The Bienville Democrat. [volume] (Arcadia, Bienville Parish, La.) 1912-1980, 1921-03-10
An
Adventure
Romance

In addition to being by right of birth
an integral part Of all the social strata
Of Manhattan he knew the surface or
the island and Of the adjacent COM
moner soil of the mainland cOnsid-
erably letter than he knew the palm
Of his own hand. In fact, he could
scarcely ever have been conscious that
he had a palm, even as map OF per-
Sonal fortune; for he who is complete
ly satisfied with the present never
worries about the future and Mr.. Ran
dOlph had been b0r7 content.
With such an equipment, is 1t to be
wondered at that he found the taxi
| field rich with unexpected and sur
prising blooms? Fair flowers, he had
| known heretofore to nod only over tea
tables and solid silver appeared sud
denly transplanted to his cab and
ready to nod on a stalwart shoulder.
Strong male tiger-lilies of the money
market, grated to the cushions of a
taxi, became complacent pillars upon
which some clinging ivy twined.
In six nights he learned the sound
Chat a banker makes when slender
fingers tickle him under the chin the
gasp Of a girl, tlrSt-kisScd; the cry of
a young man upon discovering the alb.
sence of grandfather's gold watch, his
since graduation day; the cluck Of a
tOp-hat fairly sat upon in the excite
ment of moment that else would
have been tragic, the eXasperating tap,
tap, tap, of a hpn-pecking tongue that
explained and cOndoned a murder mys'
terry in the next mornings papers, ana
the sob Of a ruined y0ungster who had
PLAYED with borrowed money.
All these incidents took place with
people whom Mr.. Randolph knew OF
knew of and just to show what an ex'
tremely honest young man he was, let
it be said that it did not once occur to
him that he need never be poor while
humanity. supposedly in good stand
ing, continued to lay itself open tc
blackmaiI at the rate of a case a night
At the same time, he was not stupid
and occasionally tapped out missivf
loaded with dynamite on the garage
typewriter when no one was around
Here is sample.
"Mr. Poindexter MacGuler. Sir: Al
was driving you and Miss b. b
larst night who was foster-mothered
by an aunt of friend Of a friend OF
mine, heerd you talkin to her and
all got to say is if I see you out
with her again short of the bands OF
matrimony III get another friend OF
mine to get Mr.. Robert Herv Ran
dolph to tell what he knows about
vol cheaten at cards on Dec. % last.
Nights that gave birth in the morn
ing to such illiterary tit.bits coult
scarcely he called dull. but it was MOI
long before Mr.. Randolph found him
self threatened by an unexpected mo
notonous employment. Unfortunately
for his entertainment. his reputation
as the one par excellence st. Bernard
lifesaver to the inebriate elite sprea(
rapidly throughout the Force so tina
the telephone was constantly burdenet
during the wee hours with the follow
| ing: "Say, is Slim Hervey on the Job
\ Well, when he comes in tell i'm l 20
another tailor-model drunk here wha
has lost his home address from hi
mind"
With suspicious suddenness MI
Randolph proceeded to forget half hi
| school and eliminates and cold-blOoded
ly leave them to their fate and
night out, not without coming to grie
on at least one occasion, however
"What are you comm over me?" de
manded the irate captain Of the Mt
precinct. "You amt forgot that yo
was vally to r. H. Randolph for seve
years, have va? Has all his fren
y gone on the wagon?'
" It looked like loop-hole. "Sure,
! said Slim Hervey promptlys Hi
- clubs near busted what with water
drinkers and sOfts."