The Huttig news., 1911-04-01
NO PEANUTS NOR CANDY"

ed mother were suburbanites. Miss Molly herself was more than that. She was a good-looking young lady and very conceited over it.
 Miss Molly's troubles began one day when she had gone up to the city to do some shopping. In a dry goods store she caught a young man looking at her. She gave her head toss to show her resentment
 At the depot she saw the young man again. In fact, he had the impotence to follow her to the ticket window and purchase a ticket on the same line. Also, he took the same coach she did. Also, he looked at her over the top of his newspaper.
 Miss Kemple had completed half her journey when the young man arose and approached her. She was looking out of the corner of her eye and saw him. He stood at the end of her seat for a moment and coughed his embarrassment, and then quietly said:
 T beg pardon"
 No candy or peanuts wanted to- dayl" she replied quickly
 The young man coughed again and fell back. He was completely over come. And Miss Molly turned her shoulder a little more and chuckled and giggled She left the train at her station with her chin held high.
 As she reached the platform he passed out of her life forever, as she thought. Great was her surprise, the next afternoon, to discover that she had been mistaken. He was before her at the front door when she an- swered the ring
 Miss Kemple," he said after pre- senting card bearing the address of ePhil H. Montgomery, Sculptor" T have called to make little explana- ton"
 T thought" she said-"I thought"
 You thought you had made it clear to me that you wanted neither pea nuts nor candy" he finished. q am not in that line at present I must plead guilty to having stared at you. but let me explain. I took you for another person. That is, I wondered if you were not another young lady"
 A Miss Jones, for instance!"
 Not at all, but a young lady who called at my studio few days ago, but whose address have mislaid She was charmingly beautiful. I simply wished to ask if you were the person, and you appeared to put another in depreciation on my conduct. There fore, this call. When I come to look at yon now in different light and costume I see what a mistake I made Good day, Miss Kemplel" l The next afternoon Mrs. and Miss Kemple started out in their auto to attend lawn party ct Heripstead. 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 MT. Montgomery. He was driving his own auto He stopped and lifted his cap and asked if there was any trouble.
 He found the petrol tank empty, filed it from a case he carried. and then cranked up the machine and waved his hand to signify all right 1 The mother thanked him, but not word from the daughter.
 Just across the road from the Kem- l pie manor was a small lake. Miss l Molly had read up on canoes and made purchase of birch bark. One mid-forenoon it was carried down to l the water for her It was when she l started out over the placid bosom of 1 the lake that the canoe turned over and spilled her. out. She was choking and gasping and clutching the craft when the sculptor drew the whole outfit ashore and wrung himself out and simply said:
 q had the good fortune to meet the charmingly beautiful young lady as I came down on the train this morning. I must ask you again to excuse me for my mistake. can't possibly see how I could have made it. There. there, you are very wet and should go to the house at once. Don't stop to talk"
 A week later she was at the village depot to take the train for the city again, when she heard people shout ing on the street, and was picked up by strong arms and whisked into the building.
 Sir, how dare you?" 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 apologetically ex- plained Mir Montgomery. There they have shot the beast. I hope all the crowd escaped. Rather singular that you didn't see nor hear"
 MT. Montgomery she said, and there was quayer In her voice, q shall hope you will call at the house this evening.
 With pleasure"
 q want other explanations. I want to know how all these things come to happen. I want to know why I am as homely as a hedge-fence, and that