Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1921-03-18
PART I-continued.

More than that" went on Ran
dOlph; I'm not taking your job Just
for tonight; I'm going 10 hold it. The
only thing want you TO promise IS
that you'll keep your trap closed If
you see any ads in the personal col
umns looking for me-"
How do I know you won't lift the
car and whoop it up fer New Haven =
Randolph fixed him in the eye.
you know I won't because I say
IT,"
"Sure-that's all right. boss" said
the driver conciliaungly. no bones
broke. Now, there's just one thing
more: have you fggered that its five
hours to the opening Of secondhand
Sixth avenue or the Bowery. an I'd
have TO wear those clothes Of yourn
all that times"
What's the matter with these
clothes:" asked Randolph. a little
peeved. well. you've heard my offer.
Take it or leave it."
"Sure I'll take TT" said the driver
promptly. III wasn't a-goin' to have
took it from the first. what would I "a
been standin' here talkin' for?"
Whereupon they entered TO the
cramped privacy OF the cab and ex-
changed garments. Randolph was
ready in ten minutes, but II took him
another ten 10 complete the apparel
ing of the puzzled chauffeur That
worthy added 70 his investiture IN
Randolph's best evening suit a sickly
grin.
Say" he asked, show do I look."
Mr.. Randolph surveyed him.
"Oh. you'll do, all right. You look
about the way I would If I'd been on q
bat. Better have a few drinks. if you
can find them. and the world viii fan
for your clothes. What time do I turn
the wagon in, and what time 90 I go
on again? Do you bunk at the garage.
by any chance?"
"Never you mind where I bunk.
said the ex-cabman SuspiciouSly-
.D'yOu think I'm goin' 10 throw in
happy home for two hundred: You're
on the night shift for this week Read
the rules and regulations when you
get TO the garage. Say good-by TO the
boys for me an tell the manager to 90
TO blazes."
They followed this remark out of
the cab; the tough in tops clothing
cranked the ear and turned westward.
as previously chronieled. while Mr..
now substitute 10 Patrick
O'Reilly as driver of the Village Cab
No. 1895, hurled his char
lot eastward, not 10 meet the morning.
rs il had appeared to the watching
Miss Thornton, but in search OF the
residence of the head of the legal firm
charged with the duty Of carrying out
he instructions of the defunct Mr.
Asa Thornton.
Mr.. Randolph, vice O'Reilly. drew
~ at the familiar address in Madison
VENUE and laid his car cheek by jowl
With the curb as though anchoring Il
or a long stay; then he descended |
rom the drivers seat. entered the
alb, exclaimed thanksgiving at finding /
rug. wrapped himself in its warm /
olds. curled up on the seat and went 1
o sleep.
In the cold early morning the strong /
I'm of the Law reached in and dragged !
i'm back from the Elysian fields
there he had been wandering hand in
and with a lovely person dressed in
little velvet toQue and very cheap
lotheS.
Here, you." said the voice of the
aw. Don't you know You can't put
p a hotel in this burg without a Ii
snSe? wot the"
Morning. Officer" said Randolph,
wing his best 10 be pleasant I'm
aiting for my fare. Any regulation
yainSt that?r
Don't pull that stun on me-" said
e Law. This ain's the Tenderloia."
Il know it isn't" remarked Mr.. Ran
'lph. But l happen to be waiting
r Mr.. Borden Milyuns, OF Nllyuns.
ranch x Milyuns. Ever heard Of
mp
sure" said the cop. impressed but
m suspicious. "He lives here all
INT, but amt seen him turning