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THE MEDFORD DAILY TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, MONDAY, KEPTNMHKIl 20. UK)!).
MARGARET IAY0
COPYRIGHT. I90S. BY DODD. NEAD AND COMPANY
(Continued.)
Synopsis Chapter I Polly, a child
of the circus, is brought up by Toby,
a clown, and by u boss canvnsmnn
called "Muvver Jim." She learns to
ride Bingo, a circus horse, and grows
to womanhood knowing no life ex'
uept that of the circus.
' Chapter II A chu'eh near the oir
us lot interests Polly Jim rep oves
her for her reckless ridlcf,
Chaptsr III Polly urges Bingo to
unprecedented speed and falls. Toby
and Jim carry the injured girl to the
parsonage nearby.
Chapter IV The Rev. John Doug
las, much to Deacon Elverson's dis
gust, takes Polly into the parsonage.
Toby and "Muvver Jim" are receiv
ed kindly by Douglas, who has placed
Polly in charge of his colored serv
ant, Mandy. Douglas promises to
care for the girl until she is well.
Chapter V When Polly becomes
conscious she declares that she must
rejoin the circus at once. "Are you
a sky pilot?" she asks the minister.
Her mother was killed riding a circus
horse, and her father "got his'n in a
lion's cage." The minister reads to
her about Ruth and Xnomi, and Polly
says "I guess I'd like to hear you
spiel."
Chapter VI Douglas offends Dea
con Strong by defending boys who
play baseball on Sunday.
Chapter VII Polly recovers her
health, but is saddened by the death
of Toby. Jim sends the news and
promises to keep in touch with her.
Chapter VIII Polly recovers from
the blow dealth her by Toby's death.
She has ceased using slang and is
educating herself under Douglas'
guidance. She endeavors to improve
Mandy's grammar.
Chapter IX Deacons Strong and
Elverson reprove the pastor for har
boring the circus girl. Douglhs de
clares that he is merely doing his
duty. Strong declares that the girl
must go; Douglas defies him.
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Mr
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UEIi ARMS WEST OUT DLISDLY.
"Pro-mlB-cuons," she repeated halt-!
lngly. "What does that meanr'
"Indiscriminate." He rubbed his
forehead as he saw the puzzled look
on her face. "Mixed up," he ex
plained, more simply.
"Our game wasn't mixed up." She
was thinking of the one to which the
"Widow had objected. "Is it promiscu
ous to catch somebody?".
"It depends upon whom you catch,"
he answered, with a dry, whimsical
smile.
"Well, I don't catch anybody but the
children." She looked up at him with
serious. Inquiring eyes.
"Never mind. Polly. Your games
aren't promiscuous." She did not hear
him. She was searching for her book.
"Is this what you are looking for?"
he asked, drawing the missing article
from his pocket.
"Oh!" cried Polly, with a flush of em
barrassment. "Mandy told you." 1
"You've been working a long time on
that"
"I thought I might help you if I
learned everything you told me," she
answered timidly. "But I don't sup
- pose I could."
"I can never tell you how much you
help me, Polly."
"Do I?" she cried eagerly. "I can
help more If you will only let me. I
can teach a bigger class in Sunday
school now. I got to the book of Ruth
today."
"You did?" He pretended to be as
tonished. He was anxious to encour
age her enthusiasm.
"Cm-hum!" she answered solemnly.
A dreamy look came into her eyes.
"Do you remember the part that you
read to me the first day I came?" no
nodded. He was thinking how care
free they were that day. How Impos
sible such problems as the present one
would have seemed then! "I know
every bit of what you read by heart.
It's our next Sunday school lesson."
"So It is." "
"Do you think now that It would bo
best for mo to go away?" She looked
up Into his troubled face.
"We'll nee, we'll see," he murmured,
tlmn tried to turn hor mind toward
oilier things. "Come, now: let's find
out whether you do know your Sunday
school lesson. How docs It begin?"
There was no answer. She had turned
awny with trembling lips. "And Hutu
said" He took her two small bauds
and drew her face toward him, mean
ing" to prompt her.
" 'Entreat rae not to leave thee,' " she
pleaded. Her eyes met his. His face
was close to hers. The small features
before him were quivering with emo
tion. She was so frail, so helpless, so
easily within his grasp. His muscles
grew tense, and bis lips closed firmly,
fie was battling with an Impulse to
draw her toward him and comfort ber
In the shelter of his strong, brave
arms. "They shan't!" he cried, start
ing toward her.
Polly drew back, overawed. Her
soul bad beard uud seen the things re
vealed to e.icb of us only once. She
would never again be a child.
Douglas braced himself against the
back of the bench.
"What -Kd the rest of the lesson?"
he asked in i firm, hard voire.
"I can't -ay it now," 1'oMv tr.-.tr-mured.
IIt face was averted; her
white lids Buttered and cR-i'd.
"Nonsense Of ronr-:e you can
Come, co nu I'll help you." Douglas
spoke slmi'piy. lie was almost vesert
with her and wlt'.i h!:nsi!f lYr the
weakness that wus so near overcom- j
lug them. "And Kulh said, 'Entreat
Uie not to leave thee' " j
".'Or to return from following after
thee'" she was struggling to keep J
back the tears" 'for whither tlicu
goest I will go, and where thou ledgest
I will lodge. Thy people shall be un
people and thy God my' " She
stopped.
"That's right; go on," said Douglas,
striving to control the unsteadiness In
bis own voice.
" 'Where thou dlest will I die.' " Her
arms went out blindly.
"Oh, you won't send me away, will
you?" she sobbed. "I don't want to
lenrn anything else Just except from
you." She covered ber face and
slipped, a little broken heap, at his
feet. '
In an Instant the pastor's strong
arms were about her; his stalwart body
was supporting ber. "You shan't go
away. 1 won't let you I won't! Do
you hear me, Polly? I won't T'
Her breath was warm against his
cheek. He could feel ber tears, her
arms about him. as she clunir to him
helplessly, sobbing and quivering In j
the shelter ' of his strong embrace.
"You are never going to leave me
never!"
A new purpose trtil rnnif Into his
life, !::- re. . ; .1 1 :tv. ssity,
and he knew that the fight which he
must henceforth make for this child
was the same that he must make for
himself.
(To he continued. )
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