Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1921-02-11

to the human end OF you that tho
only thing that keeps me from rush
ing straight away to call on the lady
you have so accurately described Is the
fact that 1 haven't money and sha
has"
"But what about the job | offered
your interjected Mr.. Milyuns.
81 was coming to that" said Mr.
Randolph. I'm not keen on charity
from you any more than from Miss
Thornton, but-more than that
wouldn't bury myself in your stuffy
old skyscraper at any cash price
known TO man. In the first place. you
belong to the most unoriginal of all pro-
fessions, and, in the second. you make
money too slowly"
"'Moke money too slowlyr gasped
Mr.. Mllyuns, forgetting Bobby and
Pamela and their affairs for the first
time in three weeks, and remember
ing, for change. and with a twinge
of his hardened conscience, the size
of his last retainer. "Haw
But Mr.. Randolph allowed him no
time for indulgence in vocal mlrth.
That's what l said" he continued,
unmoved. ITO meet Miss Thornton
face to face and unashamed, feel
that | must have capital of ut least
hundred thousand"
He sank his head In thought for q
moment. When he raised It again,
the widely placed blue eyes were
there. So was the saddle of faint
freckies across his nose; so was the
guarantee of honesty across his open
face, hut superimposed over all was
new look OF Sudden resolution.
"You will please tell Miss Thorn
ton" he resumed, that shall do my
self the honor of calling on her one
week from the day after tomorrow Mt
four In the afternoon. There is
condition, however, and 1t Is that be
left alone without any mental reser-
walton by her and you and your agents
during the intervening time"
zone hundred thousand in nine
days" murmured Mr.. Mllyuns skepti-
cally. His great brain hung poised in
thought for some time, but finally he
nodded his acceptance OF Roberts
terms of equalization and promptly left
the room.
Mr.. OShaughnessy presently re-
turned and found his favorite driver
sunk in strenuous reverie.
We'll, Mr.-er-Robert, are you
gon' back to the folks?"
Mr.. Randolph raised his head and
smiled.
Call me Slim please, Tourke-
slim Hervey,' for awhile yet. I've de-
cided to accept your offer of another
wagon for a week or two-that Is. IL
You realize you'll be doing me just a
plain, monumental favor"
Sure, kid" said Mr.. O'Shaugh-
messy, flushing, as does all his kind on
the verge of gratitude. "That's all
right"
Thanks a lotr' said Mr.. Randolph.
"And do you mind If take the Wall
street beat for a while? need
money"
"Why, Slim, what's got We? We
know that's the rottenest shortrun
HlilllN III iONHs ANON, VI II llblltN
you want" Mr.. 'Shaughnessy
reached slowly down into his capacious
trousers pocket his eyes, meanwhile,
studying Mr.. Randolph's physlognomy
with a shrewd CLINT that had fore
stalled many a clever attempt AT
touch in years gone by.
Eyes, money said Mr.. Randolph
pensively; "a hundred thousand dol
lars worth"
Tourkes face underwent startling
change, as though II had tumbled down
a whole ladder Of emotions until II
landed with jolt on solid platform
of infinite pity.
flake any beat ye like, boy. while
We en- hold the wheel" he said. at
the same time jambing the brakes
down on his too generous hand. AN
be sure your OF fricn' Tourke amt
goln' to forget to come TO the hospital
to see you"-he finished almost with
sob-"often."
For five restless, heart-breaiing
days, Mr.. Randolph and his cab were
ut the beck and call of every short
horn curb-broker that wanted his
friends and customers TO see him start
away from the scene Of others labors
in taxi. The vast assurance thar had
graced him when he allowed Mr.. Mil
yuns 70 infer that nine days was plenty
in which to pick up hundred thou
sand dollars and that had also tlnged
remark made some weeks before To
n Miss Madge Van Teller TO the cf-
feet that the great thing nowadays
was TO avoid having too much muaey
had been gradually worn to rag gcd
FRAGILE
Mr.. Randolph was on the point Of
trying to persuade himself that he was
giving way to the too constant strain
rather than to any defect in his phil
osophy of the easineSs Of wealth when |
an excited and hatless elevator boy
rushed up and said
Here, yOuse Mr.. EmbOnpolnt Nor |
gums car has froze. Ring your OF !
fire alarm"
Mr.. Randolph almost knocked over a