The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1918-10-10
PROFITABLE ERROR
BY GEORGIA SMITH


II dil UfSdh w ny lbliCNiib tA AAAi
pulse to ride on the merry-go-round at |
Old Orchard last summer. l felt ex-
tremely foolish after seating myself
on one of the prancing ponies and
glanced around at the people stand
ing near, hoping | shoSld see no one
! knew. Carefully ! inspected the
crowd and recognized none Of them,
so proceeded to enjoy my ride.
Soon young man walked around
the corner Of the ticket stand and
stopped in front of the now moving
horses. It was Tom Campbell, the
very same tall, good-looking Tom !
had chummed around with In Law
renee year or so before. Through
slight misunderstanding, before my
return to Maine, / had lost track of
him, which fully explained my sur
prise on seeing him at this summer
resort. In spite Of our disagreement
/ still held a friendly feeling toward
him and thrilled with pleasure at see
ing him once aga.n.
"As soon as this merry-go-round
stops ! will go and speak to him."
treasured myself. Thus thinking, !
kept my eyes on him at every turn,
waiting for him to glance In my direc-
ton. He soon spied me in my rldicu-
lous position, and I smiled toward
him. Again he looked at me, then
turning walked to the end of the
pier.
This was too much for my re on
| ing ability and utterly unlike i'm.
Therefore / felt inclined to think he
still remembered our difference Of the
previous year. Otherwise how could
he have failed to recognize me.
The fault having been mine, has
tened after him as soon as the merry
| go-round slowed down, intent upon be-
coming friends again. He was soon
found leaning Idly against the pier
railing, watching the waves on the
beach below.
"Won't you speak to an old friend,
Tom% I began.
Yes--er--indeed of course I am
glad TO speak to you, Miss--er--'
This last was followed by signif-
cant pause. at his first words ! had
looked at his face again. Looking at
him az close range showed me not
Tom Campbell but a darker looking
young man, greatly resembling Tom.
was frightened at my mistake and
could not speak.
REALLY you must pardon my for
getfulness, but your name has actu.
ally slipped my mind"
His voice stirred me and FASTENED
TO apologize, explaining how | had
mistaken him for Mr.. Campbell, a
friend of mine. Very politely he told
me his name, that his home was far
from Lawrence--in fact, he lived In
Canada, and while he was sorry he
wasn't the original Mr.. Campbell, he
had no grievance against being mis-
taken for him.
Perhaps 1t was his frank, good-na'
, tured smile that won me. At any rate
/. l soon found myself laughing over my
' mistake and he appeared so little
E like a stranger that ! told him my
0 name and where / was staying. Witt
that l dared not prolong the scene
: further, for fear he would mistake m!
2 intent.
Joining my friends again, re
turned to the cottage, my thoughts
far from their ever-cheering chatter.
Several times during the following
e week we passed on the beach. A
Is first he merely tipped his hat, Will
n l acknowledged his greeting with |
smile, and as / thought, very prope
: How do you dor" The situation
amused me, and when he stopped M
! on one Of my morning walks to asl
e permission to accompany me, pu
I formality aside and gave him permits
sion. A few such meetings left m
: firmly convinced that If there WASH
such thing as love at first sigh
there surely was at second or thir
sight.
Fate befriended us and we wer
formally introduced at one of the col
tages where l visited now and ther
Then followed q series of walks, e1
cursions, boating trips and dances
ending In my return to town at tn
end of the season the proud posses
sor of a bright new diamond ring an
his return to Canada TO prepare for q
early wedding.
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