The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1921-10-27

only thing that keeps me from rush
ing straight away to call on the lady
you have so accurately described is the
fact that l haven't money and she
has"
But what about the job l offered
your" interjected Mr.. Milyuns.
~ 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 I'm your stuffy
old skyscraper at any cash price
known to man. In the first place, you
be'ong to the most unoriginal of all pro-
LESSONS. and, in the second, you make
money too slowly"
"'Make money too slowly =" gasped
Mr.. Mllyuns, forgetting Bobby and
Pamela and their affairs for the first
time in three weeks. and remember
ing, for a change, and with a twinge
of his hardened conscience, the size
OF his last retainer. "Ha ~
But Mr.. Randolph allowed him no
time for indulgence in vocal mirth.
That's what l said" he continued.
unmoved. ITO meet Miss Thornton
face TO face and unashamed, feel
that must have a capital of at least
a hundred thousand"
He sank his head IN thought for a
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, but 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 at
four in the afternoon. There Is a
condition, however, and 1t is that l 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.. Milyuns skepti-
cally. His great brain hung poised in
thought for some time, but finally he
nodded his acceptance Of Roberts
terms of capitulation and promptly left
the room.
Mr.. O'Shaughnessy presently re-
turned and found his favorite driver
sunk In strenuous reverie.
well. Mr.-er-Robert, are you
goin' back to the folks?"
Mr. Randolph raised his head and
smiled.
Call me Slim please, Tourke-
Slim Hervey,' for awhile yet. I've de
clded to accept your offer OF another
wagon for a week or two-that is, II
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 lot said Mr.. Randolph
"And do you mind If l take the Wall
street beat for a whilef 1 need
money"
"Why, Slim, what's got ye? Ys
know that's the rottenest short-run
stand in town. Now, eff it's money
you want" Mr.. O'Shaughnessy
reached slowly down into his capacious
trousers pocket, his eyes, meanwhile.
studying Mr.. Randolph's physiognomy
with a shrewd CLINT that had fore
stalled many a clever attempt at q
touch in years gone by.
Eyes, money" said Mr.. Randolph
pensively; "a hundred thousand dol
lars worth"
Tourke's face underwent startling
change, as though II had tumbled down
whole ladder of emotions until II
landed with a Jolt on a solid platform
of Infinite pity.
"Take 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. IAN
be sure your oil frien' Tourke amt
goin' to forget to come to the hospital
20 see you''-he Hn;Ebed almost with q
sob-"often."
For FIVE restless, heart-breaklnE
days, Mr.. Randolph and his cab were
at 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 that had
graced him when ne allowed Mr.. Nil.
yuns to infer that nine days was plenty
| in which to pick up q hundred thou
sand dollars and that had also tinged
| a remark made some weeks before TO
a Miss Madge Van Teller to the eff
feet that the great thing nowadays
was to avoid having too much money
had been gradually worn to ragged
| 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, yousel Mr.. Embonpoint Nor.
gums car has froze. Ring your OF
fire alarm"
Mr.. Randolph almost knocked over q