Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1921-03-04
(COntinued)

street with self-accuslng 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
differentl How gratefully the girl
took the possible fare and something
over" and how her tears brimmed
when ten minutes later the blue-eyed
chauffeur, a wage-earner like herself,
said: Nothing doing, Sister. The
ride is on me-" and promptly whirled
away!
While all these incidents were en-
gaging. each in its own way. and
showed a reasonable profit to all con-
cerned. Mr.. Randolph looked upon
them more or less as means OF GET
ting In his hand during period or
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 off In Somebody's pri-
vate car, but he was not discouraged,
for he recognized in the very fact or
that public privacy the badge Of pre-
liminary outings. In due course his
night and hour came. He was hailed
by the arriving Mr.. Beacher fremont
and ordered to stand by; twenty min
utes later he was listening to that
gentleman explaining to Miss Van L.
that cylinder had gone wrong on
his own car at the last moment.
Miss Madge Van Teller, upon whom
Mr.. Randolph had not laid eyes since
the very definite parting of their ways
on the rock of ready cash, was more
beautiful tonight than at any other
lime since the evening of her coming
DAT party. The reason was one and
the same. Tonight as upon that 9th
er, she stood within a threshold and
flame was in her cheeks and in her
eyes; her lips were half-parted and
thirsty, her bosom agitated. She was
dlvinely dressed.
They were very silent on their way
to dinner at the Knickerbocker, but
they exuded an aura of tense expect
ancy that made nothing of the glass
barrier between them and the car pi'
lot, who soon felt himself lifted and
carried on its wave. Something was
cooking beyond doubt and he then
and there determined to stick a fist
through the crust of the pie just be-
fore the smell Of burning.
There is nothing more stereotyped
than a night run before the fever
hounds of New York. 1t Is invariably
a four-act play that starts with sin
gle cocktail and a tasty dinner, goes
on to a show peppered with double
meanings, thickens at the cabaret ir
the close harmony of booze and dance
music and finally bursts somewhere
In the country"
The first act was easy for Randolph
he went on with the villain and the
leading lady, but once the revolving
door of the hotel had clucked on theil
backs he had to withdraw to the wing:
and dope out means OF evolving
from super into star Of the frs
magnitude. He decided that 1t didn'
much matter who waited the couple
from dinner to the show but that tn,
next entr'act would hold the crux OF
the nights entertainment, for the cal
that secured the freight for the caba
ret would stand a good chance of nail
Ing It after the ball.
Consequently he was content to picl
ND a gutter-snipe and then trail hi!
prey to the theater. Then Is thu
two" he said to his ally, subornet
with the promise OF two bits, cash OF
"the John with the high ha
and the dream-dame In smoke-coloret
chiffonc
That's some name for a skirt, Cap,
said the extreme youth admiringly
"an' some skirt. believe me. Nor
I won't forget EN-"
And he didn't. No sooner had Mr.
Beacher fremont, bearing thistle
down burden on his arm, swelled on
from the theater with the anxious lool
on his face of a man with three car
In the garage at home and no cal
number in his left hand waistcoa
pocket, than the imp was at his side
"Say, mister, wanter taxii Got on
Mt the head of the line that I'd Civ
up Just to youse for a dime"
Lead me to IT," said Mr.. fremont
, "Say," said the snipe to Randolph
as the car jumped, 1--WE took the hos
inside on fer a friend. You watc
yeself."
II was q short run to the lair o
the Midnight Rolic, but Mr.. Randolph
was not surprised ut the double wag
he received nor at the murmured cor
yersation that accompanied II. "Fi