The Prescott daily news., 1920-01-02
Under False Colors
 N<S By oTILLIA F. PFEIFFER
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On Monday of certain week of his uneventful life Bryce Morgan consid- cred that he had reached the acme of felicity. The following Saturday morning he was sorely disillusioned, but rather than spend eight idle days back in the city. he decided to pass another week amid an environment the crass superficiality of which had bored and depressed him.
 He was senior clerk in city mer- cantile establishment, and just before his annual two weeks vacation came around he drew a prize. An exten7 sively advertising soap concern had offered rewards to the first two per sons who correctly solved an enigma. bringing in the avowed excellence of their wares. Morgan was forwarded an order on a new fashionable sum- mer resort for two weeks free board and housing. The place was pleas ant, the economy grateful, but what Morgan cared more for was the op- portunity of mingling with real blue blooded aristocrats. To his disap- pointment he found that the various sets were divided into exclusive cliques, the men offish and skeptical of outsiders without credentials or an introduction, the women dressed up dolls, languid or insolent with a stranger.
 The latter included all but one. It was on that Saturday morning when he longed for congenial companionship that Morgan met Miss Edna Revere He had noticed the quiet, reasonably dressed young lady at the table and in the hotel parlors, but had never spoken to her. He had to, that event ful morning, for he rescued her from destruction in the plunge of speed ing automobile not 15 seconds too soon to save her life, and as she near ly swooned in his protecting clasp, spoke fervently:
 Don't faint-the danger is over"
 Very naturally Edna Revere was grateful Very naturally, too, Morgan was attracted to congenial acquaint- ance amid his practical isolation. There was rest on shaded bench, an expression of thankfulness, and two young hearts were brought to a communion of gratitude and satisfac- ton that led straight into the broad, smiling fields of pleasing friendship.
 After that for three consecutive days they met, and there were de- lightful hours on the lake and strolls into the woodland. Each maintained a certain reserve as to themselves, but intuitively recognizing a mutual liking that made one to the other ac- ceptable. It was Friday morning when Bryce sat in his room refiecting over the fact that he was deeply in love with his chance acquaintance. His face was not of happy aspect, his thoughts not at all serene. It was serious situation. There was very exclusive and stylish lady at the hotel who showed marked dis tinction to Edna. Her name, Revere, was the same as that of Edna. and the evening previous Bryce had observed the two conversing in close, friendly way
 Bryce joined Edna a few minutes later. They went down to the lake and sought a shaded spot, conversing casually, but certain sense of re- straInt influencing both. Finally Bryce spoke.
 Miss Revere, expect to leave here tomorrow
 T am sorry, shall miss you," was the reply, given with an unmistakable note of sincerity. stances,' continued Bryce. 'there is something would be tempted to dis- close to you"
 NO circumstance should arise be- tween real friends as we are, that should deter perfect confidence" re- piled Edna sweetly.
 'Then I am going to tell you that I love you"
 Edna's eyes dropped, she was silent \
 T am sorry did not tell you more about myself" went on Bryce deject- edIy. "I have a confession to make. l have been sailing under false colors I am out of my natural circle Tn fact, Miss Revere, I am not rightfully one of the giddy crowd where I have no place. Neither wealth nor social position are mine"
 "Why, am glad of that" spoke Ed na, clearly rIy-relievedly, It seemed.
 T came here by a freak of chance" proceeded Bryce. T was one of the