The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1921-07-08
THEIR MISTAKE
BY MlLDRSD WHITE.
t@. 1921. western Newspaper Union,
Arden-by-the-sea. July 8.

Lear Nell. 1uc AIuBeTCEOuDlc loI-
tune Is in ruins, and the last Of the
Ambercrombies starts out to make
one anew. 1t was some dilemma
planning how to do 1t, and where to
leave mother Mother is so mistakenly
attached to me, that she can't bear me
out Of her sight, and I couldn't make
our joint fortune, sitting on the front
doorstep. So we sold that uselessly
impressive furniture dear old father
loved to hoard, and from our past
grandeur saved only the biggest tour,
ing car, with a purpose. To make the
long story short, I am installed at
Arden-by-th Sea as public chauffeur,
or ''bus driver; and my big pet car
may be hired by guests at "The Bluffs"
for days excursion. or it makes regu-
lar trips to meet trains as happens to
be most desirable your humble friend
acting as driver Mother is, for the
time being, making her home with
Cousin lilly, and later, of course, when
/ return with the spoils, we are hoping
to winter together. This stunning an
nouncement will be all / feel that
you can bear for the present.
So am always lovingly, PEG.
Arden-by-the-Sea, July %.
Nell Dear: I am glad that you look
so sensibly upon my adventure; your
sympathy is encouraging. OF course
there is romance in my story, but ro-
nance, l fear, Of a poor order. For
while have for the very first time in
my life fallen in love Eyes, 1t Is sadly
true), the object of my affection is
palpably unworthy. So shall only
have to try to fall out" again for my
pains. The trying Is the hardest eff
fort of my life. You see, Don is really
so big and dear and engaging, that
one can't steel ones heart against him,
and here is the way 1t all began: I
drove down to meet the train one eve
ming as per schedule, and some of the
chatty society young women who stop
at the Bluff rode with me for pleas
ure. These girls are so kind and
friendly that have to remind myself
forcibly that / am a 'hireling"; and
they confided to me merrily the secret
of the young fortune hunter. A man
friend of this Mr. Donald Benton's had
told a certain young woman of Mr..
Benton's purpose in coming to Arden.
He had, it appeared, invested and lost
all the money his father made in oils
and left to him, and he was travelling
around now where heireSses might be
located, in hope of regaining money
through marriage. Miss Olive O'Neil,
a recent guest at Arden, Is very
great heiress indeed, and democrat
ic one, as well. My informants laugh
ingly said that they could guess why
Mr. Benton had selected the Bluffs as
stopping place." Then, they pointed
him out to me at the station, and de-
parted, preferring to walk back TO the
hotel Mr.. Benton did not signal my
car, as expected, but after giving it
and me-a long, interesting scrutiny,
he handed his bag to boy and start
ed to trudge along. At an opening be-
yond the wood came upon him later /;
he looked weary; the walk that long
way about, was tiresome. And as
slowed down to ask professionally II
he would care to ride, he intercepted
me, hat in hand, to make just that sug-
gestion. He was, / thought, unneces-
rode along forgot everything but the
frank charm of his manner, and the
nice look in his eyes. You can see.
Nell, it was love at first sight, unmiS
takably. And the wonderful thing
seemed, that as days passed, my love
was as promptly reciprocated. We
met often, and quite by accident here
and there, and I was joyously and Sc
cretly thinking how the girls had
wronged Donald Benton in their sus-
picions, when my awful awakening
came. Can you guess it, dear friend?
Donald had mistaken me for Olive
O'Neil the heiress, whose favorite car
happens to be of the same make and
model as my own. Olive O'Neil, who
prides herself upon severely tailored
cut clothes who answers. In way my
own description as TO coloring and
size. His stare of CONSERVATION as
announced my true and humble iden-
tity was enlightening. / spared him
further embarrassment, and myself
further pain, by an abrupt good-by,
Your unhappy, PEG.
Arden-by-the-Sea, Aug. /.
Dearest Nell: A hasty note. Rather
contradiction of all I have lately
written, and a sort OF paean of joy
over events that are. I'm rather in
coherent, but I am eagaged-and to
Donald Benton. And, Nell, being just
Peg Ambererombie, and not Olive
O'Neil, makes no difference to the man
wronged in thought In fact, he's
glad that have no money at all, be-
cause he has so much. That was a
joking story regarding his unfortunate
investment. Don says certain friends
enjoy circulating it, In order to save
him from matchmaking mothers. Any
way, he is saved now, Nell, and we
are to be married soon. I will write
you about IT.