The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1921-01-22

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yea. fer they all wan blisesslaed."
'"Asy tont wAlk." said hadss.
FISHING. and her eyes cleansing
strangely. That's Just the point they
rush. whiri and"
"And crash" finished Bobby.
That's the very word" said Madge.
III you'll only keep on the way you've
started, I'd love to tulk to you all
night"
"No chance OF that" said Bobby.
strsight.llpped. Pm through, aud rIn
going" He turned toward the door.
mot without kissing me good-by.
Bobbyw cried Madge.
He looked over his shoulder with a
polite but lmpersonal smile.
I'm not much on kissing strange
women" he said lightly. ut would
take me years to learn 10 kiss yeu
sFaia."
He LEFT the rsom and the house.
wlh bis tep- hat pushed back on his
head, the ends Of Ids mufTlsr nyibg
lssss. his svsreoat half unbuttsned,
he swunE ~ TIE deserted lower
reaches q ne Avenue. puactnafing
bis Thoughts with the ssIid rap If his
stick en- the pavement. II might be
supposed thst hs was Thinking and
sSufnlns stst the sudden demise Of
the hiss Van Teller he had thought
he had known for many years, but
such was not the case.
Mr.. Randolph was not built on
mourning lines; at the moment under
review, he was thinking about himself
and the strange fate that had made
him.a foster-chlld Of fortune. He pro-
ceeded to look back ten years. Just a
decade ago he had had his one meet
ing with the young lady whose dsap-
pearance had brought him an unstable
sfiuence. II had taken place on this
very avenue and less than forty short
blocks away. He had reason to re-
member the encounter. for II had
brought into sudden conjunction a
lovely Persian cat, a lovely wire.haired
terrier, lovely child, and himself.
The cat had dashed from proud
front door to cross Forty something
street under the nose OF taxi-cab I;
the dog had flown IN yapping pursuit
and, In the act, yanked his young mis-
tress on her pins. He, Mr.. Randolph,
had seized one Of her flying feet,
hauled her and the teTier back to
} safety, and no sooner placed her up
right and smOothed down her absnrdly
short skirts than he, she, and especial
ly II, the dog, became the center and
circumference Of an animated pin
wheel.
Her mistaken determination TO hold
to the leash. whatever happened,
brought disaster. The said leash
wound three times round her ankles
and those Of Mr.. Randolph. bringing
them both down kerplunk and facing
each other. "My, what bumpl" she
had cried. IN startled tones, and then
thrown back her curly head and
laughed.
IL was so that he remembered her
a child Of ten or eleven summers and
no winters, merry as sunny day,
dark-haired, dark-eyed. pink-cheeked
pampered but unspoiled. She had
risen and taken his hand. told him
her name. thanked him, ordered a
Hurried nurse to thank him, shaken
her finger at the terrier, and said,
"Good-by" and "Come on, Maggie" all
while he was still rubbing the seat of
his first long trousers.
On that day she had been Miss Imo-
gene Pamela Thornton, pettsd darling
Of the gods and Mr.. Brewster Thorn
ton. banker and wldower; two mouths
later had come Thornton's financial
smash and, Immediately afterward, his
spiritual moral and bodily collapse.
Everything that had made for life in
him having been swept away. he died
as matter OF course, and was buried.
For sole Inheritance little Genie
Thornton found herself possessor and
possessed OF one Maggie O'Rourke. n
nurse OF long standing, OF earnest and
faithful face, and monster heart i'm.
prlsoned in pItifully thin chest.
II had taken Genie's great-uncle.
Asa Thornton, six more months TO for
get quarrel OF sixteen years stand
Ing with his nephew. and by that time
child and nurse had been seeped into
that lower world which can't AFFORD
morning and afternoon editions and is
too busy praying for daily bread to
look for a rain Of mamma in the daily