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Edward Salisbury Field

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by Edward Salisbury Field 

Chapter One 

If Dad had been a coal baron, like Mr.  Tudor Carstairs, or a stock-
watering captain of industry, like Mrs.  Sanderson-Spear's husband,
or descended from a long line of whisky distillers, like Mrs.
Carmichael Porter, why, then his little Elizabeth would have been
allowed the to sit in seat of the scornful with the rest of the Four
Hundred, and this story would never have been written.  But Dad
wasn't any of these things; he was just an old love who had made
seven million dollars by the luckiest fluke in the world. 

Everybody in southern California knew it was a fluke, too, so the
seven millions came in for all the respect that would otherwise have
fallen to Dad.  Of course we were celebrities, in a way, but in a
very horrid way.  Dad was Old Tom Middleton, who used to keep a

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