Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1911-06-05
mo PEANUTS
NOR CANDY"

Miss Molly Kemple and her widow.
ed mother were suburbanites. Miss
Molly herself was more than that.
She was good.iooking young lady
and very coMceited over it.
Miss Molly's troubles began one day
when she hid gone up to the city to
do some shopping. In n dry goods
store she caught young man looking
at her. She gave her head toss to
show her resentment
At the depot she saw the young man
again. In r2ct. nc had the impudence
TO follow her to the ticket window
and purchase ticket OH the same
line. Also. he took the same coach
she did. Also. he looked at her over
fhe top Of his newspaper.
Miss Kc:y pie had completed half
her journey when the young man
arose and approached her. She was
looking out OF the corner of her C"e
and saw him. lie stood Mt the enu #
her seat for moment and coughed
his embarrassment. and then quietly
said:
II beg pardon"
NO candy or peanuts wanted to.
day." she replied quickly
The young man coughod :Gain and
fell back. lie was completely over
come. And Miss Molly turned her
shoulder II lit;i. more ard chucklcd
and r'sgl-d ~" ."'; the rain ut her
station auh h-' -hiL held high
As She reach-G tie platform he
passed out of her ~" forever, as she
thought. Great was her Prise, I've
next afternoon, to discover that she
had been mistaken. He was before
her at the front door when she an
swcrcd the ring.
Miss Kemple." he said after pre-
sentinG card bearing the address of
Phil " Montgomery. Scr'ptor,' IL
have called ~ make little cXpIana-
ton"
Il thoUght," size said--'I thought"
You thought you had made 1t c,car
to inc that YOU wanted neither pea
nuts nor candy" he finished Il am
not In that line at present. must
plead guilty to havi',% stared Mt you,
but let me explain. took you for
another perFon. That is. ! wondered
If you were not another young lady"
"A Miss Jones. for instance!''
mot ut all, but u young lady who
called at my studio a few days ago,
but whose address have mislnld. She
was chnrmirgy beautiful. simply
wished to ask If you were the person,
and you appeared to put another In.
terpretatlon on my conduct There
fore. this call. When I come 10 look
at yon now In Il different light and
costume see what mistake made.
Good day. Miss Kemple!" ...
The next Afternoon Mrs. and Miss
kemple started out I'm their auto to
attend lawn party at Hampstead.
At the end Of two miles the machine
stopped and couldn't be coaxed to
move another foot. The first person
10 come along was Mr.. Montgomery.
He was driving his own auto. He
stopped and lifted his cap and asked II
there was any trouble.
lie found the petrol tank empty.
filed It from n case he carried, and
then cranked up the machine and
waved his hand to signify all right.
The mother thanked him, but not q
word from the daughter.
Just across the road from the KEN.
pic manor was q small lake. Miss
Molly had read up on canoes and
made purchase of n birch bark. One
mld.forenoon II was carried down to
the water for her II was when she
started out over the placid bosom of
the lake that the canoe turned over
and spilled her out. She was choking
and gaspjng and clutching the craft
when the sculptor drew the whole
OUTFIT ashore and wrung himself out
and simply said:
81 had the good fortune to meet tho
charmiDgly beautiful young lady az
came down on the train this morning.
| must ask you again to excuse mo
for my mistake can't possibly sec
how I could have made IL. There,
there. You are very wet and should go
10 the house at once. Don't stop TO
talk"
A week later she was at he village
depot to take the train for the city
again, when she heard people shout
Ing on the street. and vas picked up
by strong arms 9nd whigkod into the
building.
"Sir, how dare your" she exclaimed
as she turned TO confront her enemy.
"You didn't hear them crying mad
dog out there. and might have been
bitten. you know" aEOlogcUcalIv OK.
plained Mr. Montgomery. There
they have shot The beast. hone aII
the crowd escaped. Rather singular
that you didn't scc nor hear"
MIR. MOl!gar cry" she said. and
there wa8 Guaver In hor voice. T
shall hope you viii cal al the house