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"LOVE! H LI"
BYNOPSIS.-OccupylnR a dllapl
datol shack In the Silent City, a
pqunttor settlement ncur ltliacn.
New York, Tolly Hopkins Uvea
with her father, small Jorry, nnd
an old woman, Granny Hopfl. On
an adjacent farm, Oscar liennett,
frospcroun farmer, la a neiRhbor.
lo Is nci.Totly married to Evelyn
rtobertson, supposedly wealthy girl
of the neighborhood. Tolly nlono
known their secret. MnrciiH Mac
Kenzle, who owns tho ground the
squatters occupy. Is tholr deter
mined enemy. Tolly ovorhears n
conversation between MacKenzle
and a stranger, In which tho for
mer avown his Intention of driv
ing tho squatters from his land.
The stranger sympathizes with tho
squatters, and earns Tolly's grati
tude. Evelyn Uobertson discovers
from Iior mother that they aro not
rich, as sho supposed, but practi
cally living on the bounty of Hob
ert Terclvul, Hvolyn's cousin.
CHAPTER III.
3
As she ran, Polly Hopkliys cogitated
on MucICenzle's words. EvoJyn'H moth
er had said that she was as odd as sho
was filthy.
Mrs. Robertson 1 The arrogant wom
an who lived on tho hill In a house al
most big enough to hold every person
In the Hllont City ought not to say
anything ugnlnst the squuttcrs. If tho
grand lady only knew It, her own
duughtcr had stooped to a trick such
ns would put to shame any hut-woman.
A squatter wife would not lenve
her man to do for himself or deny him
before tho pvorld. Added to Polly's
personal humiliation was MacKcnzie's
'threat against Daddy Hopkins.
The hope Robert Perclvnl's words
had instilled in her seemed to die as
she traveled, and her heart beat with
fear, for should Old Marc get his lin
gers on Daddy Hopkins, Polly hnd no
doubt there would be nothing but Im
prisonment for him unci tho graveyard
for her and Jerry. Sho could not
think ot llfo without her fntheri Not
n single night had sho ever been away
from his kindly love and attention
nud Wee Jerry 1 A vivid picture rose
before her of tho baby's grief if lie
could not straddlo daddy's neck and
piny his father was a horse.
Whcu sho reached tho top of tho
ragged rocks, she pulled up and cast a
glance out over the lake. Tho calling
ot her name made her turn swiftly.
Recognizing Evelyn Robertson's voice,
sho waited while tlio other girl came
down the. path from Mackenzie's
woods. Sho was qulto unlike tho little
squatter. A fashlonnblo raincoat pro
tected her from the wet; and sho cur
ried a light umbrella In her gloved
baud. Tlio greeting between them was
ono of cmbnrrassment.
"I wcro goln' to find my daddy,"
Polly oxplnlned, "lie's somewhercs
along tho Jake. I didn't know I'd como
on you this mornln'."
Tho memory of Mrs. Robertson's
words brought a rush of color to her
face, and sho looked clown nt her feet.
Tiiero surged up In her a feeling that
she did not wnnt anything to do with
any of those people. Why should she?
They were rich; and she was only a
squatter brat I Sho stnrted to walk
away.
"I said," sho Hung over her shoul
der, "I were lookln' for my daddy.
Good-by."
Evelyn Robertson was not Interested
In Jeremiah Hopkins. As far as sho
was concerned, the whole Silent City
might bo washed off Into tho waves
and carried away. Her own troubles
filled her mind. The shock of her
mother's disclosure stunned her, for
without tho holp she had expected,
Bhe could see no way out of Oscar
Bennett's clutches. In tho meantime,
tho squatter girl was her only means
of communication.
"Walt, Pollyop, wait a minute 1 1
como down Just to speak to you."
Wheeling slowly around, Polly faced
her.
"What do you want?" she nslccd in
surly tones.
"Pollyop," ejaculated Evelyn, com
lug swiftly to her side, "I'm almost
seurcd to death. My cousin, Rob oh,
you've got to help me ngnln I"
Rob I Then tho soldier In tho uni
form wns Evelyn's cousin. Dob 1 Thnt
was the nicest name In all tho world,
n name fitted for the man who hud
dropped Into the Silent City to holp
along tho squatters. Suddenly her
mood chnnged. Sho forgot Oscar lien
nctt and his odious words, forgot that
the girl crying for her aid had allowed
her mother to say dreadful things
ngulivst her and Dnddy Hopkins. If
Evelyn were related to tho .soldier,
then Polly Hopkins would do anything
MIbs Robertson asked of her.
"What do you want?" she repeated
shyly, blushing.
"It's this," answered Evelyn. "Mr.
Mackenzie's homt and my cousin
cunio with htm. My cousin, Robert
Percivnl I"
Th your cousin a handsome feller
with long legs nn' a face "
Pollyop stopped for lack of words.
How could Bho describe tho fine, sym
pathetic countenance she had seen
Crqju tho hut roof?
rtYes," Evelyn Interjected, "nob's
awfully good-looking, und he's full too.
Now listen, Pollyop; you must go to
Oscnr nguln for me this very day Oh,
dear, he's so mean to me 1"
by Grace Miller White
Copyright by Little, Brown & Co.
Polly considered tho pretty faco n
moment. She could not understand
why the home-coming of the cousin
and Old Mnrc should make Evelyn so
Mustered. With her steady eyes upon
her sho was studying over this ques
tlon when Evelyn burst forth :
"Tell Oscar I haven't nny money I I
Just can't get It now I And, Pollyop,
tell him too thnt he mustn't write mo
nny more letters. My mother well,
If she found ono of them, she'd turn
mo out of tho house."
Polly's mouth flew open. She could
not conceive of a girl doing anything
In tho world bad enough to make her
mother turn her out of her home.
"Lordyl Would she, now?" she
gasped.
"My mother's proud," snld Evelyn,
In excuse, "lou know thnt, Polly."
Certainly Polly know It! Hadn't
sho ducked out of sight of the unsym
pathetic Indy many u time when lurk
ing near the Robertson home with a
message from Oscnr to Evelyn?
"I don't know what I will do, Polly,"
the other girl went on, "if you don't
help me nnd some time I'll really
do something for you."
A temptation to blurt out the words
Marcus Mackenzie had spoken as
snlled' tho squatter girl; but Evelyn
looked worried I Polly's heart was us
soft ns tlio velvet In her eyes when
sho enmc upon trouble of uny kind.
"You've been good to Wee Jerry,"
sho Interposed gently. "Awful good.
Ho 'most giggles his little life uway
when I bring him the goodies you send
him."
"I'm going to do n lot for both of
you," returned Evelyn impulsively,
"nnd todny I brought this bag of candy
for tho baby. Here! Take Itl And
you'll go to Oscnr for me as soon as
you can, won't you?"
Smiling, Polly slipped the puckage
of sweets Into her pocket. She could
forgive anything against herself for
tho sako of seeing Wee Jerry smile
and hearing him crow over the con
tents of the small bog.
"Yep," sho ngreed, 'Wsay'nU'you
toll mo to. But what if he kicks up a
row? He's gcttln' awful pornlckity,
Oscar Is 1"
A sharp cry from Evelyn was fol
lowed by:
"Tell him he mustn't I Make him
promise ho won't 1 And and, Pollyop,
I'll tell you something else, if you'll
promise never to tell."
"I never told anything yet, have I?"
Pollyop protested In low, indlgnunt
tones.
"No ono must over know about Oscar
and inc." Evelyn begnn, still harping
"Toll Oscar I Haven't Any Moncyl I
Just Can't Get It Nowl And Pol.
lyop, Tell Him Too That Ho Mustn't
Wrlto Mo Any More Letters."
upon the groat fear that obsessed her,
"because "
"Recnuso of your ma," Interrupted
Polly. "Sure I know that I"
A slim hand wns raised In partial
protest.
"Mother's un awful worry to mo
sometimes, but it's not sho altogether.
Rut but "
"Then then It's your finc-Iookln'
cousin," enmo brokenly from Polly,
during the pause In Miss Robertson's
statement.
"Of course, I wouldn't have him
know for anything," Evelyn nodded as.
sent. "Oh, goodness, I might ns well
tell It nnd get It over. I love some one
else, and he loves me, Pollyop. I
wnnt to ho his wife moro than I've
ever wanted nnythlng before, no's
wealthy, dear, and I've got to marry
him."
Polly's faco gathered a shocked ex
pression. How could sho marry any
ono when she wns already wedded to
Oscar nennett? ny any law Polly
knew of, a girl could not have two
hushnnds at the same time. Even the
squatters, In their careless way of
living, did nothing like that.
"You can't tie up to no other man
ountry
while you belong to Oscnr, Miss Eve,'
she ventured gravely.
"Well, I know it of course I know
It," retorted Evelyn, resenting the
censure in the other's tones: "but I've
got to be free. I'm so frantic, I don't
much care how. That's tho way Os
car's got to help mo I Anywny make
him understand he's got to wait; lie
must be quiet nnd not bother me. Then
come tonight, nnd let me know what
he says. Will you, Polly?"
The squatter girl nodded. She would
rather have boon switched than sec Os
car Bennett again.
"Yep," she assented. "I'll hunt him
up Into this afternoon nnd then bus
tie right over to you. I got to go now 1"
For some moments after Evelyn
left her, Polly wntched the slim fig
ure on tho path to tho woods. Then
she suddenly remembered Marcus Mac
Kenzle nnd without a bnckward
glnnce hurried swiftly toward the
south.
Meantime threo squatters from tho
Silent City were In tho Bnd Man's
ravine, dressing the fish they had net
ted the night before. One enormous
man was seated on a flat rock, his bare
feet almost touching the water as It
hurried by to the lake. On his shoul
ders, with his legs wound tightly
around the mnn's neck, snt n smnll
boy, little more than a baby. He was
shivering with cold, nnd, as the spring
rain shot Its drofis upon his face, he
lilted n small hand and brushed them
away. Seemingly oblivious of the
weight ngalnst his swarthy head, the
mun picked up a fish and contemplated
It with a scowl. Then he proceeded to
clean It deftly.
The silence wns unbroken for n long
time except by the rushing of tho wn
ter, the gruesome running of the
knives over the fish scales and n little
whimper, now nnd then, from the child
astride the man's neck.
"I heard In town," broke forth Lye
Brnegcr, "that Old Marc Mackenzie's
comln' home. Here's where us squat
ters get Ii I flung at us good and
plenty."
Jeremiah Hopkins stopped his work
and frowned at the spenker.
"He'd best be a-lookln' out for. hls-
self," he muttered. "Mebbc he'll get a
taste of the hot place If he does any
struttln' around the Silent City."
"Mebbe," repeated Larry Bishop,
and no more. Marcus Mackenzie,
handsome, smug and rich, had been the
Instrument thnt hnd moved the hands
of the law to swing open the prison
doors nnd shove Larry Bishop Inside
Just when his young wife needed him
most.
Once In sight of the roaring water,
rushing in torrents from the Bud Man's
ravine, Polly sent out n peculiar little
trill; and the hoarse answer of a
man's voice mingled with Its echo ns
It struck the enormous, up-roaring
rock slabs.
Polly's heart bounded nnd lost Its
heavy weight of fear. Daddy Hop
kins hnd responded ponderously to her
first call. In another moment she was
crawling up tlio Jagged sides of the
deep gulf. As she came up to them,
Hopkins companions wnved her a
greeting, but stopped their work at
the sight of her sober face.
"What's up, lassie?" demanded Hop
kins. "You ain't seen a ghost, have
you?"
"Worser'n thnt, Daddy," she replied.
"Much worser'n thnt I Old Marc's
home, an' I henrd him say he's goln'
to root us squatters out of the Silent
City."
A brute-like glare Unshed Into Lar
ry Bishop's eyes.
"Did lie, now, brat?" he muttered,
taking up his knife nnd looking at it.
Polly squutted down beside her fath
er, slipping one hnnd under his nrm.
The other she gave to the child, who
grasped It eagerly.
"Did he, now?" came In repetition
from Bishop's thront.
"Yep," asserted Pollyop, with an
emphatic bob of her bond, "an I come
to tell you nil you'd best be n-lookln'
out for Mm. Dnddy, hu says you're
the worst man in tho settlement, but
everybody knows he's a llnr."
"He'd best bo lookln' out for his own
hide," Hopkins shot back like a (lash
of steel. "I ain't In any mind to stand
much of his guff, the dirty duffer."
Withdrawing her nrm from her fnth-
er's, she leaned her chin on her hnnd.
She wanted to urge them not to worry
too much, to tell them of the other
mnn, rich like old Mnrc, who had ex
pressed In tender tones n kindly In
terest In their welfare. Somehow,
though, the words would not come. The
penccful figure did not fit In with tho
secret understanding thnt expressed It
self In the frowning, furtive glances
thnt passed from one to tho other of
her men-folks.
"He's awful, powerful strong." she
ventured In answer to tho look sho
hnd Intercepted, "nn' powerful rich!"
"An' money's what makes the mare
go," struck In Lye Brneger.
"Sure, so 'tis," nns vered Polly. "But
'taln't everything In the world. I got
Granny nopo's word for that. An
she knows a lot about love, Granny
docs."
Larry Bishop's sudden laugh cracked
In the middle, und he swallowed fierce
ly.
"Love! H 1 1" he burst out husk-
Uy. "Granny'll know soon whnt bavin'
money mentis. Some mornln' the Si
lent Clty'll wnke up nn find tfle Hope
shnck burned to tho rocks."
"Mebbe not," replied Polly simply.
"Anywny, Granny don't need her hut
now she's Hvln' with us."
A sudden thought of Robert Per
civnl shot n queer little thrill through
her, nnd she got confusedly to her feet
"Lordy, but the wind's cold tills
mornln' 1" she exclaimed.
"That's so," answered her fnther,
"It's too blnmed cold for the buby to
sthy here. Get ofTn my neck, boy, nn'
go nlong home with Poll, an get hct
up a bit."
The child set up a howl that flung
Itself bnck and forth hi squealing
echoes from side to side of the ravine,
but the struggle of unloosening Wee
Jerry's fingers from his father's thick
hnir was short and sharp.
"Take him home, brnt," snld Jere
miah to Pollyop. "He's like a frog,
"Sure, So Tls," Answered Polly. "But
Taln't Everything In the World."
poor Imp. Wo got a full hour's work
yet"
With the child's hand In hers, Polly
looked at her father.
"Come when you can, Daddy. I got a
s'prlse for you."
"Good little kid, your girl is, Jere
miah," droned Brneger, nnd he grunted
ns he straightened out his legs.
Hopkins bent over to catch another
glimpse of his children.
"Yep," he ngreed, n wavering smile
touching his Hps. "God love 'er! She's
like her ma was at her nge as near
like ns two pens In a pod."
I.
CHAPTER IV.
On entering the shack Pollyop found
Granny Hopo still nslecp. Then she
replenished the lire nnd sat down with
Jorry on her lnp. Sho disrobed him,
dried the smnll body, and placed him
on thu cot under the blankets. An
other piece of enndy wns popped Into
the ever-ready little mouth; nnd he
cuddled down contentedly.
Ills daughter's cheerful fnce, when
Jeremiah came homo for his dinner,
drovo away, for tho time being, tho
dread her announcement of Mnc
kenzle's return hnd stirred in him.
ner description of 'mending the roof
brought n wry smile to his face. She
snt on his knee while he smoked his
pipe nnd chattered of the little Inti
mate things of the lakeside, and later
sent him nnd Jerry offJo Larry
Bishop's shack, feeling the better for
food nnd warmth and love.
At five o'clock, mllk-pnll In hand,
she took the lane that led to the Ben
nett farm. Nothing but her promise
to Evelyn would hnve tlrngged her
ngnln that day Into Oscar's presence.
Nor did she consider thnt the message
she had to deliver would Incline the
fnrmor to be very generous In tho mat
ter of milk. Suppose ho demanded pay
for It on tho Imsls he had suggested!
She rounded tho building nnd went
Into tho cow stnbles. On n nnll In the
wall hung a lantern, nnd the farmer
sat milking a cow.
"Hello, Oscar 1" was her greeting. "I
snw Miss Eve, but I didn't tell her
nothln' nbout tho kisses you wanted."
Bennett turned and studied her curi
ously, taking quick stock of her, even
to the brown of her bnre feet. No, ho
hnd not made a mistake In Humming
her up thnt morning.
"You better hadn't." ho growled,
without Interrupting his work. "I sup
pose you brought mo some fool mes
sage from her, eh?" Having finished
the cow, he rose nnd stood. with tho
brimming pall of milk In his hnnd.
"Sho sent you, didn't sho?"
"Erelynl I-I-I bellero you
care for me, I really believe
you do!"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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