Van Telliers' library, looking down in
panied and flushed surprise at Miss
Madge Van T., who was sitting in a
huge leathern chair half facing the
fire in the open CRATE, one leg very
much under her, the other waving a
satin-and-silk combination of foot and
ankle in distracting accompaniment to
her disturbing speech.
Bobby" said Miss Van T, "yOu are
darned good-looking; you're strong.
times when you are wholly adorable,
but, nevertheless, I'm not going TO
the show with you tonight, or to the
opera tomorrow, or anywhere any
more There. there, dear boy; you
don't have to say anything. You have
one of those faces that is absolutely
beyond the aid of a vocal organ. 1t
says everything that is in your heart
of gold before your brain has time to
tinkle a bell"
Look here. Madge," said the panied
Mr.. Randolph: ARE you making fun
of my face or of my brain or of
both?"
my dear" said Miss Van T. quite
gravely, I'm not making fun of you in
any way whatsoever. I'm merely tell
ing you how lovable you are, so that
you will understand how serious it is
when I say that I've decided not to
love you any more"
''B-but how can you help it?" STAN
mered Mr.. Randolph. his tongue for
once saying the same thing as his face
at the same time.
Miss Van It's breast fluttered as
though rising against its mistress to
the defense of this disingenuous young
man, and she was obliged to swerve
her eyes from his and draw a long
breath before she answered.
81 can, because Will" she said, her
face pallng. "Oh, Bobby, can't you
wake up? Look round you and come
to EARTH You are born and bred on
yet you've never seen New
York"
81 guess you're right" said Bobby |
Look here, Madge: why |
should I try to see New York, and |
why should we be talking ash-cans |
when I've got you to look at in one of |
the most bewitehing and abbreviated
pits of dress goods that ever revealed
4 completely adorable person? Tell
ne that"
"Well," said Madge. her face hard
,ning, 81 will. It's long story, not in
words but in generations. The Van
Telliers have lived in East Ninth
street since the year one of the island.
That is, they used to live here; now
hey hardly exist They are merely an
escorted lot of animated corpses that
rawl out of their tomb periodically to
axe a strange air, leaning on a rotten
tave called the old Order Listen to
his, Bobby: The new New York is
ever, and I've caught It. 1 want
ainy-day car, a calling-car, and a
curing car; I want dresses that will
tab with envy the heart of every
roman that looks at them; want my
ewels to run to size and quality, and
want a yacht just for the papers to
ak about, because I hate to ride in
he smelly things"
Bobby's eyes had grown rounder
nd wider as the list progressed.
'Do you think you could get along
n a hundred thousand a year?" he
sked very softly.
81 don't know" she said slowly. ,
I've been going into the subject '
lther thoroughly. and a hundred thou s
md would be running It on a pretty '
ose margin. BY the way, just what |
your allowance under that crazy I '
HIP" a
"Ten thousand" said Bobby. v
well" said Miss Van T., there you G
e Just enough to keep you COM 4