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THE PEOPLE. BARNWELL, 3. C. S' 'stone. "SWEETHEARTl” SYNCTPSIS.—Occupying a dilapi- dattsu BhacK in Uie client City, a aquatter settlement near itiiaca, fsew Yora, P’oily Hopnins Uvea witii her lather, aniail Jerry, and an old woman. Granny Hope, un an adjaceiu tarm, Oscar bennett, prosperous farmer, ia a neighbor. He is 8e.xetly married to. hivelyn Kobertaon, auppoaediy wealthy g.ri of the neighborhood, Marcus Mac- Kensle, who owns the giound the squatters occupy, is their deter- mineu enemy. Holly overhears a conversation between MacKenxie and a stranger, in which the former avows hiaintention of driving the squatters from ilia land. The stran ger sympathises with tiie squatters, and earns Holly's gratitude. Evelyn hobertsou discovers from fyer moth er that they are not tb'li. but prac tically living on the bounty of Hubert Herrlval. Evelyn's cousin. Holly lealrns from Evelyn that the sympathetic stranger 1*^ Hubert He^ E\e!)n charges Polly’ W’/i^KV esaage to Rennet, telling w h sV, can gite him no more She already bitterly regrets her marriage to the Ignorant farm er. Holly conveys her measage and Oscar makes threats. He Insists Evelyn meet him that night. Folly has her father and 1-arry Bishop, s squatter, take an oath to do Msr- Kenaie no Injury. Evelyn unsuc cessfully tries to get money from her mother with-whit b to buy off Rennett and Induce him to leave the rountry. giving her her freedom Hhe and MacKenaie gvow their love. At the arranged meeting that night Rennett threatens K' elvn with etpooure unleoo she given him money. Folly meets Robert Per- rtval, and they are mutually at tracted. F«>lly‘o feeling being adora- tinn ttarar kltlo Folly's lamb and lyw ital thrashes Oocar. MacKen aie orders the aqunttera to leave Kvelva plane to marry MacKenaie Percies I and Polly roafeas their love Ma’ Kentle's men arrest pal ly's father on a framed-up charga re she kept up the inces- ind set up a loud screaming, d, ever true to her mother instinct r‘ tilth and all...others in her wild ] cease, the m sant wall. At the sound of her anguish, Jerry awoke fii and for' tilth and all...others In her world, Pollyop took him up anti seat ed herself, hushing and caressing him. “Tiie llttlest mother in the worhl," breathed Robert tenderly, bending over, her. “And a brave girl you are, too, Polly Hopkins.” “I can’t be brave ever any more, I can't. I need my daddy so. I do. I’m thinkin' my heart Just h U8te ^ when they took him away.” He understood, ami Robert’s very soul melted tn sympathy. Indeed, never had he worked so hard on any oye thing as he had done to defend the /ipmuer. It had l»een only after Mac- Kenzle hint outwitted him that he had come to the Slleiit'^Uty to brmk tiie ba<J new* to Polly Hopkflfcft^^ “Pollyop.*’ lie In-gun. much moved. “you do oeed your father; every girl doe*. Hut while lie’s gone. If he really has to go. I ran make living without him much easier for you. You must take Koine of the money you have for yourself,** he hastened on. “No one needs It mace than you do. No. now don’t shake^-our head, dear. Nome one must help you—d«»p't you see?*’ “ *Twa* awful good of you H> give I me the money, an* let me help the I wpiafter women.” ranie distinctly from { the nobbing Up*, ’’but Jerry an' me couldn't lake a cent of yours!" Somehow Robert had rgpected this, I something ! hut her refusal did txrt make him any I ** the les* <leierminert to help her. For | ^ a time ha was silent, as Polly slotply Hope too. You hear, don’t you. Pollyop?” At that Polly dung to him. She. had lost aight of the fact that .she might have to marryOscar Bennett to free Paddy Hopkins, and to keep her-peo ple In, the Silent City- Jibe only, real ized that she was In Robert's arms, and that he was telling her,over and over and over that he adored her. “Hadn’t you best go now?” she asked. “Some one might catch you here. No! Please; please don’t kiss me no more.” Without the slightest regard for lief protestations, Robert, smiling, gath ered her completely Into his arms. “Perhaps,” he stammered, “perhaps, sweetheart, your father’ll come baclr in spite of Marcus MacKenzIe. Good- by, dear.” , She followed him to the door and watched him go up the lane. Then she crept hack Into the shanty. “Daddy," she cried, “I'm tryln’ my best to save you. dear, an’, an’ I will, I will, darlin’. Your brat’ll save you, Daddy—but oh. God, It seems as how I couldn’t do It." CHAPTER X—Continual “You do wHMdbUtg. lua aia !** she ; tuiplnred. ■■|*lea*e do It quirk, an’, I an’—” A light leapt Into her eye* and j she bumt out: “Mebbe sotne day you'll i be askin' me a big fatur. au' lie re's my | w.»r«l Iw*fore <;«•(, | do It.” For n short »pu«e of time the two girls idnrrtl Into em h ofher’s eyes, but - Ktelyn’s fell And. She sank bm4i j limply. “Take her away. Ibdicrt !** she 1 grouited. “It's too dreadful.” After I'ollyop mid HotN k rt< bad gone, i she turned nwihly on Marcus- “1, wish they were all dead, those j w retched *qtaitter». ’ idie »>al*l fn-t- I tully. slid frowning. Mu< Kcuzie con- j tinned M* brenkfuot In siletoe. Mi*erutde days pt***«-d for the en tire squatter settlement. That the right arm of the Silent City had Iteeu * lop|utt off when HotHrlte* wtik Itniwi*- oiied showed p4ttinly In tiie al>Ji-«-tloit | of Its inlmhitant*. Kvery countenance j was wrinkled with anxiety; and still > the Ktrange men hovered about the I nicked Jerri hark and forth. After n few moments the hoy fell asleep, and his sister laid him quietly on the bed sgaln. “Now what l»e I goln’ to do?" she queried forlornly, looking straight at him. “Granny II •qir says htve’a all puwerful. an’ every night I cry out to the gissl iPat to bring my daddy home. Il’a true, ain’t It. Jesus ran help a oquntter glrlY* *t»f course,** Robert a««uml her. •Of isinrse. and. oh. Polly. 1 want yau to he different—" “What do yi»u mean hy lieln'’ differ ent?” she storied him quickly, and then she caught the look he cast around the nsitu. “I'H always Ik* a squatter,” she went op fiercely, "I love squatter*. I do." Ill* fuee bumnl at the eniphasls on her word*, yet he liked her lietter for stamling hy hen humble friends. “Ami you love me too. don’t you. pollyop?” he u*ked. rencfilng'out and inking one of her hiinds. Didn't *he love him? Ah. more than alu* evmrjlured to admit to heraelLI A Mush mounted to her curl*. ' "Yep. I’m lovin’ you, too," she hrrniheil. “You an’ daddy—” RolK«rt "snknI up dizzily, bringing her lakeside. I'gly rumoru circulated through the Nilent City, it was siiid that to tlx a felony on Hopkins, the officers claimed that in searching him, before shutting him up, they had found a revolver in Ids pocket. Kvery one that knew him ’scouted the.Idea, but Jeremiah Hop kins was promptly indicted for carry ing concealed weapons. The only concession Robert’had been able to obtain was permission for Polly to visit her father, and day after day she carried Jerry to see him. - The day of Hopkins’ trial Polly had to Mat at home to care for Graiitiy Hope and the baby. Late in the afternoon, while she was rocking Wee Jerry, for there was no other way to keep him quiet, there came a rap on the door. Placing him 4>n the cot, she called a soft: “Come In.” The entrance of Robert Pereiyal filled her with apprehension', he looked t»o serious, so drawn and pule. X^lt'a about daddy," she exclalmed, forgetting for the moment how embar rassed was. ’ * ^ - ^ Rollert nodded. , ^ “Sit down, Tkdlyv” lie said gravely, “and I’ll tell youA . Mutely she stood staring at him. “Sit down, dear,” he Insisted. “I don’t \tnnt to sit down.” she moaned. “Ted ,me about 'Thjddy; What’s happened?—He’s goln’ to Au burn, huh?”^^^. O Had he been able, Robert would have contradicted her. Gladly would he have fbased away the weftlng tears that vaimr^Sla.wiy intowthe dear ejtea^ “Is it Auburn prisonV” alie whfs-1 fier-d. “Did the jury say he was guilty?" “Ye*. Polly, buf, I’ve still hopes I can get him another trial." answered Rob ert. “Oh. little Polly, please don’t cry, please duti’t.” . +*0** up with him. Whnt whs there in this “Hadn’t You 7 Beat Go Asked. Ig Now?” She chide .-squattor Ijissiq that made his hearCReat srt? "PoHyvVhe murmured, drawing her to hln»r- _‘‘J->tn|e HoUy," and thep^he mlse«l her to his—“Kiss me. sweCE" Limp knd tremblings <»e leaned against him as *he had that day in his own home She was so tlhpl and S&ttou ’ _ ^ “I want you always Pohy.” l»#v Cnoiiodftfl that he was I adding out j »'hi«p*rcd in her ear. “Some, daY 1 hi* babds to her. she sobbed hysterica!- I a ant you fur my wife lit lake you deprived *»f aetf-CMOtnd. I away ^rom Uhaca—-«H <j/ you. your with bar to | father and thr ^«fec*oaM Graauy CHAPTER XL Over a week bad passed since Hop kins had stood before his peers to be judged of a crime the law would not overlook. His lawyer, a good one and well paid by Robert Perdval, bad fought strenuously for a new trial; but after much deliberation on the part of the Judge, the motion had been denied; and this was the last day of Jeremiah’s stay In the county Jail. If was soon after luncheon time that a high-powered motorcar was carrying Kvelyn Robertson and Marcus Mnc- Kenzle to the liennett farmhouse. The purchasing of the farm bad been set- th*d, as fur as Marcus was concerned, although Kve’s pleading and Oscar’s stubbornness had made him offer more for the place than It was really worth. When tiie farmer walked up to the automobile, as It stop|ied before hla door. Oscar (Nil d no attention to Kve lyn; sitting lieshie MarKensle, nave to give her an awkward how. "You’ve spoken to this squatter girl about what you want, Hemiett?” asked Marcus, going to the point at once. “Ye*, sure I have," growled Oscar. "I told you that t’other day: hut Polly seems to be always holding off for If site toe* the mark, then 1 ■ell my farm ami take her \Ye«t. mV have that brat of a Jerry. I though, hut 1 mippoae pollyil make a rowr w lien I tell tier that." J "You won’t tie worried with the hoy. j Rennett, I’m go'ng to have the ('till- •Iren’a society take him. Hopkins will l serve a long term, amt If >ou marry | Polly, the rest of the pesta will scatter after a while. I’ll be glad to lie rid of the whole Hopkins tribe. Hut that ] girl Is like a burr; «he stick* tighter, j the more you pull - "That’s the bargain. Mr. MacKenzIe. I sell the farm at the price we talked If I get Polly Hopkins. If I don't get I *er, then 1 won’t aril. I ran make a {good living here for me and my moth i er, and I don’t Intend to leave this I country without Pollyap." The thought of his staying around | Ithaca Ailed Kvelyn with dread. She knew somethin^ of the tenacity with I which he tiling to any notion that | might take possession of him. How could she have ever submitted to bis ••aresses? Ami the words. “I’nGI death do us |»art." rang In her ears. Ailing her with nuuseatiug disgust. “I wish he were dead this minute." she thought passionately. Sbe was waiting for Oscar to con tinue. but he evidently did not Intend to; so. settling buck as if anxious to start, she-said coldly: ^ . ’Til go to her then, as sis»n as I can." “When—today, ma’am?" asked Oscar eagerly. If she had to .approach Polly Hop kins about this disagreeable matter, the- sooner the better, Evelyn thought. “Yes,” she consented languidly. “1 might go now, 1 suppose." “Hut you won’t' And her home till night. Eve,” Marcus Informed her. "She’s gone to see her father before lit* uoes to Auburn. I tried to put the quietus on that, but Hub cut up so 1 told the sheriff to let her In.” "Then I’ll Telephone you later, Mr. JRamety” ^ahl Evelyn, lifting her chin haughtily as if be were really beneath her consideration. "Good afternoon!” The hours passed slowly by! It seemed an eternity to Oscar while be waited the call faom Evelyn. When he heard her voice over the telephone, be ujiswefed grullly. ■— “Now,' don't be nasty. Oscar,” or dered Evelyn-imperiously. “Pm doing the best I can. tTn jn a booth talking, and if you’ll meet me at seven, we’ll go together to Polly Hopkins. Does that suit you all right?” “You don’t suit me very well," Oscar grumbled into the receiver. “Pd like to give^ytni the licking of your life, my lady.” * Evelyn’s laugh came ringing across tiie wire. “Don’t put yourself out. my dear man," she taunted. “Now. don’t start bullying me over the phone, Oscar, for 1 won’t stainm. Hold your temper if you can possibly do so. For once do as I tell yon! Will you?” his to love or abuse at his own awqat will, for Oscar had little doubt that the squatter girl would eventuaHy yield to his will. . Pollyop; meanwhile, quite uncon scious of Oseir’s vicious Intention*, was already utterly overwhelmed with misery. After, the meager supper was over that night, she sat crouched near the wood-box, her arm around Hilly Hop kins’ stringy neck. Granny Hope was in bed and Wee Jerry, having cried himself to sleep; was in Jeremiah's room, rolled up in a blanket. For the Arst time in her life Polly luwl seen her father weep- How Im petuously she had kissed away his tears! I low she had hung to Tits neck! When they had been forced to leave him, Jerry had shrieked his misery all the way through the streets of Ithaca. To make the matter worse, It began fXf rain, tq thunder and lighten. And now, a forlorn, lonely little creature, she sat listening to the tempest out side with no company but the billy goat. How listless and hopeless she felt! Only when the thunder rolled over the lake, .and the lightning hashed across the sky; did she lift her head. When she w as happy, Polly - loved the storms, but now, with Daddy in Au- fiurn, how could she bear the thrash ing rain and the moan of the willow trees as they swung to and fro over the shanty roof? She found herself wishing fearfully that the storm would sweep off to the south and down behind the hills. Over and over In her mind went the thought that perha|>» she could have helped * S ANITARY wall* arc essential. Germ laden walls may be the cause of much illness. Why take a risk when it is so easy to have Alabastined walls—beautiful, artistic and ab solutely sanitary. . Abbastine Instead of Kaleomine or Wall Paper Alabaidne, either in simple single colors or the many hued onyx effect so rich and so easily produced hy the new Alabastine Opaline process, will give you walls which are germ proof—walls in harmony with your nigs and draperies—any tone or tint to please your taste or fancy. To obtain Alabastine elects you must me genuine Alabastine Be sure to look for the CfOCi and circle printed in red on every package. And. be sure to ask your dealer or decorator to show samples of the truly beautiful AlabaMinesOpalaie Process. The Alabastine Company Grand Rapids, Mick In In tha Whit# Light of It Polly Saw a Man Lying P#c« Dawn in th# Path Loading to tho ihonty. iHiddy If *ho had d<m* whot Kvotyn wanted her tn. Why hodnT *U# con- j wiitml in marry thu-ar tvrn week* ago? She knew why. and. blushing, blamed . Iierwlt. She rniild nut keep the linage nf Roliert IVrelval from smiling at j her. All nf * sudden a fright fill A*sh of lightning made dim t^e AjckOT Tn>m ^ the small candle, and wn* followed In stantly hy * thittideriiu* r<»ur that shook the very earth. Mingled with It ] came a woman'* scream. Polly atrug- j gled to her feet.* Some one was tn imuMe! Nome sqn|ittee-woHiHn wa* i calling her. She dashed toward the dtatr jn*t as it Aung wide open, and < Evelyn-Robertson rushed In. “Polly Hopkins,” Hie cried, grasping the squatter girl’s arm, "Pollyop. something struck Oscar, and he's dead , In the road." Frantically she drew the dazed Pol ly over the threshold. The darkness was'dense, and the torrents of rain pelted their faces. Another zigzag streak of Are ran-across the sky, mak ing a vivid picture as It blazed Cor nell university v into plain view. In the white light of it, Polly saw a man ly ing face down in' the path leading'to the ahguty. He made no effort to get up as the two girls bent over him. “Mebbe he ain’l^ dead," muttered Poll/, shuddering. “Let’s lug him in tiie hut.” Be? ween them they dragged the heavy, 1/iert body into the shanty and shut *the door. Oscar looked dead when they turned him over. His face was livid, and his,, eyes tightly shut. r~“Tlghthundvr hit him, huh?’’ quea- t tionetHn’ort/r awestruck. Shudder after shudder ran over Ev- elyn. "I don’t know.” she moaned. "Yes, I suppose so. Oh. it was dreadfuLT^- She began to cry, wringing her hands desperately. “Don't (Jo that,” begged Pollyop, with a shiver. “Come on an* help me get 'lm up on my bunk.” . - Weak from the shock, Evelyn was of little serviee in lifting Oscar. But the bed Was low - , and Anally after much tugging, he was rolled lifelessly over on his hack, stretched to bis full length on the rickety cot. Stamling side by -aide, the girls looked anxiously down uiH>n him. ’Good to the Last Drop* AN ,e MAXWELL HOUSE COFFEE :LK \ f ALcA)M lJ5» utt , out. “Where’ll I mt^t you?" “Well, let me M*e. At wtr*n on the boulevard. n*htr the line." "All right"’ and Oscar slammed up the re<-elver withopt ^siting to hear any more, w\4 j eeded about Ills farm task*. Thoughts of anger toward Kge, now au ovethuarlng aud rou- tv|]iptu<>u«. were Smiti enmded oOt. h Mrvw, by antktputluo of tie time who* tViy-jvouU Intorprotor of Nature. The Inhabitants of a frog laqid rln«e t r at hand, snys the Youngstown Tele gram, awakened two little girls who were spending their first night In the country. First came the high, piping ! voice of a little “peeper.” “What’s that?’’ asked Winnie. | "I think It’s a hird,”'-Susan - tured to reply. j * Just then a basso-prof undo ' sang one of his lowest notes. “What's that?" Winnie'asked startled whisper. “I’m not sure,” relied Susan, I think It U either a cow or un auto mobile.” Ignorant Husband—Did you ever nndco. my dear, that a loud talker la generally on ignorant person? \Vlfe7-Well, you needn't shoot to. Pm not deuf. "I guess mebbe he's dead, ain’t he?” “oh. I suppose so, Ak'imeiL^rappeiL (py.j.jwj Ptdjy woefullye*^ "Thu* did tko •tors* country giro buck to Evolyu Rokortion her freedom.” ven- frog In a •hut To Hava a Cloar Swoct Skin Touch pimples, redness, roughness orTtchlng. If any, with Cutkura Oint ment, then hgthe with Cutlcura Soap and hot water. 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