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“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,