The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1921-04-01

More than that" went or Rar
doiph: I'm not taking your job ius
f"T tonight: Tn going TO hold il. TIL
only thing l want TO promise !
that youn keep your trap closed I
you see any ads In the personal col
umns looking for me-"
How do / know you won't lift III,
car and whoop 1t up fer New Haven?'
Randolph fixed him In the eve.
You know I won't. because I sa,
It,"
"Sure-that's all right. boss" SAID
the driver conciliatingly. mo bones
broke. Now, there's Just n thing
more: have you figgered that it's five
hours 10 the opening Of secondhand
>lXth avenue or the B0wery. an I'd
nave 70 wear those clothes of yourn
sl that timer
WhatS the matter with these
ciothesT asked Randolph. a little
peeved. "Well. you've heard NV offer.
Take it or leave it."
"Snre III take IT." said the driver
promptly. If wasn't a-goin' ia have
tooh 1t from the first. what would "a
been standin' here talkin' for?"
%~hereupOn they entered to the
cramped privacy of the cab and ex-
changed garments. Randolph was
ready In ten minutes. but it took him
another ten 10 complete the apparel
Ing OF the puzzled chauffeur. That
worthy added to his investiture in
fandoiph's best evening suit q sickly
grin.
Say" he asked. "how do look? ?"
Mr.. Randolph surveyed him.
On, your do, all right. You look
about the way / would if I'd been on q
bat Better have a few drinks, If you
can find them, Inc the world will fall
for your clothes. What time do I u
the wagon in, and what time do l go
on again? Do you bunk at the garage.
by any chanceY"
Never you mind where bunk"
said the ex-cabman suspiciously.
"Dyou think I'm goin' to throw In a
happy home for two hundred? You're
the night shift for this week. Read
the rules and regulations when O
get TO the garage. Say good-by to the
boys for me an tell the manager to 90
TO blazes."
They followed this remark out of
the cab; the tough in fop's clothing
the car and turned westward,
RS previously c~hrOnicled, while Mr..
randolph. now substitute to Patrick
Heiliy as driver Of the Village Cab
,olnpany's No. 1898, hurled his char |
OF eastward, not to meet the morning,
IS 1t had appeared to the watching
Miss Thornton, but in search of the
'esidence of the head Of the legal firm
with the duty of carrying out
he instructions Of the defunct Mr..
Asa Thornton.
Mr.. Randolph, vice O'Reilly, drew
lp at the familiar address In Madison
n and laid his car cheek by jowi
With the curb as though anchoring it
or a long stay; then he descended
rom the drivers seat, entered the
alb, exclaimed thanksgiving at finding
rug, wrapped himself in its warm
otds, curled up on the seat and went
D sleep.
In the cold early morning the strong
rm OF the Law reached in and dragged
i'm back from the EIysian fields
here he had been wandering hand in
with a lovely person dressed in
little velvet tOque and very cheap
Iothes.
Here. you" said the voice of the
aw. Don't you know you can't put
p a hotel in this burg without a II.
,nse? Wot the"
Morning, Officer" said Randolph.
wing his best to be pleasant. "Tm /,
for my fare. Any regulation /
yainst that?"
Don't pull that stuff on me-" said 1
e Law. This amt the TeDderlofn." s
Il know 1t isn't" remarked Mr.. RAN t
'lph. But l happen to be waiting q
r Mr.. Borden Milyuns, Of Milyuns, \
anch & Milyuns. Ever heard of i
Sure" said the cop. impressed but 2
II suspicious. HE lives here all Il
,ht. but I amt seen him turning v