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Donald MacTavlsli lay .He had been all- - day about It, and his wife, who had watched with patient expectancy since early morn, began to feel the call of her neglected household duties. Aw eel, Don," she said, as she moved the light to the table by his mus gang along to l!,e kitchbed. en the noo. Yell no be takin yer departure afore I come hack. But If ye should, yiU not forget to blow ouf the candle' afore ye dee, will ye? Pictorial Review. .I Pretty Young Well Equipped. All Caul is divided into three parts." Year Yea, and you got three of em." I Continued. 2 One day Polly had found her sick in bed, end, as she had led the forlorn billy goat home, so did she bring Granny Hope, never realizing that In th tottering old figure. she was entertaining an angel unawares. All she knfw was smile, that Grannys toothless her cheerful words of love and kindliness, made the sun shine brighter and the meager food more filling. During the winter, Mrs. Hope had encouraged the girl to read. At first that had been difficult, for the shanty contained nothing but the tattered Bible the old woman had brought with her. Over and over Polly had read the miseries of Job the patient, the long lamentations of Jeremiah, who always put her in mind of Daddy Hop-kinand she also knew ty heart the story of the crucifixion of Jesus, who, so the Bible said,' was the best man that had ever walked the globe. So had those winter days of close companionship with the woman who had lived long and suffered much, and who now was almost ready to on to larger experiences, brought out In Polly Hopkins a greater capacity for called The squatters her loving. " and somePollyop, the times, Polly of the sun." Granny Hope explained this by saying: They all love you, Poll, an its out of your own heart they get the feelin' of joy when they see ye. near From behind the , wood-bo- x where the goat stood, Pollyop took up an ax. Tenderly she bent and placed a kiss upon tiie goats hnr--- y head. Then she touched Granny vCe. The woman 1 lifted her lids and smiled at the girl. " she Whats the matter, murmured. Tm goln out, Granny," replied If Daddy comes, tell 1m Ill Polly. be back In a while. Into the rain she went, her bare feet carrying her swiftly over the ragged rocks, her curls gathered under her chin like s warm glistening hood. When later she appeared In front of the shanty, her gingham skirt was filled with rusty pans and old pieces of tin. She placed them on the doorstep, and looking sitatlngly at the Into the house.' willow tree, went From a peg Ioliy took a pair of her fathers trousers and clambered into them, tucking her skirts out of sight and rolling up the trouser legs, for Daddy Hopkins was much taller than his daughter. Into one of the big pockets Polly thrust a handful of noils. It was a grotesque looking girl who a few minutes later was flattening out the pans and the old bits of tin upon the stone. g; Pretty Young Post Office Gallantry. Girl Any letters for me? Clerk No, miss. . Girl I am' surprised. Clerk (gallantly) So am I! The honeymoon often ends with the grooms last quarter. Unless you see the name, Bayer on tablets, you are hot getting genuine Aspirin prescribed by physicians over 22 years and proved safe by millions for Headache ' Rheumatism Colds Neuritis Toothache Neuralgia Earache Pain, Pain Lumbago package which contains proper directions boxes of 12 tablets 'Also bottles of 24 and 100 Druggists Bayer Bayer ' Bandy Iqplria Is the mas 1 - When that was finished, she gathered them up and, ax in hand, climbed Into the willow tree and onto the roof. Daddy Hopkins would be glad when he came 'home and found the shack dry and warm. Then She began' her task of hammering the pieces of tin over the holes through which the water dripped. Once Jn a while she stopped working, and, flat on her stomach, sought for smaller cracks. Just as she had mended the last hole, she heard the sound of horses hoofs and mens voices. With the fear of the persecuted, she crouched close to the roof, and like some frightened animal, crawled to the edge of It. Squatters did not speak like that, neither did they ride horseback. two magThere in the nificent animals, were two men. One she recognized Instantly. Polly had every reason to know the tall man whose dark, handsome face had cast deep shadows over the Silent City. Marcus MacKenzIe had been for years the Nemesis that hung over the CayuEven during his ga lake squatters. absence on war work abroad, his long arm had often reached back to the SUent City to pick away some husband and close the prison gates behind him. . a passionate desire to , Pollyop had throw the ax at him. She knew there was not a heart In 'all the Silent City ' Mark of Barer Ksaotsctwi of ManeeestlescMNtar of SsligMosolf that did not beat with dread at the very mention of his name. Then she caught a glimpse of the Aker mans face and forgot her terror of Marcus MacKenzIe. In Ithaca usd about It she had seen many soldiers but never anyone like MacKenzleS companion. He was dressed tn an officers uniform, and, as his horse hided him into better visa, tbs Theyre pigs, Bob, I tell you, he repeated roughly, and what I brought you down here today for Polly lost the rest of hla sentence. Back and yet farther back she slipped over the roof. She had never heard anything so dreadful aa this. In fact she had always quite liked pigs, but she had never thought of comparing' the shanty or Granny Hope and Daddy Hopkins to a barnyard and its occupants. She heard the men ride away; and once more she sat-u-p. By raising her body a little, she could see them walking their horses along the road that led Its crooked way through the settlement figMacKenzleS straight, thick-se- t ure made her shudder, but the slim, boyish one beside him brought a queer little thrill to her heart. Hes a beautiful angel himself, she murmured, and taking up the ax, she slipped down the tree and dropped to the wet ground. Granny Hope straightened up as Polly entered the kitchen.- - Swiftly the girl crawled out of her. fathers trousers and tossed back her curls. Whata the matter, pretty brat? queried the woman drowsily. I got to find Daddy, replied Polly, Old Marcs back her voice shaking. an hes after us squatters an, Granny She paused, her face softened, and she smiled. Yep, honey? prompted Mrs. Hope. Old Marc bad a beautiful angel with him, went on the girl, an he likes us squatters. He stood right up I heard to that rotten MacKenzIe. She crossed to the old him, I did. Loves able to send a woman's side. angel slapbang down to this old earth to help us, huh, Granny Hope? mur"Yep, sure sure, honey-gir- l, mured Granny, and once more her head bobbed forward, and she slept Polly Hopkins crept out of the hut and sped away along the shore toward Bad Mans ravine. CHAPTER II. About the time Polly Hopkins began to repair the shack roof, Evelyn Robertson came into the room where her mother sat reading. The girl was dressed to go out and was drawing a pair of gloves over her ringed fingers. Where are you going, Eve? Inquired the lady. It seems to me that youre running' out altogether too much. Theres your piano) You haven't practiced in montha Now dont blame me, Eve, if, when Marcus asks you to play, you fall fiat. A dull red ran Into the girls cheeks, but she made no reply as she smoothed the wrinkles from her love-lass?- lane,-astri- , Accept only frown faded from Pollyops brow aa she gazed wonderingly upon him. She marked his flashing glances that swept the Silent City. She noted wltp a strange little thrill the beauty of the clearcut features, the full, kindly mouth and the smooth, tanned skin. Marcus MacKenzIe was speaking rapidly, and though Polly could not hear what he said, she knew be was talking of the squatters. Then words that made her tingle with joy Came . distinctly to her ears. But you cant turn a lot of folks out of their homes, Marc," rang forth Where under the a deep, rich voice. heaven would they go If you did?. Anywhere they d n please, snarled MacKenzIe contemptuously. If they were all dead, theyd be better off, and Ithaca too. Pollys hand tightened on the To let It fly straight Into the face of the haughty Ithacan would have been satisfaction Indeed Have you tried to buy them out? asked the other.. No, and I dont Intend to, was the Theyll go because Ill sharp retort make them go, thats all. Ive been too busy for the last two years to make much of a dent among them, but now Im home for good, I mean to clear them off. An outward gesture of the officers hand told. Polly he was not iq sympathy with MacKenzleS threat. You cant Judge of the situation, Bob, Marcus went on, "because youve been gone for years. Evelyn can tell you what they are, though. The speaker wheeled his horse and pointed his riding whip straight at the Hopkins Shanty; and Pollys curly head drew quickly back. "One of the worst of them lives there! she heard plainly. Hes sort of a mayor of the settlement Jeremiah Hopkins! And such a tribe as that hut holds cant Je found any- - love-lass,- blush also Is not beautiful cause it overdoes It. A Biy Now and Boy Right TREATED Doual and Valenciennes received medical assistance from the child health exposition of the American Red Cross, which has just completed a five months tour of the more Important cities of 'France. Nearly every department of child welfare was covered by the work. Attendance at the exposition averaged 5,000 persons dally. Lo-cphysicians in the cities visited donated their services. 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It Was a Grotesque Looking Girl Who a Few Minutes Later Was Flattening Out the Pans and the Old Bite of Tin Upon the Stone. where else in this county. A worthless. tangle-haire- d girl and a boy half in the grave, and I heard only this morning theyre harboring a hag by the name of Hope. They live like pigs, too. The poor things havent much of a chance to live otherwise, have they, Marc?' The question evidently required no answer. Well, what do yon think of that? he went on. Then he read" aloud: ""If your heart Is loving and kind, come right In. If It aint scoot, off. Why, thats beautiful I The warm, velvety brown the rich mans threats had made a, hard glare was brought back to Pollys eyes by these words. She could have bagged the speaker as hard a8 she sometimes did Daddy Hopkins I sneered ' MacKenzIe. Rubbish Perfect, rot I Your aunt was saying this morning that the Hopkins' girl Is as odd as she!s filthy. The very idea of having a thing like that hung up ! Polly saw the younger man reach out and touch the speaker with a gloved band. "Love Isnt rubbish, wherever yon find It, old chap! he exclaimed. It gives even a squatter shack a glimpse of heaven. You ought to help these Give them a chance; people, Marc. make something of them, and they wont bother you. Burning tears filled Pollys 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 Hope did. too. Pollyop had never Imagined Old Marcs kind ever thought of the meek the lowly end hungry. Far above the world, up In the skies beyond the clouds where the hlue was, right alongside th, crucified Savior, Polly Hopkins placed this new friend of the Silent City. Her thoughts were Interrupted by llecKenzte speaklno. 1 4 The good Lord knows, continued the mother irritably, that Fve kept at you enough. .Now Marc and Robert are home, how are you going to entertain 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 Impulse, she had secretly married Oscar Bennett. v And you heard what Marcus said last night about the Silent City folks, went on Mrs. Robertson. What you want of that Hopkins girl I dont understand. Marcus says, her father Is the most dangerous man among the lot of them, and the girl herself is queer. Oh, dont talk about the squatters 1 hate all the time, cried Evelyn. the very sound of the word. Whats Polly Hopkins, anyway? . . . Now Marcus Is home "Darling, the mother Interrupted eagerly, It has always been my hope that you and Marc would grow to care for each other. He Is so rich and so , handsome! Now, Isnt be? A groan almost leapt from Evelyns lips. What a fool she had been Here she was married to a man she loathed, a mao she was ashamed oft The realization that another man, rich, g and In every way desirable, had turned his serious eyes upon her, almost made her blurt out the whole story to her mother; but having kept silent so long, she dared not speak now. All through the night she had tossed and turned, bunting some way to get Oscar Bennett out of her life without Marcus MacKenzIe knowing anything about it She dared not go to Oscar himself; Polly Hopkins was the only hope she had. Ail Bennett cored fey was money. He was as tired of her as she was of him. Perhaps be would go away quietly and set her free if she gave him money enough. .Would her mother give It to ' her? , , Mother, do you honestly want me to marry Marc? she asked, trembling. Mrs. Robertson caught at the on flung hand. I do, I do Indeed, darling, she answered. ' And hell ask you too, Fm sure. Perhaps hot today or tomorrow, for hes just renewing his acquaint-an--a with you. By the way he looked last eight I could ten he was considering tt A handkerchief dropped from Eve -- 1 good-lookin- Bpu her young face seemed suddenly old and . haggard. - Mrs. . Bobertsoo had never seen her daughter In such a state. Sit down a minute, Evelyn, she commanded. Now tell me what you want money for. I know vary well that you haven't spent what Tva allowed you upon yourself, Thats why Fve refused you so much lately. Noi more secrets or mystery! I want tha facts. Now tell me this minute. The girl dropped Into u chair and burled her face in her hands.' I cant she whispered. For some time she remained In tha same attitude, while her mother studied her silently. . At length the ' girl lifted herself erect. I cant explain, she broke out "and I suppose you're thinking all kinds of things. I cant help It if you do. Youll have to give me the money I need. If you want me to marry Marc. Theres no lfs and ands about that If youll give me the money she fat- tered, wiped her lips and concluded I'U marry Marcus MacKenslowly, - 0 -- zIe. You must be crazy, Eve, Mrs. Robertson said In a cold voice, to talk to me like that. If you have any secrets from me, It's time you told them. Well? shot from Evelyn sharply, "suppose I have? Its my secret Isnt It? Are you going to help me or not; that's the question. . It was evident to Mrs. Robertson that the situation was not to be trifled with. In a twinkling her daughter had changed from a meek and timid girl to an aggressive woman. To try to bully her any more would be a mere waste of effort. Heavens, she began, this a a pretty how to do, I must say. I cant Imagine why you should want money. It doesnt make much difference, anyway. There are more reasons than one why you cant get It from me. What are they? fell from the girls lips. The first Is, returned the mother, tartly, I dont like being hclJ up 1q d manner by my own this daughter." She paused; and Evelyn caught her breath. If that were all, she would row and rage until she got what she wanted, Mother and daughter were itarlng at one another, each demanding gn explanation. Evelyn did not Intend to make any I Mrs. Robertson weakened lm the girls before the steely-blu- e high-hande- - eyes. But the main reason Is, she went on, I havent got It I dont own this house, nor nor Evelyn sprang to her feet and confronted her mother. Her face was drawn Into cruel lines, and her hands ' were gripped spasmodically. Youve forth.You lie," she burst always lied to me about money. A bitter smile drew down the corners of the older womans mouth. She knew how true the accusation was. WellT this time, she answered, Fm telling you the simple truth. I not only do not own this house, but Then who does own It?" Interjected the girl. Your cousin, Robert Perclval," was the quick response ; and hes supplied all thd money we have used. Now perhaps you wont try to get some- - ' thing out of me I haven't got. - Mother! cried the girl, In agony. 1 - told you, Eve, that you should know the truth, Mrs. Robertson continued. Youve asked for it and here When Roberts father and .It ' Is. mother died, I came here to take care of him. I had nothing then and have nothing now. You were only a baby, and Fve always kept the facts from you, .When Robert went to war, he arranged that If he didnt come back, I should have the home and enough ' money to keep us. Evelyns eyes widened. Of a surety this was the truth. Then we arent rich?" she demand' ed huskily. No, that were not! responded the lady,-an- d whata more, we are dependent upon Robert for everything. With a quick gesture Evelyn caught her mothers arm, despair changing the lines on her face. Oh, you neednt be so theatrical,' my dear, said the woman. Roberts never given me the slightest reason to Teel he thought us a burden. Tm quite like his mother, as I should, be. The ' only thing necessary Is that you should feather your own neat before Rob makes up his mind to get married. I know very well youve turned down many- - a young man In Ithaca. Now yodr chance has come. Marc MacKenzleS rich. He loves you Without waiting to hear anything more, Evelyn rah out of the room. Mrs. Robertson sank back with a sigh, partly of relief that at last Evelyn knew just the situation they were In, partly of anxiety aa to! her daughters ' secret , "Bob! Then the soldier ia (be uniform was Evelyns cousin I (TO BE CONTINUED.) Real Consideration. "Yassuh, mah Sambo am a perfect do get into a gemmum, even if we-a- ll spat now an agin. Yassuh, he nevah hits me where It shows." The Orange OwL . Immense Demand fer Needles. The world uses up aa average M I 3,000,000 needles a da, |