The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1921-05-13

heap Of chips and cash OF the realm
rested on too solid a base Of its own.
There may be recorded an amusing
| diversion from the serious business In
hand. It was ushered in by the crest
fallen Herbert, who confessed that ac-
tual physical exhaustion had driven
him to forty winks. during which time
a professional pHrloiner OF moter.car
accessories had stopped spelIboupd by
The gigantic sum registered on Mr.
Randolph's taximeter had promptly
stolen the preposterous clock, and was
now on the club steps Offering to set.
tie with whoever was The Interested
gent on fifty-ffty basis.
Great was the CONSERVATION of the
enterprislug Spectator in theft when he
was confronted by two persons In one !;
namely, Mr.. II. II. Randolph, lessee
Of Car No 1893. and Mr.. II. II. Ran
,dolpb, alias slim Hervey. the irate
driver OF said cab. His glib tongue,
loaded TO the gllls with arguments as
10 how much the fare would save
through the sudden exit of the clock
from the ken OF man, trIpped hopeless
~ on this vision OF wrath n,the shape
Of driver In whose interests the tick.
er had been faithfully shaving.
II took Mr. Randolph just thirty-two
precious minutes to force the crest.
fallen one to replace and readIust the
busy bee OF meter readings When he
returned to The fray upstairs. he no
tlced a strange phenomenon of poker
age. unmlstakable age, had settled on
the faces Of the Eve youths, lie put
his fingers TO his own countenance; he
could feel the added years.
The game ended. as do all titanic
battles, In absolute silence. Mr. Ran
dolph sorted. stacked, tabulaied his
winnings, and stuffed them into an the
pockets on his person. lie then noted
the hour--eleyen o'clock Of a bright
Thursday morning land, proceeding b
the nearest telephone booth, called up
Mr., William Nerries OF Yerries & Cat,
stock brokers'
'That you, william? This Is Bob
Randolph. William, I've got sixteen
thousand dollars In my jeans at the
moment Of speaking. What's the low
est margin yOu'll give me 10 sell Anal.
l. s. & {. short FOR delivery at tomor-
rows closingT'
"Sell Amnl !. s. & c. short :" gasped
Mr.. Verries. why you're crazy
Buy. and III talk 10 you"
II don't want TO buy" gald SIR. Ran
dolph patiently. you're right, IN
way about my being crazy. You see,
since you saw me the other day, I've
come into some easy long stun, and it's
Just running my experiment In the
philosophy Of moneyiess life. ! want
TO lose my wad just like ! told you
and II YOU don't promise 10 start sell
ing for me inside Of the next eve min
utes. I'll let friendship slide and call
up some real brokers"
well, II sou put IL 10 that way, you
escaped lorn. III assist your sap,heHd.
cd philosophy 10 your exact cash limit.
When VIII you pony upf'
'ln twenty minutes by the clock"
said Mr. Randolph cheerfuliy, and rang
OF.
The historic pounding drive on
Anal. I. s. A &. that started with the
Opening Of the market on the follow
ing day was Of such Iiomerlc proper
tons that the advance sale made by
Messrs. verrics & Cat on behalf ~
Mr. H. II. Randolph during the Thur.
day afternoon next preceding WIS n
mere drop In the bucket Of Oblivion 10
the public nj large-a mere Heablte
lost In tho shutting of eplderinises 70
the monster sauhans involved IN the
combat; but TO MIR Randolph It was
matier Of transcendent importance.
with 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-iwO
thousand thlrty-eight and no hun
dredtbs dollars and proceeded to turn
IN his wagon to the Village Cab com
pany. together with the highest clock
reading ever known Ia the history Of
Manhattan. lie then chartered one Of
the vehicles for hire OF that concern
and directed II to carry him TO his
new clothes.
At ten minutes to four, he emerged
from his talIor's. CARRIED IN the very
latest thing In sllm-ine morning coats,
top hat, pearly.strIped trousers,
spats, notified, platinum-handled,
snakewood stick, and gardenla in his
buttonhole. Ignoring the wise and
friendly -sneering lock on the face u
the cab driver, who was none other
than our old friend Of saturnne Wis
age, Patrick ORellly by name, fallen
on evil times, and e-engaged thRt very
day ON Mr. Randolph's reeommenda-
ton, he gave a certain address ia
Flfty-ninth street.
Let us now break one OF tho cardl-
nal rules 81 narrative for cash by
Tuthlessly switching the objective point
Of view. Behold Miss Im0gene Pa
nela Thornton dressed In raylsh-
ing. modestly modern tea.gown effect
that would have cost her greatgreat-
grandmother a ducklng in the pond OF