Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1931-03-19

1--WE hlO DIOlltI lltQ ltFtdlcu " llllil
that Flavia was keeping q mic boy at
home on the string while she adven-
tured to New York in the hope of do
ing better" Randy sometimes Won
dered what happened to that kid
brother when Flavia's mother discov-
cred his indiscretion.
Randy had instantly conceived a
passionate distaSte for Flavia. One
didn't do those things. SO he went to
India, with his heart whole but his
mind more than ever made up that
unless he could find his ideal the name
OF WeStoyer must die out OF the annals
of New York forever.
Willie's voice broke in again upon his
contented dreaming.
You might take me to a movie"
she said. "Corinth Deering is at the
Capitol in The Love Magic I'm crazy
to see it,
Despair manifested itself upon Ran
dy W~estover's lean young face.
II suppose" he said. you're one Of
those women who always get what they
want. You've gone through your life
trampling down everything to get your
own way. You're a terrible woman.
If you'd lived a few centuries ago,
you'd have been a czarina. All right.
Well go to the damn movies"
Thus Randolph Westover III went
protesting to his destiny.
For that night he saw Corinth Deer
ing upon the screen and knew that his
ideal was no impossible dream but an
exquisite reality who lived in Holly
wood.
Came the dawn and found Randy
Westover still awake.
Men all over the world would testify
that Randy Westover was a cool toma-
to-a very cool tomato. His nerves,
they would aver, who had played
against him on the polo field, were
made of the same steel as his wrist.
The going never got tough enough to
rattle Westy.
Yet he lay that morning in a culver
of excitement which would have
shamed a novice. The mad tingle that
had raced through him at sight of a
face upon the screen had not subsidized.
If anything, it had grown worse with
realization.
If Randy was rated a cool tomato,
he was also well known for the al
most perfect sequence of decision and
action. A one track mind and a mean
determination characterized him both
on and off the field.
Having reached the decision that
T. rn,i,rI Jonorfnr ,rvrc TIM ~ ~
created by the gods to fulfill his man.
hood, Randy contemplated ways and
means.
He must, of course, go to Hollywood,
and that at once. An aeroplane would
be quickest. But, nee there, how did
one meet SO glorious a person? OF
course he had heard tales Of Hollywood.
There were doubtless plenty of girls
in the movie capital who would be
easy enough to knows
Corinth Deering couldn't be Of
them. He had known that, even be-
fore he read the article accompanying
her picture. Naturally, his lady was
something of a mystery to the every
day world. In but not of Hollywood,
the article said.
AS for the sometimes potent factor
that he was Randolph Westover III,
she had money and prestige a-plenty
Of her own.
In his shower Randy thought sud-
denly Of Little Johnny Jones.
1t came to Randy, as the cold water
Gained his hot tension, that Little
Johnny Jones had gone movie the last
] time the gang had been at Del Monte
for the polo season. His big house
had been full Of pretty girls from Hol-
lywood, properly chaperoned, of course.
Later, when they went down to Pasa-
dena and played at Midwick, Little
Johnny had given parties-glittering
parties-for a tiny person named Jes-
sic Jordon.
Randy wished now that he had gone
to the parties. But his married sister
lived in Pasadena and she kept him
busy. Anyway, it might we'll prove
that little Johnny Jones knew Corinth
Deering or knew somebody who did
know her. AT least he was Hollywood
an enough to tell Randy how one
went about meeting SO famous and
exclusive a person.
Little Johnny Jones was still asleep
when Randy arrived at his Long Island
palace. But he awoke with a beaming
smile and a jubilant interest in his
visitor.
Good old Randy off the deep end,
eh?" he said, and roared with SYM
pathetic laughter. Thought you were
immune, my boy"
Il thought / was, too" said Randy
briefly. do you know HER?"
Little Johnny Jones waved a huge
paw. Sure. She's quite a pal of Jes-
sizes. Well, maybe not a pal, because
from what l gathered about this Deer
ing DAME" Randy WINGED, she's the
original iceberg. But Of course Jessie
knows everybody. Now, Jessie's in New
York. l suggest that we take her to
lunch and she'll steer you straight on
the whole business. Swell little gal,
Jessie"
Over a small table at the Colony,
Jessie Jordon listened while Johnny
explained all about the dilemma. Or
dinarily, Randy would have hated this
delving into his private affairs. Now
he was beyond that. His concentra-
ton rendered him impervious to any,
thing except his desire. Only, he did