The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1928-09-07
SS-145l The driver .I,,.

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behind his wheel, a tweed cap puilp
over his eyes, was blissfully uncon
scioIs of the tragedy he had left III
his wake. For a second Judith leaned
weakly against tne telephone post
Then she was about to present hersel
TO the offender, when:
"You called taxi. ma'am? Wher,
to?" and she was i'm the depths of til,
cab. weeping bitter tears. vowing
vengeance on the driver of the maroon
roadster The Iicense-1SS-745-w
firmly impressed on her mind. She
would report the outrage. A citizen
couldn't stand on the curb without
being made the victim of ruthless
drivers ! He must have seen that mud
puddle! He must have known the dis
aster he had caused! And he didnr
care! He would pay her cleaning bill
the owner of that roadster! She
would sue him! She would talk to
Mr.. Hornblow, her attorney-employe
in the morning; And then the cab
had stopped in front of the brilliantly
lighted home of the Whitmans and she
started to weep again as she paid the
driver. She was wreck. Alma
would let her have a frOck for to
night, but oh, that lovely green dress
and slippers which she had saved for
"a very-special occasion.
Then she stopped short! In the
driveway of the Whitman home stood
a bright new maroon roadSter-the
drum type tire carrier proclaimed the
fact that it was Senator 81 and
the license plate bore the numbers
1SS-745!
And Alma was opening the door,
kissing her warmly and then looking
down at the ruined dress. Judith was
again on the verge of tears when she
was conscious that a man was stand
ing beside her, his hand extended
that a broad smile flashed across that
brown young face above her.
And this is my friend Judy
She knew it was Norman Parker, of
course, but she also knew that he was
the driver of the maroon roadster, for
a tweed cap was in his hand. He had
just arrived
"Some beast of driver drove
through a puddle and ruined Judys
Dress explained Alma sympathetical-
ly. "Come upstairs, darling, and you
can wear my orchid"
That's beastly shame. l think
person who drives like some of these
fools in this town should be prose
cuted," said Norman Parker indig-
nantly. land such a beautiful dress.
Did you get his license number?"
Judy slipped out of the kasha wrap
and turned and smiled sweetly.
"Oh no, just let him go by-with-
out noticing. Accidents will happen,
you know. and it might as well be me
as some one else. | shouldn't have
been standing quite so near the curb
anyway-and the dress will clean"
Late that night the maroon road
ster stopped in front of Judith's apart
ment, but Az arm held her tight as
she was about to get out.
81 love you, Judy" whispered Lieut.
Norman Parker. ~ guess l have al
ways loved you since Alma showed
me snapshot of you and | received
your first letter but love you
more than ever now since l found out
what a good little sport you were over
your spoiled dress. You know dear,
life is more or less of mud puddle
unless you know how to step over
xx,ith 70
show me how to smile when
I get spattered show me how
to make the best of them you
do love me, don't you Judy? And we
are going back to Honolulu, you and |
and the Senator 81 bought this
new roadster because Thought you
might like it :. and we'll clear
the mud puddles all right won't
we.