Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1923-09-13

She Loneed to Step Forward and
RaIss the Yelling h~eadosar.
broadside front on the curb directly
before the delighted windows Of the
Poppy club.
Nothing would have happened tt
Miss Thornton had she been sitting
back In a ladylike manner, but at the
moment Of the cabs collision with the
imperturbable curb, she was otherwise
occupied: In short, the glass being
bit frosted, she vas standing up and
trying { o peek through the speaking
slot. As a consequence, when the door
few open with the shock, she also few
and volplaned to a landing on hands
and knees In the very middle Of the
very wide sidewalk.
With a cry Of, "Oh, missi" the
driver sprang toward her. but when,
still on hands and knees. she looked up
and gasped, "Oh. Randy-Mr. Ran.
dolph !" he turned and fed down the
hill.
Hi! You Slim Herveyi" yelled the
starter. "Come back here an sign up
for the junk!
!. In the meantime, which wasn't
much more than the twinkling Of an
eye, three perennial n~ear-youths
dashed down the steps Of the Poppy
club to the assistance Of the loveliest
trouble that had ever sent out an s.
o. 8. signal In the face Of ready help
to the falling. Individually and col
lectively. they raised the curly-haired
vision to It's feet.
at was Mr. Randolph" gasped the
maiden. In evident distress. "and I've
been looking for him for weeks"
Not Bobby I" exclaimed Mr.. Near
ton.
mot Hervl" calculated Mr.. verries.
"Not Randy! interjected Mr.. Berry
Pamela nodded three times, but her
eyes failed to show wonder. Nowadays
everybody she ran into seemed to
know everybody she knew by his FIRST
name.
Excuse me-" said Mr.. Nearton, In
tent on getting there first with a re
mark-any remark "does he owe you
money. toor'
The effect was electrical. Miss
Thornton assumed a freezing dignity.
She fixed Mr.. Nearton with steady
eyes.
"How much does Mr.. Randolph owe
you7" she asked.
"Oniy tw-twenty," babbled Mr.. Near.
ton.
"WeII, here II Is" said Pamela. draw
ing a yellowback from her chatelains
and thrusting II into Mr.. Nearton's
~nerveless hand. II happen TO W Mr.
Randolph a great deal more than that
wherewith she turned and made for
the corner and the neares telephone
booth.
Pamela was short 81 breath when
she reached the telephone. but she
managed 10 get Mr.. Milyuns' residence
on the wire and learned that he was
detained at the Office. She called NJ
that safe den Of the wo~'d-be undis
turbed and connected with a new and
strange drawi.
You've got the wrong number, lady
This Mr.. Milyuns went home early IA
celebrate his silver wedding"
"wHl you put me through 10 Mr.
Borden Milyuns." asked Pamela. In
sugar-sweet voice, "or do you really
want to start looking for another jobT
How do I know you know him
Miss Hurry. did you say? The Office
boy amt here. so ] can't ask him
Leave me your number, an I'll have
him call you
"Know him. gulped Pamela. in
rage. "why. rye k-kisSed him."
kissed Mr.. MlyunsF" Responded
the voice. taking sudden notice. well
dearie. why didn't you say so7
thought you was one Of them high
brow danes. II It's a matter 81 kissin
the boss over the wire. why just you q
10 II. I won't listen-oh. MOI"
And a ONE later. Pamela. In I
streamline body:
-Oh. Mr.. Milyuns, this r. Panel,
and I've found him! =, Yes; Rand,
Mr.. Randolph. .. No; he got away
-. Yes. He's going under the nam
Of Slim Hervey and he was driving th'
Village Cab c~ompany's No. ls9s. an,
he smashed II on the curb just In from
of that horrid Poppy club. and wher
he saw me. he ran. Oh. you vii
get him. won't you? Please hurry
And now, II youu hang %. I have |,
] few words TO say 70 that new tels