Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1921-03-11

Pamela Thorntonl oh, who arr
YOU? Why did your" She dropped
her face in her hands and sobbed as
though her heart had broken.
Randolph did not leap to comfort
her this time; he did not even watch
her. With his eyes on the edges of
fire that peeped from between and
round her ankles, he began to talk.
81 knew you; knew Sport; knew
Maggie. Just once met you all, and
I've never forgotten. I couldn't" He
smiled crookedly. You and sat down
so hard together and you cried out,
My, what bump!' and laughed and
laughed--just like tonight. back there
at the stage-door of the Crocodile"
Pamela stopped crying.
$50 you were that awfully nice
boy" she said, disclosing tear-stained
cheeks and looking him over as though
she were inventorying long list Of
| points of deterioration.
Robert Hervey Randolph, six feet
tall, freckled-nosed, open-faced, blue
eyed and broad-shouldered, looked up
at her almost appealingly as if his
whole sum and substance were crying
out to be appraised at face value but
no less.
"That's me-" he said vapidly. my
name is Robert Hervey Randolph.
Some people call me Bob some
'Herv,' and the sidey ones say
Randy"
"And / shall call you Mr.. Ran
dolph," said Miss Thornton bravely,
and then broke into: "After-after
I've th-thanked you again and-and
again from my heart. I'm going now"
"That's wrong guess" said Robert, |
smiling happlly-he didn't know exact |
ly why. I'm the one that's going, aft |
er you promise me that you'll stay |
here until ten o'clock tomorrow. But |
before we come to that, please don't
thank me ever. It's selfish, but I'd
simply love to have you remember me
as Bob or Herv or, at the very worst,
Randy. Won't your"
she looked this way and that before
she let her face ripple to its wondrous
smile.
"Ill go as far as Randy" she con-
coded mischievously; then the smile
went and the shadow came. But I
really can't stay here, you know"
Mr.. Randolph leaped to his feet,
reached her In a single stride and
caught her by both wrists. Look at
mel" he said. "If you won't promise
to stay here without a break till ten
o'clock tomorrow and thereafter at
your pleasure, I'll stay myself and
hold you. Now, do you or don't you?
One-two-"
81 do"
"Do what?" inquired Robert.
II promise"
Make yourself absolutely at home,
then" he said, as he dropped her
hands and turned toward the door.
Il feel like Christmas eve," said
Miss Thornton meekly. won't you
please tell me what's going to hap
penn"
you've guessed Christmas" he
enigmatically, tossed the
on the table, and left her.
She can be excused for spying upon
iAh iApiu lht NuIldlucu NlnuOW. sue
saw him awake the cabman, and then
watched the pantomlme of a long col
Ioquy.
"Ohw she moaned mo wonderl
The awful, awful price OF those horrld
clock things Why did I let him tell it
to waltz"
Presently she was amazed to see
DDfh a Hrix
appear into the dark recesses of the
cab and close after them its door. For
twenty breathless minutes she
watched, tormented by the thought
that they had retired to have 1t out
where they wouldn't be disturbed by
the police. But at last they issued
both of them. Mr.. Randolph proceed
ed to crank the car and then walking
rather strangely, went off. headed
west; the driver mounted his box
threw in the clutch, and scurried to
the east as though he were off to
meet the morning.
Strange doingsp' thought Miss limo
gene Pamela Thornton, as she turned
from the window to start on a private
y conducted voyage of discovery.
Strange doings, indeed. and stranger
still could Imogene Pamela have heard
rs well as seen. This is what really
happened: Mr.. Randolph awoke the
altman gently but thoroughly; then
ne said
Look here: want to buy YOUR :
wagon" .
"Gowan, boss; wot dyer take me
or? Here been freezin' most to def
er two mortal hours an a gent like
'ou starts right in kiclin on the clock
yidout even readin' It."
"Shucksl !" said Mr.. Randolrh .
What's biting you? Never mind the :
neter-reading; here's twenty for you
o forget that Now tell me: Who
WINS your buzz-wagon? Your" ="
Nav; the Village Cab company"
eplied the saturnine cabman as he p
tuifed the twenty-dollar bin into his
roucarc rari-,e ~