s, -¥ — wr — - and Cr “YOU DARLING!" SYNOPSIS. Occupying a dilapi- dated shack in the Silent City, a squatter settiement near Ithaca New York, Polly Hopkins lives with her father, small Jerry, and an old woman, Granny Hope. On an adjacent farm, Oscar Bennett, prosperous farmer, is a neighbor. He is secretly married to Evelyn Robertson, supposedly wealthy girl of the neighborhood. Marcus Mac- Kenzie, who owns the ground the squatters occupy, is their deter. mined enemy. Polly overhears a conversation between MacKenzie and a stranger, in which the former avows his intention of driving the squatters from his land. The stran- ger sympathizes with the squatters, and earns Polly's gratitude. Evelyn Robertson discovers from her moth- er that they are not rich, but prac- tically bou of Robert : cousin Polly learns that the sympathetic stranger {8 Robert Percival Evelyn charges Polly with a message to Bennett, telling him she can give him no more money. She already bitterly regrets her marriage to the ignorant farm- er. Polly conveys her message and Oscar makes threats He Insists Evelyn meet him that night. Polly has her father and Larry Bishop, a squatter, take an oath to do Mac- Kenzie no injury. Bvelyn unsuc- cessfully tries to get money from her mother with wh 1 to buy off Bennett and Induce him to leave the country, giving her her freedom She and MacKenzie avow their love. At the arranged meeting that night Bennett threatens Evely n with exposure money. Polly meets Rot sert cival, and they are mutually at- tracted, Polly's feeling being adora fon, Oscar kills Polly's lamb and Percival thrashes Oscar, nty iyn Pare CHAPTER VIil—Continued. — — of A sound was his only nervously. “Now this offer,” went boots movi answer. ng on boards Polly what I'm MacKenzie, price o twenty five to take is on to one golng “No can make me raise 1e¢ cent T'll give apiece ; tter the men you sign you dollars your wom- over me squa rights; then your and kids Ti en and go.” word in felt Daddy ere was not sn Only Wee answer to Jerry tighter, » stony silence that iis offer MacKenazi “You can for all I care!” h He turned toward then Poliyop got while the lenly, she “You're in wrong, “You're d-~d ‘Twenty-five anywhere, was practically a his feet, re eé got to take it, and and sul the door back her breath, squatter men watched stepped In front of him. mister,’ ain't in't Eenerous, dollars an’ where fake we woul us ge day in the made your would This ain't movin’ Silent City. You've now scoot along” Marcus fixed her beyond description. anyhow? with Her own eyes angry blazed door. “Scoot out,” she repeated, be comin’ again.” MacKenzie lifted threateningly, and every man with a growl started forward: but as whip fell back to his side, they sank down again. Then it was that he shifted the whip to his left hand and took from his pocket a shining pistol; and although Polly whitened, she held her ground. “And you, you impudent huzzy," snapped MacKenzie, “what have you got to do with it? What are you, any- way?’ In spite of the deadly thing held in the white, strong fingers, Polly's head went up a bit, “I'm the littlest mammy world,” she sald simply. “I'm mammy to this hull settlement. An’ us squat- ters stays in the Silent City-—see?” The pistol came up with a click, and MacKenzie, enraged beyond control, struck Pollyop two stinging blows with the riding whip. Then he strode out into the open, and, holding high the weapon, passed through the frowning line of watching women, He gave them but a flashing disdainful glance, and when he turned around, Polly Hopkins was standing in the door, motioning the women Into the shack. He came to a direct halt and shouted at her: “I'l never offer money again, but out you'll all go, If 1 have to burn your huts about your heads” As If he had not gpoken, Polly gave him no heed but ushered woman after woman into the shanty. “I'd ruther he'd ‘a’ hit me than any- one of you,” she sald, her flesh ting- ling with pain. “If you'd '&’ pounced on 'Im, Daddy, or you, Larry, he'd ‘a’ popped one of you dead. Now listen to me.” Then she told them that Robert Per. ecival had sald the squatters should stay In the settlement. She said she had bad a promise from a man better “an' don't in the than Old Marc that he would help them. And thus she brought smiles back to the faces of her miserable friends; and as they went away, each woman kissed her, and each man rev- erently placed his hand on her curly head In blessing. CHAPTER VIII, Then came the days through which but hour them an comfort Searcely nothing to Hopkins. with the rough road through the settlement and every one knew that these men, so curious and yet so unwilling to speak “good-day,” were doing service Marcus MacKenzie, At day, prehension and despair, Jeremiah decided that of them Robert Percival aid In keeping the settlement to gether. Polly was so sure he would keep his word to her—now they would give him the chance, “It's a of the Braeger, Bishop." listen to me, Hopkins mourned. “Mebbe to you. I dunno, but jefore girl's last one crushed with ap one to to ask his three “you or cholce Lye Larry sald or Inssie” “ry $38 3st ie Wout § he would mebbe.” mins and she hic the sensitive i i i knee, “Oh, I couldn't Daddy honey,” Daddy.” “We never go she murmured, to ‘im, “Please, got a chance without Poll,” insisted Brae ger. “You go along, an’ do your d for the squatters!” “All right, Lye,” “I'tl go after Jer supper’'s over.” So {it ain't dest she managed to say, ry's in bed, an’ the that nightfall found Polly Hopkins struggling up the hill to the railroad tracks south on the bouleva and stole of the (yd came to pass She turned rd cau road. Mare mur tiously I } edge had no desire to or Evelyn, She meet went on she some of the “You've got to sit down,” he sald grufily. “1 want to talk to you." “In a minute, then,” returned Mar. cus, “I'll get the book first.” Very white, Robert walked before MacKenzie to the bookcase, Then with one sweep of his arm he moved aside the curtain and with it—Polly Hopkins. He could feel beneath the thick material the slender, quivering body. And there, as the two men stood facing the shelves laden with the masterpieces of the world, and Marcus was running his eye up and down, Robert felt that first wonder- ful protective. love that comes to a man when he is shielding a woman, “Evelyn sald it was here,” observed MacKenzie carelessly. “Let me look! A—B—C-—Here's D. It ought to be on this shelf” He read aloud the names of the books under his eye while still the strong hand of his companion held up the curtain and the girl. “Ah, here it 18," came In exclama- tion. “There! Thanks, Bob! Now I'll sit down a minute.” He walked back to the Percival carefully dropped eries, Keeping his eye on the man's back, he ran his fingers table, and other tender crossed Two too, head of Polly Hopkins. pats fell upon it. Then he, to the center of the room. “You're a chap, laughed Marcus, “Heligh-ho! day I've been some husy. Bob,” but hospitable that got he casy. girl of “ shore. The fact of it to catch Hopkins, and He's a bad actor; hig is a saucy baggage. gO girl,” Robert In terposed In dee p tones, “and very is, I've only the rest’l and that She's a very od pret iy, fon," The so little. Polly with Joy “Pretty bookcase draperies moved ever Hopkins ¢ heard those enough, 1 su “but not almost burst words Marcus She's like when sh pose." conceded, the bad The curtalns and Robert caught out of the tail of his eye, if MacKenzie d rest clean through moved a little the sway He fe id not go soon, he throw him out. What the girl do If Marc started a tirade against het father, Robert did not plate, “Look “you're Wonll dare conten here, Marc,” he burst forth all wrong about those people all dead wrong. They don’t harm any one, as 1 Why can and let live? His “No flared sight can see, 't you live flashing, Mar« harm, no harm “Why, thes ’ 5A few eyes us stood up and In a won't be a fish left | qs y less nervous Around she tit Mis house cry repidation she mounted the steps leading to the front window, It was fore a table, sought Polly kn was so faint “Hist,” whked tobert but did not hear It once from between Polly's ian glanced up. got to his feet the win and squeezed into the young sight of Then open a the room. A strange mixture of conflicting ex- swept his face, but her he Polly crack shoved over nated them all, “Pollyop!” he exclaimed, Hopkins, what's the matter?” "Old Marc's goin’ to turn us all out, she whispered huskily, search- ing his face, “an' Daddy sent me to ask you to help us.” Robert drew one hand brow helplessly. everything I could to make him understand the crime of it all,” he apologized. “He's like a crazy man! I can't see how he can think of such a thing, even though your peo- ple were willing to go, Polly,” “We ain't; we can't go,” she replied, quivering. “There ain't a place In the world for squatters but the Silent City.” “I know it,” he returned gloomily. “And ean't Love do nothin’ for us?” implored the girl. “Granny Hope says it can, an’ once I-—I heard you say ‘twas the—the-" Just at that moment the sound of footsteps was heard outside in the hall. Robert thrust out his hand, grasped Polly by the shoulders, and In another moment she found herself behind the thick curtain hanging in heavy folds over rows of books which rose to the celling. The door opened ; and Percival spun around to meet Marcus MacKenzie, He crushed down his embarrassment and oftered his visitor a chair, “Evelyn sent me for a book," Mar- cus explained. “Pardon me for turbing you, old chap.” “Sit down,” Robert requested with effort. Marcus shook his head, “I can’t,” he replied. “Bve and 1 are confabing over something, 1 told her I'd get a book and come right back.” He made a movement to walk to ward the bor™ shelves; but Robert stopped him, “Polly across his “I've sald dis- an Robert Drew One Hand Across His Brow Helpiessly. or out, if the squatters keep up their infernal poaching. Hunting and fish ing are for gentlemen, my dear Bob! Don't forget that!” “Gentlemen be d- Robert, and then 80 that he got to his feet toward the door, “Marc,” he nued, “perhaps we can't agree on this matter at all, but I really do want a heart-to-heart talk with you about it. But not now! The fact is I was busy when you came hin" “Thinking up a few more pleas for the squatters, eh?” the other man teased. “Well, old fellow, just remem- ber this. I've got at least twenty-five men watching everything that scamp of a Hopkins does, and when 1 get something on him, there won't be twen- ty-four hours between that time and his arrest.” Robert almost shoved the speaker out of the door; but Marcus only chuckled good-naturediy as he went away. When Robert turned the key in the lock, he stood quite still, breath- ing hard. From behind the curtain, Polly thrust out her head, her small face wrinkled und tears standing thick in her eyes. “I'm a-goin’ after that pup an’ swat him,” she hissed stormily. “He lies when he says my daddy's a scamp.” Percival lifted a precautionary hand. “Not too loud,” he warned. "Come here.” She went slowly forward, her head hanging; but when he held out his bands she snatched them and bent her curly head over the strong fingers qa!” the and started rats $4 conti and kissed them passionately, | { “Poor little girl, poor little Polly” murmured Robert, brokenly., Then as she swayed toward him, his arms went around her, and for a moment he pressed her head against his breast, “Polly, Pollyop,” he whispered, kiss. Ing her halr. “Oh, God, If I owned that lake property I'd—I1'd—" A certain deep tone In brought up Pollyop's head, saw in his eyes an expression made her struggle from his Fleeing to the porch window, was gone before Robert could stop her, » * . * * * . fish, Eve,” laughed MacKenzie, as he came Into the musle room where Evelyn Robertson walting for him. temper just now, parted bad friends” “That's like dear” “But then, of course, him bother you. squatters again, I Evelyn his big fingers hand and occupied herself in Ing the white spots on one of the pol- nails, big his and volce she that arms, she ” “Bob's a queer we should have you, she smiled, vouldn't let Fussing about suppose,” you tOOK in examine. “My man mustn't mind Bobs" noting the in his Robert about had sentimental, frowning lines that face, “He's come in, broth. the downtrodden, ind that " The delighted cholee sort of thing rhed to have Inug It his 8 »O indulg the man him express ently. girl of his own went well, “You rf hey they?” nurmured, fe i¥ Eve much, can a slimple her precious!” can't By iptured favorite t want to improve m "l ity Ly weren't lovely road runs, o This had also, What a He took her hands and agnin and “You “You're world our home ing to up at ‘apal ie pretty the one the the other will ask riain } OWI. g eyes and her oh, how Marcus ould leave he ishing, very she desired a tvs Tho » farm Thet in that would } LISCAr « another state udied Mac through half what to say She st covertly closed eyes, considering and how to say it, MacKenzie flung his cigarette the grate. He found the suggestion of her velled look alluring that gathered her into his arms and rained kisses upon her “I love you so, eat you A happy 80 he face, sweet, I could almost 1" he panted. sigh, like breath of a rose, slipped from her parted lips, and when she laughed again, his deep chuckles joined hers the perfumed “look at me, dearie. 1 love you, little girl” CONTINUED.) (TO BE Traded y Pipes for Land. The clay pipe industry of Bristol, Eng... which is now entirely closed down, dates back to the Seventeenth century, when large quantities of Bristol-made pipes were exported to the American colonies, English clays were so much preferred by the Indians to their own rudely fashioned pipes that they became ‘aluable as objects of barter or part purchase value in exchange for land. Three hundred pipes figure In the list of articles given by William Penn In exchange for a tract of land In what Is now Penn. sylvania, and another record of early colonial days shows that in 1677 120 pipes and 100 jews’ harps were ex. changed for a plot near Timber Town, N. J. Webster's Work on Dictionary. Nonh Webster began his prepara tion for his American dictionary of the English language in 1807 and pub lished It in 1828. Previous to 1507 had published a speller and “A Com. pendious Dictionary” both of which were probably helpful in the new un. dertaking. The American dictionary contained 12000 more words and about 40,000 more definitions than had appeared in any English dictionary pub lished before his, Favoritism Shown Suits Wesel. Demand for Waists. Colored Batiste, Dimity and Gingham | Are Used—Tiny Pin Tucks Are Featured. With Is being homespun which and the favoritism the tweed suit for spring, blouse manufacturers specializing in cotton walsts are anticipating a big business, states a fashion writer. the fabrics batiste, blouses having hapd-made of white, The rose or sky blue blouse proper the white collur and cuffs Is springlike. Some of the collars hand-drawn work and hand while the bodice sections are plain and tucked. marked shown is this collars contrast stressed of Among colored cuffs most blocking, both With color a prime factor in spring developments, it only fitting that blouses should be offered in ally shades, dimities are given a place of importance in this col- lection, and are accorded varied treat- ments. osom front are well liked, the fined with stitched lines. Plaited are loyed for hment, and outil ollars of is equ Colored effects voke de« hem em ne edges p embelll c ear and regulation as smartly tallored turn- An color blouse in this manne is most at dog's type as well back cuffs treated tractive, also chosen eff oc. medium this and and in par- ums stressed at pongee Is with buyers. The A peari gray gown of crepe de chine is decorated with steel beads, The hat is of brightly colored strav: with fmosted balloons. Note the slashed introduction of a shell edge is note- worthy, and adds a good touch to these models. The radium numbers often show magple combinations, the shell edge effected through the black couching. Hi SR oie } Velette, a new and interest ng ma. terial with the luster of silk, is used to great advantage in the creation of this sport suit. The wide sleeves lend a bit of the oriental to it. A hat of wool and straw Sompletes the outfit. | PINK SHADES, SPRING MODE Coquille One of the New Tints Prom ised for Secason of the Early Blossoms, Soft Fabrics for Coats. The use of plle fabrics fo: coats, once iaUnched 88 a loped into a certs in igned these lovely many sport models means of ex- these fabrics an altogether ngeen, better of suits and deve fashioned that especia now cConts, fe 5 are de for formal modes Hy while for a enlist £ al wear, adopt soft textures, striking pression, Taking the place new coat fabric is spo known as an interpreter out Lew also Suggestions for Matrons Who Desire 1. to Avoid Drawing Attention to Avoirdupois. If you are plump: Don’t go without a corset, Don't wear figured or patterned ma- Don't wear nap, are woolly, or have a sheen. Don't wear light colors. Don’t show your waistline, Don't wear broad panels—use nar row ones, Don't wear kimono sleeves, Don't wear long-haired furs. Don't wear wide-brim hats, Don't try to look youthful and for get your style, Don't wesr fluffy dresses. Don't wear colored shoes and stock- ings. Pon't worry. Don’t wear round neck lines, Don't wear round hats, THE EVER CHIC WAISTCOAT Garment Adds Smartness as Well as Warmth to Outfit——Many De- sirable Materials. When the spring breezes blow back the graceful folds of one’s cape, the gay walsteont disclosed to view be neath is not only smartness but de sirable warmth, The white flannel suit for resort wear Is smarter with a brilliantly a smart stripe. The more formal suit | in navy blue, whether cut box fashion (or nipped in st the waist, often is set | off by a gilet design to go with it. Cotton homefpun, ratine, plain and plaided, alone und combined with Jap- | anese slik, basket weave material, Ro- i man striped mohair, crepe-knit, silk eponge, heavy linen, pongee and ging- hams are among the fabrics which are fashioning the waistcoats for the spring suits. The Hat Matches the Wrap, One of the pretty features of spring apparel for children, whether the ma. terial used is cotton or wool, is a hat or cap to match every dress or wrap. The same rule holds in regard to coats and bats. It is quite the thing to have a hat or cap to match every wrap. For example, a smart little coat of bright green velours is accompanied by a hat made of the same fabric trimmed simply with a fabric band about the crown and with a smart little upstand- Ing feather at the back. The hat had a oursection crown and a stitched brim that rolled a trifle. The popular polo cloth must have its clever littie tam or hat with brim. English prints will be accompanied by matching sun- bonnets of one style or another, or gandie frocks will have ruffle brimmed chapeaux of the same fabric, and so on, Overblouses Are Long. The newest overblouse development is a little less than threequarters length, quite full and gathered at the walstline, with taflored or split peas | Ant sleeves,
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