The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1921-06-14
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, MIXED IDENTITY :
BY NINA G. RAMSAY. Q
u. 5. S. Birmingham.
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Dearest Dolly:
Il cannot begin TO tell you how glad
am again To be writing you-guess
aeted like a-ciid about Ted Corlng-
but at the same time you must admit,
little girl. that you gave me some
cause for anger. Dear, can't we cail
IL quits? And as for"
The letter lluttered from Molry's I'm
gers. Who in the world was writing
TO her like this? Why, she had never
had sweetheart In all her lonely life.
and out Of clear blue sky-this. She
flushed guilty as she thought Of the
little girl" and hurriedly picking up
the scattered sheets. finished reading
The rest of the letter WIS filled with
thrilling tales OF travel, bits of hulnor-
Gus adventure, and-between the lines
IA mans yearning for home and Ibis"
girl. IL was signed Monty"
Molly's life had been singularly I'M
eventful as far as men were con-
eerned. Ever since she could remem-
Der she had lived with her mother as
her only companion-the mother
whose soul and mind were buried deep
In a past of which she never spoke.
The day the letter was received she
had been, for her. unusually blue ard
lonely.
She. could not help feeling In her
secret heart that the letter could not
possibly be for her, and yeti was
rather nice 10 be called dear
Molly hastily snatched up the en-
velope, and as she scanned IL sec
ond time the smile died from her face:
ITO Miss Dolly Roberts, Sargent
School. Cambridge. Mass" she read.
SO that was it, She had frequently
been confused with Dolly Roberts be-
cause of the similarity of their lanes,
although they were as different as
night and day. Pretty, frivolous, tickle
Dolly-why, the whole school was
talking about her now for clipping
quite dramatically week agoi Yes,
and the mans name had been Car
ing.
She sat quite still. A daring thought
had entered her mind; this Monty was
safe distance away, Dolly was GER
tainly beyond caring-school would ne
closing now in week and Molly could
send him her summer address. Who
would be the wiser If she wrote to
( Monty, pretending she was Dolly? She
could typewrite her letters, so that
Monty would not suspect, he was too
far away to hear of Dolly's latest ca
price. Molly, at this moment, was far
from the placid being her schoolmates
thought her.
The plan was carried through with
out "A slip. Molly wrote one OF her
nimitable letters-clever, humorous
and sensible. An answer came in
time, then letters flew back and forth
all summer and fall.
Thus matters stood until one crisp
morning in early December As Molly
was leaving the school building. tele-
gram was put into her hands. and
with sinking sensation IL her breast,
she tore open the envelope. The
words stared up at her through a
blur:
Meet me on 2 80 train today Must
see you-Monty."
Molly stood dazed; her little world
was crumbllng about her feet
As the hour approached, Molly's
sensitive soul shrank from the task,
but somehow she found herself at the
STATEN. waiting with a heavy heart to
break her poor bubble into thousand
crystals.
The train rumbled into the station,
the great gates swung open, ard
throng streamed through. Molly, sick
with misery, turned away and leaned
despairingly against the iron gate.
Suddenly she was startled by
touch on her arm. and deep voice
said bit unsteadily:
Molly, you were-so good-to
come"
In her distress she did not notice
that he called her Molly" she did
not even stop to wonder how he knew
her. She had only an instants i'm
preston Of tanned, rather good
looking face. and earnest, smiling
eyes. then
"Oh." she cried. "you-it's all hor-
ribe mistake-I lied to you. | opened
your letter to Dolly by mistake-and
! was lonely, ard"
The pitiful recital ended In what
sounded susplciously like a sob, and
the tall young man In the ensign's uni
form patied her shoulder clumslly.
There, now" he soothed gently. ~
knew all the tlme-and I'm glad Dolly
lid elope, because now | have you"
Indignantly Molly shook Off his
hard, and demanded warmly:
"You-knew
well. you see," explained the young
man genially, "when / received your
first letter | knew that somebody quite
different from Dolly had written 1t.
made guarded inquiries of my sister,
Peg, senior at Sargent, and she told
me about Molly Robbins, who was al
ways being confused with Dolly Rob
prts II sounded reasonable and go