Perth Amboy evening news., 1921-06-01
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II Was dark when we drove into
wellsville. 1 vas glad of that. For
on the way we had planned to slip
in quietly. put the car up at the
public garage, and walk home TO my
little house.
Then next morning Win would 60
of 10 his Office as usual, and as usual
1 would 90 u In the garden-and
when Wellsville knew we were home
Il would find us already established
and there could bo no welcome
party, nor any fuss nor excitement.
We planned and laughed over 1t as
We drove back, we even fingered at
a roadhouse for dinner. so as to be
sure IL would be late when we got
In. and the people along our street"
already in bed.
Only one thing troubled me. l had
forgotten the annoyance of the man
with the camera-until dinner. In
the late afternoon we stopped at a
small town to buy gasoline, and Win
began buying the city papers.
Though Il seemed only a short time
since we had left the city. still there
had been opportunity for hat pic
ture TO get into print and a story
written of the elopement and the
neditions sent out on the fast trains.
yThese were in the railroad station
across from where we were buying
gas.
Look herei' Win cried laughing,
and spread the papers out for me.
looked at headlines, small
enough perhaps, but looming large
in my eyes. because my name was
In them.
New York Debutante Elopes''
one said. "Heiress to Millions Mar
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put It.
And so it went. One paper had a
picture of me-one / had posed for
months and months before, when
Aunt Harriet still had the idea of
making a social butterfly out OF me.
The stories, which Win read to
me while l took the wheel and
drove, were the strangest mixture Of
fact and fiction. / was an heiress to
millions but preferred the quiet life
to the city's gaiety, one said, an
other that / had spent my life in
boarding schools abroad, another
that Twas supposed to be studying
for the opera.
Aunt Harriet has gotten excited
and talked, or else they've been lis
tening to some of the rumors that
a around the village about you
when you first came" Win chuckled,
as he read. Someone in the n
tsrium heard you singing scales in
your room one day and decided you
had such a good voice you must be
an opera singer. / know who let
out all this wild gossip, the little
editor Of the weekly paper in Wells
ville."
l said nothing.
IT'S a peach of a picture Of you,"
Win went on. looking at the snap
shot. Good of the car too. Wasn't
i modest? l sat on the other side
/ don't get in at ALL"
"You might have been the whole
picture as far as / am concerned" I
$answered icily. Win tossed h
, papers into the back of the car.
Funny child" he said. Aren't
you glad I'm proud of you?"
'Of course" l answered.
do you love me?" he demanded
so a~nxiously / laughed and forgot
my momentary i'll humor. After all,
Win vas a child-his pleasure at
oil this was the pleasure of a small
boy with a new plaything.
We put the Ear at the one public
garage on Mountain street. and Win.
carrying our bags, Joined me where
I waited in the shadows on the cor
ner. We walked back through small
streets and turned finally into u
part. a block from my little white
house.
Il never knew. when I rented 1t,
that / vas 10 be married and live
there" / said as we walked along.
Isn't IL lovely. Win-just you and l
IN hat dear little place? Do you
think | can send Parker back TO the