The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1921-03-10

"A long silence intervenes. The lady
could easily break it, but won't. She
has gathered somewhere that silence
is often a club. Mr.. Randolph evil
IDENTIFY shares the intuition; he must
say something and does.
1--WE been very busy since ! saw
you last"
"How interesting"
Eyes; it has benin spots. I've
er-been studying the under side OF
the upper world through a hole in the
front glass Of a taxi. 1t has given me
a great idea"
"Really?"
Eyes; I'm going to start the Man.
haitian Chaperoned Cab company"
1.-THE whatT" asked Miss Thornton,
forced to show interest in the prepOs-
ferrous project in spite Of the fact that
her eyes were growing more and more
wounded and the of her trem-
llous mouth were dropping farther
and farther south.
"Chaperoned Cab company repeat
ed Mr.. Randolph, his broad brows
pickering In serious thought over his
wide blue eyes. 1T doesn't sound like
much of an idea until you follow it
out. Would you like to have me ex-
plain it to you?"
"Oh, c~e-certainly."
"Well, it all hangs on an invention
Of my own-an attachment to the or
binary taximeter Of a miniature map
Of New York and vicinity and a sort
Of seismic-needle affair. You set the
needle on the point in the map CORE
spending to where the cab starts from
in-er-real life. Wherever the cab
goes. the needle shows the route In red
ink on the map, with a time signal OF
how long it stopped at any given
house, park, store-er-et cetera.
Do you begin to get the idea!'
"N-nO,' said Miss Thornton.
Just think a minute. Tired old
couple of conventional ideas and ac-
tually beyond the age of dancing are
in horror of sitting up all night watch
llS uduSHttl ave a SooN lhIN hpNi"
her in one of my cabs; the ink-rOute
will show just how straight she went
to the party, how long she stayed,
and how she came back. I forgot to
mention the photograph attachment in
every vehicle. Take another case :
Man married to a pretty and very
young wife. Can't you hear him say,
Yes, my d-d-dear; you can go any
where if you'll take a ChaperOned
CabT"
mo, 1 can't" said Miss Thornton
decisively, and stared meaningly at
the clock, as though she were worry
ing Yer her next engagement.
Mr.. Randolph flushed, rose hastily,
and possessed himself of hat, stick and
gloves.
II mustn't keep yOu," he said, give
got an appointment In about five min
utes myself"
She rose, an absent-minded look in
her eyes, and accompanied him to the
door of the room. He opened it and
took his hand from the knob to shake
good-by. Her hand reached out to-
ward his listlessly, as though it had
become infected with the. selfsame
droop that had assailed the corners
Of her lips.
May I-er-call again?"
mo" cried Pamela, snatched back
her hand, threw both arms up against
the doorjamb, dropped her curly head
upon them, and burst into tears.
Mr.. Randolph's platinum-headed
zane fell with a clatter; his gloves
hat, emitting a %clucking, mirthful
sound, hurled across the room. In
less time than it has taken 10 de-
scribe these simultaneous events, he
had seized the sobbing girl in his arms
and was babbling as follows:
"Miss Tho-Pamela-Pam, YOU
dearest and sweetest Of all the little
women in the world! Oh, darling,
don't cry but If you must, then cry
on me-so! That's right, my precious ;
put your arms round my neck and
hold me close. S-strangle me, b.
but never, lever let me CO."
He stopped gradually, picked her up,
and made for the couch. just before
he got there, he reached a small
prayer rug of Persian design and of
great value, n of many such GASES
in the large expanse of beautifully
waxed flooring. The Snerifieh rug
seemed to take .~n,t|len nTetsa NJ Mr..
Randolph's rude r.Ltf::l! It took to