The Bienville Democrat. [volume] (Arcadia, Bienville Parish, La.) 1912-1980, 1921-04-14
PART IV-Continued.

~ don't wait to buy" said Mr.. Ran.
doIph patiently. You're right, in a
way, about my being crazy. You see,
s,pse you saw me the other day, I've
core into some easy long stuff, and it's
inst running my experiment in the
PHILOSOPHY Of a moneyless life. l want
ito lose my wad just like l told you,
and if you don't promise to start SELL
ing for me inside Of the next five min
utes, I'll let friendship slide and call
M some real brokers'"
well, If you put it in that way, you
escaped loon, I'll assist your sap-head-
ed philosophy to your exact cash limit.
When will you pony up?'
"In twenty minutes by the clock"
said Mr.. Randolph cheerfully, and rang
off.
The historic pounding drive on
Anal. I. S. & G. that started with the
opening of the market on the follow
ing day was Of such HOmeric proper
fions that the advance sale made by
Messrs. Verries & Cat on behalf Of
Mr.. R. H. Randolph during the Thurs
day afternoon next preceding was
mere drop in the bucket of oblivion to
the public at large-a mere fiea-bite
lost in the shufling of epidermises to
the monster saurians involved in the
combat; but to Mr.. Randolph, it was a
matter of transcendent Importance.
With a feeling of great relief over
an order that he had placed with his
tailor nine days previously for COM
plete new afternoon and evening out
fits the successful hunchbuster COL
/ lected one hundred and thirty-twO
thousand, thirty-eight and no hun
dredths dollars and proceeded to turn
IN his wagon to the Village Cab COM
pany, together with the highest clock
reading ever known in the history Of
Manhattan. He then chartered one OF
the vehicles for hire of that concern
and directed 1t to carry him to his
new clothes
AT ten minutes to four, he emerged
from his tailOr's, CARRIED in the very
latest thing in slim-line morning coats,
top hat, pearly-striped trousers,
spats, notified platinum-handled,
snakewood stick, and a gardenia in his
buttonhole. Ignoring the wise and
Notwithstanding look on the face of
the cab driver, who was none other
than our old friend of saturnine VS.
age, Patrick O'Reilly by name, fallen
on evil times, and re-engaged that very
day on Mr.. Randolph's recommends
y ton, he gave a certain address In
Tifty-ninth street.
Let us now break one Of the cardi-
nal rules of narrative for cash by
u ruthlessly switching the objective point
81 view. Behold Miss Imogene Pa.
8 rnela Thornton dressed in raviSh'
ing, modestly modern tea-gown effect
Il that would have cost her great-great
s grandmother a ducking in the pond oil
Blocker street if she had dared to
wear 1t In her day at fancy-dresS
ball, pacing up and down Mr.. Ran
4 dolph's recent sitting room and count
Ing off nine on her fingers for the
hundred and eighty-sixth time.
And then, at last, the bell! Tom
linson, his jaw set grimly, advanced
upon the door. For an agonizinE
small moment, Pamela held hel
breath, and then let it so with
rush as she heard the old Wallets so
norous voice tinged, nay, reeking, will
the Joy of welcome.
@Glad to see you back, Master Rob
IN. Miss Thornton will receive yol
In the sitting ROOM" Followed jing