Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1923-07-26
Ten dollars worth Of the park" Is

Ten DOLLARS worth or the PARK, II
what he said.
The driver welcomed the sudden
apparition with a friendly grin,
honked dehantly three times. and
threw In the clutch. They were on.
and trailing after them came such
string Of blasphemous utterances as
made Mr. Randolph vince.
The girl was laughing. No longer
did her eyes search for a CLEAN they
thought they had lost forever. II was
there within them, come back to roll
lick In her pupils and spill itself In
reckless spending.
"Oh! OH What q bump!" she
gasped.
Funny, wasn't ity said Mr.. Ran
dolph weakly.
lawfully" said the girl.
Thereupon fell q long silence. The
cab cut across the traffic. reached the
Avenue, and eventually the dark park
before Mr.. Randolph found anything
further to say.
Sunny. wasn't itr' he remarked.
The girl cast him a startled look.
"why." she gurgled. that's what
you said before"
$50 I did" said Mr.. Randolph,
frownlng thoughtfully. $50 did. By
the way. what's your Manner
The girl caught her breath and
swallowed her laughter
"vivienne WHERE" she said, after
q pause.
slow awfull" commented Mr.. Ran
dolph. "One Of those deliberate al
alterations that 60 with the back row
Of the chorus"
"Front row." vivienne defended
promptly. but unsmillng. Her lips
twitched down at the corners. AT
least. II was front row."
II know" said Mr.. Randolph.
you've been fired. heard what
Beamer said to you. How long have
you known that shaker
"Not very long" she answered. "He
got me on, and I suppose he got me
on" She drew a long breath and
turned appealing eyes to Randolph.
please" she said, don't let's talk
about him. I want so to be happy for
q few minutes. I love the park at
night with Its border Of lights. Let's
play a game"
"a gamer" said Randolph doubt.
fully.
"Yes. Wen guess which Is Central
Park West and which Is One Hundred
and Tenth street and which is the ave-
nue.. II Is not as easy as you think
after you've been going round q while.
I'm feeling d-dizzy a-already."
You areT exclaimed Mr.. Randolph.
swell, let me tell you II isn't from
buzzing round a two-miIe circuit
What did you have for dinner7'
Miss vivienne shut her lips tight.
Wont you please play my gamer
she asked family.
Mr.. Randolph frowned as though
considering the subject very seriously.
but the matter that held his attention
was not the proposed guessing match.
That would not have been fair nor
amusing. as the headlights Of his own
very comfortable apartment blinked
at him every time they came to Fifty
ninth street. He was justifying to
himself very questionable move. He
wished to feed this stray damsel and,
at the same time. talk TO her with a
purpose. He could not see himself
doing II In a cabaret. and every hotel
supper room had already become one
Of those things. He came to q decision
and spoke.
'I'll take q hand In your game, all
right, but not just as you think. Do
you-would you trust meT"
Immediately the girl was on her
guard. She looked into his face and
read IL.
Il would never have thought Of not
trusting you II you hadn't asked that
old, old trap question:" she said
gravely.
Forget that I asked H." said Mr..
Randolph promptly. and leaned out to
IKE The driver his sddreza A thin