The Huttig news., 1915-02-06

pie power had beguiled him. The door opened, and he saw the figure of a woman on the threshold The boy rose somewhat shyly from his seat, and stood looking at her She was as richly dressed as Miss Starr had been, but there was the same difference as between the colors of the sunset sky and the exaggerated daubs of Collas- SOS landscape She stood at the door a moment, and then came forward with her hand outstretehed.
 This is MT. South, isn't it?" she asked, with a frank friendliness in her voice
 Yes. maam, that's my name"
 I'm Adrienne Lescott," said the girl. "I thought Id find my brother here. l stopped by to drive him up- town
 Samson had hesitatingly taken the gloved hand, and it's grasp was firm and strong despite it's ridiculous smallness.
 I reckon he'll be back presently. ? The boy was in doubt as to the proper procedure. This was Lescotts studio and he was not certain whether or not it lay in his province to invite Les. eott's sister to take possession of 1t. Possibly, he ought to withdraw. His ideas of social usages were very vague.
 Then, I think I'll wait" announced the girl. She threw off her fur coat, and took seat before the open grate The chair was large. and swallowed her up.
 Samson wanted to look at her, and was afraid that this would be i'm polite. He realized that he had seen no real ladies, except On the street. and HOW he had the opportunity.
 I'm glad of this chance to meet you, MT. South" said the girl with smile that found it's way to the boys heart. After all, there was sincerity in foreign women. George talks of you so much that fse' as if I'd known you all the whiIu. Dont you think might claim friendship with Georges friends ?a
 Samson had no answer He wished to say something equally cordial, but tho old instinct against effusiveness tied his tongue.
 ' owe right smart to George Les Gvtt,a he told her. gravely.
 That's not answering my question" sne laughed. Do you consent to be. sng friends with me?''
 Miss began the boy Then, real. izing that in New York this for,u of address is hardly complete, he hast ened to add: Miss Lescott, I've been here over nine months now, and Pm just beginning to realize what a rube l am. l haven't no" Again. he broke off, and laughed at himself T mean, l haven't any Idea of proper manners. and so I'm, as we would say down home. plumb skeered' of ladies'"
 As he accused himself, Samson was looking at her with unblinking direct ness; and she met his glance with eyes that twinkled
 MT. South" she said, "I know al about manners, and you know al about hundred real things that want to know. Suppose we begfl teaching each other?"
 Samson's face lighted with the rev. olutionizing effect that a smile can bring only to features customarily solemn.
 Miss Lescott." he said, Tets call that a trade-but you're gettin' all the worst of it. To start with. you might give me a lesson right now in how feller ought to act. when he's talkin' to lady-how I ought to act with you,"
 Her laugh made the situation as easy as an old shoe.
 Ten minutes later, Lescott entered.
 We'll he said, with smile, shall l introduce you people, or have you already done it for yourselves?"
 Oh Adrienne assured him, MT. South and are old friends" AS she left the room, she turned and added: The second lesson had better be at my house. If telephone you some day when we can have the schookroom to ourselves, will you come up?''
 Samson grinned and forgot to be bashful as he replied:
 I'll come a-kitin' E"