Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1921-09-10
PART w.
The Ascent To Mara

alias Slim Heryey, chauffeur, vice Pat
rick 0'Reilly, ex-driver Of the Village
Cab company's No. 1898, skidded that
vehicle disastrously to the curb In
front of the Poppy club and, as re-
suit OF his criminal negligence, in con-
junction with Miss Imogene Pamela
Thornton's reprehensible peeking oc-
cupation, hurled that young lady to the
middle OF the sidewalk on her hands
and knees, he leaned from his seat on
spontaneous Impulse 10 help her to
ner feet ana administer every kind OF
frst comfort that the occasion seemed
to dehaaLd.
Two considerations, however, shot
from the double-barreled blunderbuss
of Ridicule and Honor. caught him on
the wing, as 1t were, and DETECTED
his flight from west to east with a
sharp turn due south at the corner OF
Fifty-seventh street and Sixth avenue.
An the first place, out Of the corner of
his eye he had seen his one-time
friends, Mr.. Nearton, Mr.. verries and
Mr.. Berry descending the shallow club
front steps In an avalanche; In the
second place, he suddenly recollected
that Miss Thornton was an heIress.
high above his present station and
intent, as he had gathered from be-
tween the lines in various advertise
ments In the local press referring to
the location of his person, on thank
Ing and otherwise recompensing him
for turning to the right In matter
OF ten thousand dollars year, I'M
earned increment.
As he gazed for one too brief second
down into the pleading eyes and ador-
ably eagey face OF this lovable vision
on her lands and knees. which 1t
seemed unbelievable he had once held
In his arms. only the oft-repeated
favorite poem OF his nurse:
! could not love thee, dear, so much
Loved ! not honor more,
kept him from facing the avalanche
Of ridicule and giving the eternally
searching Diogenes with his lantern |
run for his money. AS previously |
stated, 1t was not to be. Mr. Ran
dolph turned from the waiting arms
of the sweetest temptation ever re-
higed by man and made his swift way
to the sanctum Of Mr. Tourke
0'Shaughnessy. foreman-manager OF
the Village Cab company.
'Tourke." said Mr.. Randolph, 'T'm
through. Smashed up the two off
wheels OF my wagon on the curb in
front Of the Poppy club. Dock me
thirty, please. and make out my pay
check"
Through. Slimf Whadda va mennf'
said Mr.. O'Shaughnessy. think I'm
goln' to sack you for skid on a day
like this? Pay for your fun, kid. but
take another wagon"
Robert Randolph, alias Slim Her
yey, shook his head
"You don't understand" he said.
1--we lost my nerve"
Lost your nervel" gasped MFR,
U'Shaughnessy. "Whadda va mean by
tellin' me lie like that? Come on,
now; draw a mapl Did We kill the
iAside?"
"Oh, no." said Slim: "that's Just II.
mean, the young lady Is very much
all right"
Il begin TO get you," murmured
Tourke. skirt on your track, eh7"
A look of pity followed by one Of
loyalty crept into his eyes. Look
here, Slim" he continued: II know
that tryin' to trick a female Is like
playin hockey with stick o dyna- 1
mite, but we got lot O. high cards to /
draw to. First shot out O. the box,
hi the boys here is for you. Then
there's your friens, the Force. want {
10 tell you, Slim, you're the first driver I
ever had that could fatten out a cop /
On busy day an make him think 1t
vas joke" G
Thanks" said Mr.. Randolph, but 1
hook his head sadly. s
Now, lisren," resumed Mr.. =
1Shaughnessy I'm goin' to have a
he boys up here as they come In an c
,ut 'em on. In the enteract, you slip a
'ut foi makeup. Get Sally Painter p
'ound the corner to tone your face y
lown TO the color Of your freckles. do y
! little job on yer eyebrows, ar fix e
deep scar In the upper lip Of yer
peakin' tube. Get me?" d
Mr.. Randoiph's widely placed blue
yes narrowed In an effort to examine q
he proposition shrewdly from all I"
ngles and the light of hope was just =
eginnlng to dawn across the trouble 81
his honest face when there came l
shan. knock on the door. followed u
romptly by the rattle o. s.se loose a
mob and the unceremonious entry III
4 one hirdlike. bald-headed, dapper N
orporation lawyer and two corpulent o.
um-sh,e plaIn-cloihes men.
"Yerel Wot the" exclaimed the nj
utraged Mr.. OShaughnessy.
The legal light paid him no heed ana RI
dvanced on the fast whiting Slim Her. ~
NJ Nth o.uMr~tched hand. III