Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1921-07-29
THEIR MISTAKE
BY D WHITE.
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Dedf NELL Inc AmDercTOHDle lot
tune is in ruins, and the last of the
Ambercrombies starts out to make
n anew. 1t was some dilemma
planning how to do it, and where to
leave mother. Mother is so mistakenly
attached to me, that she can't bear me
out of her sight, and l 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 l saved only the biggest tour
ing car, with a purpose. To make the
long story short, / am installed at
Arden-by-the-Sea as public chauffeur,
or ''bus driver; and my big pet car
may be hired by guests at THE Bluffs
for a 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 Will
Cousin lilly, and later, of course, when
! return with the spoiis. we are hoping
to winter together. This stunning an
nouncement will be all / feel that
you can bear for the present.
So l am always lovingly. PEG.
Arden-by-the-Sea, July 20.
Nell Dear: l am glad that you look
so sensibly upon my adventure your
sympathy is encouraging. OF course
there is romance in my story, but 70
nance, l fear, of a poor order. For
while l have for the very first time in
my life fallen in love Eyes, it is sadly
true), the object of my affection is
palpably unworthy. So l shall only
have to try to fall out" again for my
pains. The trying is the hardest eff
fort of my life. You see, Dop 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: ]
drove down to meet the train n eve
ming as per schedule, and some of the
chatty society young women who stoI.
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 "h~ireling"; an6
they confided to me merrily the secret
of the young fortune hunter. A mar
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
an the money his father made in oils
and left to him. and he was travelin.
around now where heiresses might be
| lAo1x11 &, A110 80 raooipfno NANNY
through marriage. Miss Olive O'Neil
a recent guest at Arden, Is a very
great heiress indeed, and a democrat
ic one, as well. My informants laugh
ingly said that they could guess why
Mr.. Benton had selected the Bluffs as
a 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 l expected. but after giving it
and me-a long, interesting scrutiny.
he handed his bag to a boy and start
ed to trudge along. At an opening be
yond the wood I came upon him later
he looked weary; the walk that long
way about, was tiresome. And as ]
slowed down to ask professionally if
he would care to ride, he intercepted
me, hat In hand, to make just that sug-
gestion. He was, / thought, unneces-
sar1ly apologize about 1t, but as we
rode along I forgot everything but the
frank charm of his manner, and the
nice look In his eyes. You can see,
Nell, 1t 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 l was joyously and Sc
cretly thinking how the girls had
wrOngpd Donald Benton in their sqs-
picions, when my awful awakening
came. Can you guess 1t, dear friendi
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 swe In a way my
own description as to coloring and
size. His stare of CONSERVATION as ]
announced my true and humble tden-
tity was enlightening. l spared him
further embarrassment, and myself
further pain, by an abrupt good-by.
Your unhappy, PEG.
Arden-by-the-Sea, Aug. L.
Dearest Nell: A hasty note. Rather
a contradiction Of all l have lately
written and a sort of paean of Joy
over events that are. I'm rather in
coherent, but I am engaged-and to
Donald Benton. And, Nell, being lust
Peg Ambercromhie. and not Olive
O'Neil, makes no difference to the man
I wronged in thought. In fact, he's
glad that I have no money at all, be-
cause he has so much. That was q
joking story regarding his unfortunate
investment. Don says certain friends
enjoy circulating 1t, in order to save
him from matchmaking mothers. Any
uav no is saved now Nell. and wa