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Clronny lToie TiuTl Veen In tlie Hop
kins' shuck Mncc the first winter snow.
Her own lint stood on 11 little point
about n quarter of n tnllo uwny. In It
8ho hnil lived nlonc ever sltico her hus
band had gone down In the Big lllow,
n storm tlmt wns n tradition In the
settlement, nnd which only the oldest
Inhabitants ot the Silent City could,
remember.
One dny Tolly hnd found her sick In
bed, nnd. ns she hnd led the forlorn
billy goat home, so did she bring
Granny HoK, never realizing that In
the tottering old figure she wns en
tertaining nn angel unawares. All she
knew wns Hint tlrnnny's tootldess
smile, her chrerful word of love and
kindliness, made the sun shine bright
er nnd the meager food more filling.
During the winter. Sirs. Hope bad
encouraged the girl to read. At first
that hnd been dlfllcult, for the shanty
contained nothing but the tattered
Bible the old woman bad brought with
her. Over nnd over Polly had read
the miseries of Job the patient, the
long lamenlntlons of Jercmlnh, who al
ways put her In mind of Daddy Hop
kins; and she also knew by heart the
story of the crucifixion of Jesus, who,
so the Bible said,' was the best man
that had ever walked the globe.
So hnd those winter days of close
companionship with the womnn who
had lived long nnd suffered much, and
who now wns almost ready to on to
larger experiences, brought out In
Polly Hopkins a greater capacity for
loving. The squatters called her
"Pollyop; Hie love-lass," and some
times, "Polly of the sun." Granny
Hope explained this by saying: They
oil love you. Poll, an' It's out of your
own heart they get the feci In' ot Joy
when they see ye."
From behlud the wood-box near
where the goat stood, Pollyop took up
an ax. Tenderly she bent nnd placed
a kiss upon the goat's horny head.
Then she touched (Jrnr.ny Hope.
The woman lifted her lids and
smiled at the girl.
"What's the matter, love-lass? she
murmured.
I "I'm goln' out. Granny." replied
Polly. "If Daddy comes, tell Mm I'll
be back In a while."
j Into the rain she went; her bare feet
carrying her swiftly over the ragged
rocks, her curls .gathered under her
chin like a warm glistening hood.
When later she appeared In front of
the shanty, her gingham skirt wbs
(filled with rusty pans and old pieces
Jof tin. She placed them on the door
(step, nnd looking hesitatingly at the
jwlllow tree, went back Into the house.
From a peg Polly took a pair of her
I father's trousers and clambered Into
them, tucking her skirts out of sight
I and rolling up the trouser legs, for
Daddy Hopkins wns much taUer than
his daughter. Into one of the big
j pockets Polly thrust a handful of
.nails. It was a grotesque looking girl
It Was .a Grotesque Looking Girl Who
' a Few Minutes Later Was Flatten.
J Ing Out the Pans and the Old Blti
of Tin Upon the Stone.
i who a few minutes later wns flatten;
! Ing out the pans nnd the old bits of
tin upon the stone.
! When that wns finished, she guth
I cred them up nnd, ax In hand, climbed
(Into the willow tree and onto the
i roof. Daddy Hopkins would be glad
j when he came homo and found the
I "liacli dry and warm. Then Blie began
her task of hammering the pieces of
tin over the holes through which the
water dripped. Once In a while she
stopped working, and, flat cn her stom
ach, sought for smaller cracks.
Srown anc
3usl "us "She HiuT Tiieuueil "uie last
hole, she heard the sound of horses'
hoofs nnd men's voices. With the fear
of the persecuted, hu crouched close
to the roof, mid like some frightened
unlmnl, crawled to the edge of It.
Squatters did not speak llko tlmt,
neither did they ride horseback.
There In the Inne, astride two mng
ultlcent animals, wns two men. One
she recognised Instantly. Polly had
every reason to know the tall man
whose tlnrk, handsome face hnd cast
deep shadows over the Silent City.
Marcus MacKenzle had been for years
the Nemesis that hung ovpr the Cayu
ga lake squatters. Uvcn during' his
absence on wnr work abroad, his long
arm had often reached back to the
Silent City to pick nwny somo hus
bnnd nnd close the prison gates be
hind htm.
Pollyop hnd a passionate desire to
throw the ax at him. She knew there
was not n heart In nil the Silent City
that did not beat with dread at the
vury mention of his name.
Then she caught a glimpse of the
other man's face nnd forgot her terror
of Marcus MacKenzle. In Ithaca and
about It she had seen many soldiers
but never unyone like MacKenzle's
companion. He, was dressed In an of
ficer's uniform, nnd. ns his horse
whirled him Into better view, the
frown faded from Pollyop's brow ns
sifts guzed wonderlngly upon him. She
marked his flashing glances that
swept the Silent City. She noted with
a strange llttJo thrill the beauty of the
clearcut features, the full, kindly
mouth and the smooth, tanned skin.
Marcus MacKenzle wns speaking
rapidly, and though Polly could not
hear what he said, she knew he was
talking of the squatters. Then words
that made her tingle with Joy came
distinctly to her enrs.
"Hut you can't turn a lot of folks
out of their homes, Marc," rang forth
a deep, rich voice. "Where under the
heaven would they go If you did?"
"Anywhere they d n please."
snnrled MacKenzle contemptuously.
"If they were all dead, they'd be bet
ter off, and Ithaca too."
Polly's hand tightened on the ax
handle. To let It fly straight Into the
face of the haughty Ithacan would
have been satisfaction Indeed 1
"Have yo'u tried to buy them out?"
asked the other.
"No, and I don't Intend to," was the
sharp retort. "They'll go because I'll
make them go, that's all. I've been
too busy for the last two years to
make much of a dent among them,
but, now I'm home for good, I mean to
clear them off." An outward gesture
of the ofllcer's hand told Polly he was
not In sympathy with MacKenzle's
threat. "You can't Judge of the situa
tion, Bob," Marcus went on, "because
you've been gone for years. Evelyn
can tell you what they are, though."
The speaker wheeled his horse nnd
pointed his riding whip straight at the
Hopkins' s'linnty; nnd Polly's .curly
head drew quickly back.
"One of the worst of them live
there!" she heard plainly, "ne's sort
pf a mnyor of the settlement Jere
miah Hopkins! And such n tribe as
that hut holds can't be found any
where else In this county. A worth
less, tangle-haired girl and a boy half
In the grave, nnd I heard only this
momlng they're harboring a hag by
the name of Hope. They live like pigs,
too."
"The poor things hnven't much of n
chance to live otherwise, hnve they.
Marc?" The question evidently re
quired no answer. "Well, what do you
think of that?" he went on. Then he
rend aloud: "'If your heart Is loving
nnd kind, come right In. If It nln't.
scoot off. Why, that's beautiful !"
The warm, velvety brown tho rich
man's threats had made a hard glare
was brought back to Polly's eyes by
these words. She could have hugged
'the speaker as hard as sho sometimes
did Daddy Hopkins!
"Rubbish I" sneered MacKenzle,
"Perfect rot! Your aunt was saying
this morning that tho Hopkins girl Is
ns odd as she Is filthy. The very Idea
of having a thing like thnt hung up I"
Polly saw the younger man reach
out and touch the speaker with a
gloved hand.
"Love Isn't rubbish, wherever you
And It, old chnp!" ho exclaimed. "It
gives even n squatter shack a glimpse
of heaven. You ought to help these
people, Marc. Give them a chance;
make something of them, and they
won t bother you."
Ilurnlng tears filled Polly's eyes. To
hear him speak In sympathy with her
fishermen friends touched her deeply,
And he had spoken of love In the same
way Granny nope did. too. Pollyop
had never Imagined Old Marc's kind
ever thought of the meek tho lowly
nnd the hungry, Far above the world,
up In the skies beyond the clouds
where the blue was, right alongside
ti rrnMtf pwvjw-. Polly Ho?kln
plnceil this now friend of tho Silent
City. Her thoughts worn Interrupted
by MncKenzIo speaking.
"They're pigs. Hob, I tell you," he
repented muchly, "nnd what I brought
yon down Jiero today for"
Polly lost the. rest of bis sentence.
Hack and .vet further bnek she slipped
over the roof. She hnd never heard
anything so dreadful as this. In fact,
she hnd nlwnys quite liked pigs, hut
she had never thought of comparing
the shanty or Granny Hope nnd Daddy,
Hopkins to n Imrnynrd nnd Its occu
pants. She heard the men ride nwny; nnd
once more she sat up. Hy raising her
body little, she could see them walk
ing their horses along the road that
led Its crooked way through tho t
Hum 'lit.
MacKenzle's (straight, thick-set Ag
in e made her shudder, but the slim,
boyish one beside htm brought u queer
little thrill to her heart.
"He's a beautiful aiu'cl himself,"
she murmured, und taking up tho nx,
she slipped down the tree mid dropped
to the wet ground. Uriinny Hope
straightened up us Polly entered the
kitchen. Swiftly tho girl crawled out
of her futher's trousers and tos-cd
buck her curls.
"What's tho matter, pretty hint?"
queried the woman drowsily,
"I got to find Daddy," replied Polly,
her voice shaking. "Old Mtirc's back
an' he's after us squatters u-llytn', uu',
Granny"
She paused, her face softened, nnd
she smiled.
"Yep, honey?" prompted Mrs. Hope.
"Old More had a beautiful angel
with him," went on the girl, "an" he
likes us squatters. He stood right up
to thnt rotten MacKenzle. I heard
him, I did." She crossed to the old
woman's side. "Love's ablo to send a
augel slnpbnng down to this old earth
to help us, huh. Granny Hope?"
"Yep, sure sure, honey-girl," mur
mured Granny, nnd once more her
hend bobbed forward, and she slept.
Polly Hopkins crept out of tho hut
and sped away along tho shore toward
Had Man's ruvliie.
CHAPTER II.
About tho time Polly Hopkins begun
to repair the shack roof, Evelyn Hob
ertson came Into the room where her
mother sat reading. The girl wns
dressed to go out and was drawing a
pair of gloves over her ringed fingers.
"Where are you going, Kve?" In
quired the lady. "It seems to mo thnt
you're running out altogether too
much. There's your plnnol You
haven't practiced In months. Now
don't blnmc me, Bve, If, when Marcus
asks you to play, you fall fiat"
A dull red ran Into the girl's checks,
but she made no reply as she
smoothed the wrinkles from her
gloves.
"The good Lord knows," continued
the mother Irritably, "that I've kept at
you enough. Now Marc and Hubert
are home, how are you going to enter
tain them? Men demand so 'much."
The experiences of the past two
years had taught Evelyn that lesson.
It had been demand, demand and more
demanding ever since, on girlish Im
pulse, she had secretly married Oscar
Bennett.
"And you heard what Marcus said
last night about the Silent City folks."
"And You Heard What Marcus Said
Last Night About the Silent City
Folke," Went on Mrs. Robertson.
went on Mrs. Hobertson. "What you
want of that Hopkins girl I don't un
derstand. Marcus says her father Ib
the most dungerous man among the
lot of them, nnd the girl herself Is
queer."
"Oh, don't talk about the squatters
all the time," cried Evelyn. "I hate
the very sound of tho word. What's
Polly Hopkins, nnyway7 . . , Now
Marcus Is home "
"Darling," the mother Interrupted
eagerly, "It has alwuys been my hope
that you and Marc would grow to care
for each other. He Is so rich and so
hundsome! Now, Isn't he?"
A groan ulmost leapt from Evelyn's
lips. What a fool she had been I Here
she was married to a man she louthed,
a man sho was ashamed otl The
realization tlmt another man, rich,
good-looking and In every way desira
ble, hnd turned his serious eyes upon
her, almost mado her blurt out the
whole story to her mother; but hnv-
"auL silent so. laac th. faisA nsi
speak now. All through the night sho
hnd tossed and turned, hunting somo
way to got Oscar Bennett out of her
life without .Marcus MncKeuxlo know
lug nn) thing about It, Sho (lined not
go to Oscar himself; Polly Hopkins
was tho only hope she hail. All Hun
nctt cared for was money. He was as
tired of her ns sho was of him, Per
haps hu would go away quietly ami
set her froo If she gave liliu money
enough. Would her mother give It to
her?
"Mother, do you honestly want inn
to nmrry Marc?" she asked, trembling.
Mrs. ltoberlsou caught lit the nut
Hung hand.
"I do, 1 do Indeed, dnrllng," she an
swered. "Anil hu'll ask you too, I'm
euro. Perhaps not today or tomorrow,
for he's Just renewing his acquaint
ance with )ou. Hy tho way hu looked
last ulgut I could tell he was consid
ering It."
A handkerchief dropped from Eve
lyn's lingers, nnd tho stooped to pick
It up.
"If I lend Marcus on," she suggest
ed, rising, "and mid get him to usk
me to marry him, will you give mu iiny
sum of money I want?"
Her volcu shook with emotion, mid
her young facu seemed suddenly old
and haggard. Mrs, Itnliertwn hud
never seen her daughter In such a
state.
"Sit down a minute, Evelyn." she
commanded. "Now tell mu what you
want money for. I know very well
that )ou haven't spent what I've al
lowed you upon yourself. That's why
I've refused you so much lately. No
moro secrets or mystery! I want the
facts. Now tell me this minute."
The girl dropped Into a chair and
burled her faro In her hands.
"I can't," Mm whispered.
For somo time the remained In the
same attitude, while her mother
studied her silently. At length the
girl lifted herself erect.
"I can't explain," she broke out,
"nnd I suppose you're thinking nil
kinds or things. I rnn't help It If )ou
do. You'll havu to glvu me the money
I need. If you want me to marry Mure.
There's no 'Ifs' mid 'mills' about that.
If you'll give mo the money" sho fal
tered, wiped her lips and concluded
slowly, "I'll mnrcf Marcus MacKen
zle." "You must bo crazy, Kve," Mrs. Hob
ertson snld In a cold olco, "to talk to
mu like thnt. If you have nny secrets
from me, It's time you told them."
"Well?" shot from Evelyn shnrply.
"suppose I huve? It's my secret. Isn't
It? Are you going to help mo or not,
that's the question."
It was evident to Mrs. Itobcrteon
that the situation was not to bo trilled
with. In a twinkling her daughter
had changed from a meek mid timid
girl to an aggressive woman. To try
to bully her any more would bu n mere
Waste of effort.
"Heavens," she began, "this Is a
pretty how to do, I must say. I enn't
Imagine why you should want money.
It doesn't muko much difference, any
way. There nre moro rensons than
one why you can't get it from me."
"What are they?" fell from the girl's
lips.
"Tho first Is," returned the mother,
tartly, "I don't llko being held up In
this high-handed manner by my own
daughter."
She paused; and Evelyn caught her
breath. If that wero all, she would
row and rage until sho got whnt she
wanted.
Mother nnd daughter were staring
at one another, each demanding nn ex
planation. Evelyn did not Intend to
make nnyl Mrs. Hobertson weakened
before the stecly-bluo In tho girl's
eyes.
"But tho main reason Is," she went
on, "I hnven't got It. I iMn't own this
house, nor nor "
Evelyn sprang to her feet nnd con
fronted her mother. Her face was
drawn Into cmel lines, nnd her hands
wero gripped spasmodically.
"You lie," she burst forth. "You'vo
always He'd to me nhout money."
A bitter smile drew down the cor
ners of tho older woman's mouth. She
knew how true the accusation was.
"Well, this time," sho answered,
"I'm telling you tho slmplo truth. I
not only do not own this house, but "
"Then who does own It?" Interject
ed the girl.
"Your cousin, Hubert Perclvnl." was
the quick response; "and he's supplied
nil the money wo have used. Now
perhaps you won't try to get some
thing out of me I haven't got."
"Mother I" cried the girl, In agony.
"I told you, Eve. that you should
know the truth," Mrs. Hobertson con
tinued. "You've nsked for It, nnd here
It Is. When Hobert's father nnd
mother died, I came hero to take caro
of him. I had nothing then nnd hnve
nothing now. You were only n bnby,
and I've always kept the facts from
you. When Hobert went to wnr, he
arranged thnt If he didn't come hack,
I should have the homo nnd enough
money to keep us."
Evelyn's eyes widened. Of a surety
this wus tho truth.
"Then wo aren't rich?" she demand
ed huskily,
"No, that we'rn not I" responded th
Indy, "nnd what's more, wo nre do
pendent upon Hubert for everything."
With a quick gesture Evelyn caught
her mother's arm, despair changing
tho lines on her face.
"Oh, you needn't bo so theatrical,
my dear," snld the woman, "Hobert's
never given mo the slightest reason to
fee) he thought us u burden. I'm quite
like his mother, as I should be. The
only thing necessary Is thnt you should
fcathor your own nest before. Bob
makes up his mind to get married, I
know very well you've turned down
many a. MSBC mnn- In th?rn. lien:
WOUNDED ASK PRESIDENT NOT TO FORGET
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but not to the exclusion ot special IcKisUtinrt for tlliAblctl. A dclcK
tlon of wounded, from the Walter Heed hospital, WatliliiKton, was dp
pointed to cull on the President ami Congress asking that pending leg
islation aimed to assist them be not overlooked in handling the bonus
question. The picture shows the delegation leaving the While House.
escorted ny mc rrcaiucni,
our chance tins eomo. Marc Mac
Kenzlo's rich. He loves you"
Without waiting to hear anything
more, Evelyn rim out of the room,
Mrs. Hobertson sank bnek with n sigh,
partly of relief that nt Inst Evelyn
knew Just the situation they wero In,
partly of anxiety as to her daughter's
secret.
,(To Ha Continued.)
BELONG TO PREHISTORIC DAY
Donet of Whales Possibly Ten Thou
sand Years Old Recently Un
earthed on English Farm.
The skeletons of two whales, dating
back. It Is supposed, lO.IXMI to H!,WM
ears, went fouiiuil by two workmen
on it farm near Peterborough, accord
ing to the Westminster (Ju-elte. Some
of Iho teeth and hones were submitted
to Doctor Gnrrood of Aleonhury hill,
Iluuttiigdomdilre, and he, In company
with two zoological expert", vlslled
the farm nnd obtained all the hones,
with the result that one of the whales
hns been set up. '
The whales wore lying side hy side
under Iho pent, and Just embedded In
tho clay. On the wholo the bones nre
In good condition, mid those Hint have
been tukon out carefully aro scarcely
broken. Unfortunately, thu skulls are
damaged.
It Is believed Hint ninny thnusnud
years ago these whales, and perhaps
others, swam up n creek when the
wash came further Inland, and got
cntight at the top of n spring tide
In a place when) thoy went nimble to
turn.
Another theory hns been advanced,
though It 1 rntls'r fnr-fetchcd. Houm
years ago a prehistoric boat was
dug up In the same field, nnd the sug
gestion hns been made that the crew
of the boat wns hunting the whales
at the particular period.
Transposing the Terms.
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"Judge," replied the foreman to the
usual question from tho court, "we
find the plaintiff guilty." ,
"This court Is trying the defend
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Judge. There was u hasty consulta
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which the foreman roso ugnln.
"Judge," he declared, "wo find the
defendant not guilty. Howsmnever,
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