The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1921-04-01
"Good Idea! Friday 1t Is"

"Good Idea! Friday 1t Is"
terests to the tune Of twelve billion
dollars. 1t may be thought that 1t was
Slim Hervey's intention to watt this
precious pair to some bosky retreat,
cover them with leaves, and hold them
for ransom, but such was not the case.
He desired nothing from these two
potentates among a race of 1ucre
giants beyond what might come to him
through his ever-open speaking slot.
This is all he heard:
'Lewisfader is getting kind Of
fresh"
"That's what l been thinkin'."
"WhenY'
"What about Friday, when the Bun
kers-Bollweevil report comes out?"
Good ideal Friday it is.'
Not another word. but, as it hap
pened, it was enough to start Mr. Ran
dolph honlSing uptown the moment he
had dropped his laconic fares at their
next board meeting. No one had to
tell him who Lewisfader was; he had
been to college with that financier's
son, and if there was one thing above
all others that said offspring was good
at, it was blowing his fathers horn.
Lewisfader was this and Lewisfader
was that but principally and especial
ly he was the central rock in the money
maelstrom known to the stock market
as "Amal l. S. & c." which had only
lately dared to swell its portentous
belly in the company of the most de-
veloped and vicious saurians Of the
| financial world.
ALI the way uptown, Mr.. RandOlph's
face was concentrated in the nearest
| approach to a frown of which 1t was
capable. He was not, however, weigh
ing the substance of what he had heard
4 this way and that for the simple rea-
son that the moment the one word,
"Lewisfader," had reached his ears, he
had seen the great light and grasped
his bunch beyond any thought of look
ing back. That part Of 1t was settled;
what worried him now was the amount
of ways and means in his pocket. BY
thinking very hard, he added up his
| "ltIOul DllhSILS II loi III " shS
light of day. The exact sum was six
ty-eight dollars and fifty cents.
No sooner had he passed the test in
mental arithmetic than he drew up
little beyond the front door of the Rock
ct club. He started to leave his cab,
paused, considered, and then deliber-
ately lowered the flag. As he entered
| tIo 1ohhr Of nh four Sp9ndallZH0
fronts leaped to bar his way. They
asked him a variety Of biting ques-
tions: Did he think it was a night
lunchwagon? Which chambermaid
was he calling on? Was he looking for
Mills hotel2
'Herhert" roared Mr.. Randolph.
The functionary named, head door
man for the Rocket club since first 1t
started on its appropriately meteoric
; career, leaped from his dignified seat
; on the somnolent side lines and stared
, wide eyed at the servile appartion
that had dared shout the open sesame
to that inviolate portal.
. "Mr. Randolph !" he gasped at last,
: and the stunned fronts started to stink
! away.
+ Hold on, there !" said Mr.. Randolph,
! and Invested himself of cap to one,
a overcoat to another, gloves to the third
and asked the fourth for light. Her
~ bert" he continued, in modulated
. tones, "the cab outside is waiting for
Mr. r. H. Randolph. 1t may be there
: for some time. Have an eye kept or
II it."
g "Yes, Mr.. Randolph. I'll see to 1t
4 Mr.. Randolph. George, Mr.. Randolph's
l. letters
v "Never mind the letters" counter
/ manded the oft-named one. and pro
d ceeded to thread his way to a certain
o small room strategically placed wei
f. within the depths of the edifice an'
g far from the maddening tumult of tn
" streets. The said apartment at tn
d moment of his arrival contained fiv
occupants seated round a circular tabl
# of convenient height and clothed il
"a pale green. kindest of all shades TO TIL
in eve of man. There were no mirror
l. on the walls.
N Mr.. Randolph's entry was greete
" first with CONSERVATION and then wit
! shouts.
r. "Bobby, you old scOut!'
~ "Herv. by great balls of sweat"
"Randy, from where the devil?"
a The speakers arose end pumI
a handled Mr.. RandOlph's arm.
"A "Ye gods, man, where you been
Strayed In from fancy dressf'
"Never mind the glad rags. fellows