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THE PEOPLE. BARNWELL. S. C. it M M In^stone, M gnpary CHAPTER XVII—Continued. * —49— • The snow was still falling quietly into the dark lake, and the squatter, with a throb at his heart, caught the thread of light at the edge of the win dow blind of his home. Then his l*ol- lyop was still up. “Cover your horses and wait here,” directed Percival to the driver. Then to Hopkins he said: “As I told you, sir, your daughter's suffered frightful ly. Poor.glrl, I am afraid, If ycm ap peared without warning, the shock would l»e too much for her. Do as we agreed In town, and go to Itishop’s shark until I come for you. I’ll tell her you and the l*oy are home.” ■ A long sigh slipped from the squat ter's lips. He desired to rush In and ^hold his girl-brat to his overwrought lieart. He had heard with iiuppiiessed emotion IMtert's tale of his I'ollyop's trials, and now as he recollected thorn, he could scarcely restrain himself. Yet lie realised the young man was right, an. | lulling the child's howetl legs around his neck, he faded atoll “I thought I could kill ’er, sir," she added, raising streaming eyes, “but —when daddy’s coat fell down, an’ the big mammy an’ Granny Hope smiled at me, I quit hatin’ you an’ wantin’ to kill your woman.” She struggled up and moving to the wall, leaned against “The Greatest Mother In the World” as If she, too, would add herself to the vast family of hurt ones. Every one of her words was directed to MucKenzle. “Then I’m to understand," he asked slowly, “that you deliberately took my wife away to kill her?" “Hut sbe didn’t, Marc.” Interjected Evelyn. • Marcus .made a wide gesture with one arm. "Hush, Eve," he muttered. “Uwant to hear what Miss Hopkins has to say." tended to forgive bis unhappy wife or not. 1 . But Percival did not wait to find out. He sprang to th.e door, Jerked It open and closed It behind with a bang. In fact, he did not even see Evelyn slip quietly Into a faint, or Marcus snatch her Into bis arms us If he never Intended to let her j£o. It was only Polly w^ho heard the passionate love words that came from lips that had’ so often flung oaths at her and her people. She watched Mar cus dully, her heart aching and her muscles rigid with pain. Robert had not believed what Evelyn had said! He had gone away without a word to her! Of course, then, he did not love her any more! Unnoticed by the MacKenr.les. Polly Hopkins sat very quiet, while Evelyn, who had regained consciousness, was clinging to her husband’s neck and Ifstening to his assurances that she was forgiven. Then suddenly, through the low rumble of, Marcus’ voice and the sighs and sobs of Evelyn, Pollyorf heard a shrill squatter call. She rose slowly to her feet and stood rooted to the spot. The voice that had sounded was high, childish, like Wee Jerry’s, With the superstition of her kind, Polly was overcome by a great fear. Jerry was dying alone In a place of strangers! His little spirit had called to her In the grief of Its going! She cast a glance at the man and the woman. They were wholly enveloped in themselves and paid no attention to the plaintive wall that broke from her Ups. She struggled to the door nnd opened it, and there—light before her startled eyes—was Daddy Hop kins. with Jerry astraddle his neck. "Daddy!" came In one bewildered | cry from her shaking Ups. her vision. a Vlelf 11, ■ I the hut Polly lloftl • short mi Polly. Then they f too, au* and the brown I ronsrhMisnctui, get even was lost In con Itr de- When pally her lids, she ! #r«»in. of tLrntilff -» at the Ml silent. wL as If fSctarhedf hlfftoff I M N O off*® 1 ^fl* % t* f and ae •ded to semi- * touftfiom She was In the big squatter's out stretched arms fn a twinkling, weep ing agalnat his breast. "This night’s work," said MarKcn- xle, moved almost beyond speech, “won’t pass outside the few who know IL And Polly—look up, child. I waul to tell you something." ' •. In silence she dared a timid glance at him. ’ f "While you—you were—asleep—Just now, Mr. Percival and I made arrange* ments with your father to give him work,” MacKenzIe told her. “Does that please you?”’, “Awful much,” she sighed; then she turned and looked at Rlshop, standing against the wall. "What about Larry?” she murmured softly. ."Poor, poor Larry.” “I’ll help him, totf,’’ Marcus agreed eagerly. Polly cogitated one small moment. “There’s Lye Braeger,” she sighed again., “He ain’t got many friends, Lye ain’t!” MacKenzIe’s laugh sent a sense of relief over the gloomy group, “Then Lye Braeger, too,” he ex claimed, “and any other squatter who wants to work." Pollyop, overwhelmed with this gen erosity, stood up before him, curls showering each shoulder and framing her lovely, eager face. “I guess mebbe you were an angel all the time, like Granny Hope said once,” she said shyly. “I’m thankin’ you, sir. an’ I—I’m hopin’ the little one God’s sendln* In the summer’ll look Just like—like’’—a smile touched her Ups—“Just like Jerry." she ended. Because she was so simply natural, MacKenzIe replied solemnly: "If my child looks as much like me as Jerry looks like his father, 1*11 be satisfied." Then he hurried his wife away, of fering to carry it< them. JWl ; KITCHEN CABINET Copyrtcht. 1121. Weattm Newspaper Union We are not always glad when we smile, For the heart In a tempest of pain * May live In the guise of a laugh In the eyes And the rainbow may live In the rallL -J. W. Riley. (•Ill H •t t> nrrythmg Oi mr\nnf£D) \ ho0> * with ■WSJ r to hai cate JHly v i yoong man fruit ar m t to Polly Hup- atom S<'h A hatiny i grunted Larry I It Is Wise ti see Lye Brae- 1<*V Net s with a • ’ U ?* 1 I in ju let hr r kt. Poll! mm I ill M r f»! I f*ii| • *ff>|| | H 0 l# fttlgl of fsrew ell ta r*m m ®iig® ■fit to IIm 1 A ^ >— ^ a. __ 1 wffeYe SB J ' i MB si rir H#l ll 1 Ik 1ft# | Thlr tl MuOf hle. mskiMi (jury, ( iVtrr \ ttffiga BRAN DISHES AND OTHERS f A few spoohfuls of bran may bq mixed with any dry breakfast food, ■ with no notice* a |,i e difference in the tastp. Bran is a good, broom for the aliment ary canal and In various dishes may he made most appetizing. Bran Layer Caks.—Take one quar ter cupful of butter, add one unbeaten egg and fill up the cup with sweet milk, stirring enough to mix. Sift to gether a tablespoonful of cornstarch, one cupful each of fldur and sugar, and a teaspoonful each of baking powder and salt. Add one-half cup ful of bran and mix with the liquid, stir until smooth and bake In two layers, using a cooked cream or Jelly for filling. It may also he baked In a loaf, adding spice to taste. Bran Jslly.—Sift bran Into boiling water, stirring till It Is like gruel. Cook slowly two hours, strain through a fine aleve and repent. Mix a tahlespoon- ful of graham flour with a little cold water, add to the boiling liquid and COO k until It Is smooth. Add a little aalt. pour Into wet molds and set ten. It will make a dell- lilch may be served with ik. Fine for a delicate SUCCEEDS WHERE DOCTORS FJUL Lydia L Pinkham’s Vegetable Com pound Often Does That—Read Mrs. Mincr , i Testimony Churubusco, N. Y.—“I was tinder the doctor’s care for over five years for backache and bad no relief from his medi cine. One day a neighbor told ms about your Vegeta- ble Compound and I took it ft helped me so much that I wish to advise all women to tnr Lydia E.Pink- hams Vegetable Compound for fe male troubles and backache. It is a great help in carrying a child, as I have noticed a difference when I didn't tnlr* it. 1 thank you for this medicine and if I ever come to this point again I do not want to be without the Vegetable Com pound. I give you permission to publish this letter so that all women can take my advice.’’—Mrs. Fred Miner. Bos 102, Churubusco, N. Y. It’s the same atory over again. Women suffer from ailments for years. They try doctors and different medS- cinea, but feel no better. Finally they taka Lydia E. Pink ham’a Vegetabw Compound and you can see its value in the case of Mrs. Miner. That’a the truth of the matter. If yea are suffering from any of the troubles women have, you ought to try this med icine. It can be taken in safety by young or old, aa it contains no harmful drugs. Shocking? "Tliore will have to be some new nil*-* made here or else I shall give notice," said the girl In the telephone office to the chief clerk. “Why, what’s the matter?" "Well, some of the things said over the wire are not flt for me to hear." “oh. that’s all right," was the flip pant answer^ “You can’t expert to work round electricity and not get eked." abber desert Is one which teach the children to en- •n »f rich new milk away •e thick Place on Ice on- I B h< e>] and serve with grated i ^ , , • >r *»lth a sprinkling of Turning It Leeea. * with nutmeg ur rlnnaiaoe j "Heavens, woman! You’ve turned inehma with a piece of i yourself Into a veritable talking tan- t bread and butter will chine. Why. all through our long r»- 1 meal, even f*«r an adult. | gagerrfHit you had hardly a word to n.‘! ? /r hau quirk Making a MitlMDl JPftfftHNP l i 1 %to> s-blett: "Then r ^ iM»«ttflBw enBaaf Iff I 1 rvmtthidr 1 towl m#M •# ora* * I g** l*Brfc tjmmw wiHM 1 tr 1*14 f* || a . f * || | * h - hie mind ifidwes. #ML..^f'fgflM M fl« < ’f ^ f Irft be had nu^eevt v,* ipf •afl*gaf"*t 4 Will Ekk 1 11«4bee so* h a * % hv*ni |eil«l f«*C wit MWI ■#l#flrft j |ms%r*l SlftfrW# link WMBrll Ilia gey## "l^rflft^ r%* *l**Jfft Isrrtt h* -(IfSt ! «t|„. hml said tl He filed her w Ith ftftTVi r>rft mih! ^•ev wBsBM ft*****® ■** ini 11 Ml ?!>r**ufh ISfU>'» mliMf \\ #• ft] then shoved her a to i*# lifttii nrr 11*1*411#* os with “I’m going to a r m hci !»•• 1#."* hr the dead (tamr? Old Marc * would Mtappeil. never forgive It! Thinking in ore now Pidly’s flnger^ caught him as be of tin* fishy corning next sun inner to trir*| to (miss her. • the almost incoherent woman than of “No, you can’t go In there," shb her OWU happiness, pollyop made a •cried. “Please d<> n’t do It." movement as if to contradict the state- The salt ml of their voices brought meht; but Evelyn’s Impetuous rush of Marcus MacKenzIe out Into the kitchen words hulled her. ft* M !.// ttx if tl r, f in one stride. Hf halted at the sight of the squatter girl hanging desi»erate- ly to Robert’* arm. An exclamation broke from him; and with one wrench 'IVroivul was free and was nt him.» “So It’s you!’’ he said In a tone that told Tolly Hopkins what was in Ids mind. “Damn you, you hypocrite ” His voice broke off, and he brushed ’•his eyes across with shaking fingers. There behind Marcus in the coop-hole •doorway was his pale cousin. “Evelyn!” he gasped thickly. “God, ■what’s this all about? Every one of you look as if—as if ” Bewildered and overcome, he could , not finish his sentence. Marcus had caught Evelyn to him; and Pollyop, tearlessly ashamed, had sunk into the big chair to hide the ■finery which she knew had brought the hurt into Robert’s eyes. She , -wished she was clothed -in daddy’s •boots and her own calico dress! “Shut the door, Boh,” Marcus or-, -dered as calmly as he could. Mechanically ’Robert did as he was -bidden. When he turned again, Mar- ' ."cus was seated, with Evelyn clinging •to him, and Pollyop’s face was cov ered by one arm. Evelyn began to cry weakly. “Boh, dear.” she broke out, looking tip at her cousin with streaming eyes. ■“Pollyop 1 * lieen so good to me." That sounded to Polly as If soiple one else were to be punished for the night's work. v No, I ain’t," ahe protested, lifting her heed. "I naa awful bau! 1 were * the only one to blame. I hated -every ■one of you. Let me tell all o< you •boat It.” * It* brgmn at th# hrgtimtng and re- I euuowied the plan ™ »• <• TfT Mt them "No, Polly. I'm going to put thinga right now, even If Marc leaves me to night,” she declared, clearing her throat. “Robert, dear hoy, I lied to you.’ I lied to Polly and to you. Mar cus. Oscar Bennett wasn’t Polly's sweetheart at all. He—he was my husband!” MacKenzIe stiffened, but did not drop the'cold fingers he held; and Evelyn wept bitterly, unable to go on. A horse whinnied lOUtslde; but In the shanty no sound could he heard save the hysterical sobbing of Evelyn. , It seemed to Robert as if he must shake from his cousin the rest of the dark story, so impatient was he to -hear it. , - • . “Then—then when you came, my— my beloved,” Evelyn raised her tired eyejs to her husband, “I tried to get rid of him, I did my best to get Polly Hopkins to promise she’d marry Oscar after he had freed me. I wanted to get him out of the country!” . Unwilling tq, spare herself the least humiliation, she. ended In-piteous con fusion : ’ "I was glad when U knew he was dead. 5 * . '■ , “Then how did he die?” came swift ly from MacKenzIe. "Oh. Just us the doctor told you, Marc, deaf." replied Evelyn. “He was struck by lightning and died from the shock, I wu* free then, and—and 1 made Polly swear over and over again she’d never tell any one!* And—and I gave her the silk dte** she wore that day In the Auburn car. I—I—lied about that, too. But. Marr. dear love r 11 knew you hated her and—" Robert bounded to hta feet as the (gfri $ ararda trailed away Into allenre ‘ < tree HartTmi>r i face wet* ^erdmg 1 9m many dHwvwt njirrn' rme that the arantoaa toeoa e»«% mi Petty tt«e» feto* w *..< tali wtteiLet he i*- Sht Was In the Big SguattePa Out stretched Arms In. a Twinkling. Weeping Agamet His Breaat. leaning against the wall at the font of the bed. lie Was looking at her with tear-fliled eyes, hia cracked lips work ing painfully. "Larry," she cried, struggling up. It was Marcus MacKenzIe that shoved himself in beside Jeremiah and lient over her. “Larry didn't do It, Daddy; I did." she moaned. “Please, Mr, MacKenzIe, please, believe me!” She crawled wearily into Jeremiah’s arms and hugged his bushy head. “Oh, Daddy Hopkins, I got to go— to—to jail. I been—a wicked—bad—” She was straining so to finish that Robert, Percival was no longer able to keep quiet. He stepped forward so that Polly saw him over Daddy’s shoulder. She glared at him wildly. .“Tell ’em—oh—tell ’em,” she shud dered. The tears in his eyes softened her expression. “It’s like you to feel sorry for me, sir!” She winced. "An’gettin’Daddy an’ Wee Jerry back is like, you, too. Every day I’m in jail I’ll he prayin’ you’ll be happy." She strangled-at the memory of Old Marc’s words, “I’ll get you next, huzzy !” Then Robert, stung with remorse at his disbelief In her, picked her out of her father’s arms. When he had placed her in a chair, he said: , - . “Polly, darling, we’ve heard the whole story from—from—” - He hulked toward Larry Bishop, stumbling us Mf he did not remember •his name. “And we've forgotten ft. too." Mae- Kenaie boomed In. “Yesterday It wouldn’t hate been aby great loss If my whole family had been an ok In the lake. We were aR «»**re wtetced than any one in the Silent City. But to I night Jt’a diffc-rent f } potty-airalghtened up, her eyeu brtl- | Last with qnev «. Then the squatter girt, disengaging herself from her avreetheart'a anna, went to her father. “Imddy," ahe breathed, bending over him. “ever atnee I mended the roof that day—the name day .Old Marc came home. I've been lovin’ “—she reached hack her hand, and Robert clasped It, “I’ve been lovin’—" Chok* Ing. she could get no farther In that Important explanation. Robert stepped beside her, and rest ed his hand on the down-bent head. He knew now that though 'she was a squatter, one of the despised of the earth, he loved her better than the whole world. “It’s Just like Granny Hope said. Daddy,” Pollyop went on, the velvety brown softening the misty eyes. "She said, Granny Hope did, that love’s big ger aft’ better’n hate any day. An’ It’s true, ain’t it?” * “Yep,” nodded Hopkins, smoothing her face with one great hand. “I guess so, brat!”’ “It sure is," added Robert in her ear. Then he looked at Jeremiah. ' “May I have her some day, sir?" he asked in reverent tones. “I’ll make her so happy you won’t regret it.” Jeremiah’s big frame shook, and Pollyop, ever devoted to him, kissed him tenderly. “I’ll never leave you. Daddy .darlii , precious old Daddy,” she cried. “Me - be—” She looked up at the thll man standing by her. “Mebbe,” she re peated, “you’d take Jerry an’ Dad< y too, huh? They’re awful good an’ never get In anybody’s way” “And Jerry and your father too. my darling," laughed Robert, In an outbqrst of happiness. “I can have your little glrb Mr. Hopkins, can't I?" “Yep,” whispered Jeremiah, sighing heavily. x: Then while Robert waa bidding Polly good night. Jeremiah, with a I faraway inuf upon hia face, gathen d | (he bow -legged ehlld closer to him Bf ( i mrked him reotlr to and fro. f THE END ] The 't' e—H ua, lepd^E cream, when It la oM a loa the delicious salad Whip It with a tower beat- IB, add letnnn or pineapple srh other aeoenoinga aa are appropriate ta the aalad which la to be T Imp tutu* I balled salad dreae- tag Is amde eaperlally rich and tasty by the addlttao of a half cupful of rich, poor cream, beaten stiff sod added to threw fahU apmaifais of boiled dreap. tag Whuttarp Pudding^—Place aufllctent attced bread battered to serve the fsm- Uy ta a huhlag dish, rover each altre with chopped rhui«art>. sprinkle with sugar and nutaseg and repeat until the dull Is full- Add botllgg water and hake uniII the rhohart* la wall rooked and the bread aaturuted with the Juics. Nerve on a plate direct from the either hot or cold, with any deairwd Ta ha what w» era, and to hecaaaa what »• are cape Ms at turomlag. Is the Mil) #*4 of ate. The plaeaaaieel things la the world are phwaant thoughts, ang the great art la life la to have aa maav ef (hem SAVORY DISHES ist the mushroom is growing i a few dishes to re mind us of Ita worth, are la srasonr Scrambled Eggs *and Mush rooms.—Break Into small pieces one pint of fresh well-cleaned mush rooms. Sprinkle with — salt and let them stand 30 minutes. Put Into a saucepan two tablespoon- ftils of butter; add the mushrooms and their Juice; cover and cook eight minutes after they begin to simmer. Season with pepper and more salt If needed. A>dd the yolk* of five eggs, beaten slightly, to the stewed mush rooms. Stir until the eggs are set. Serve on toast. Corn Fritters.—Put the contents of a can of corn through the meat chop per, add two well-beaten eggs, two or three tablespoonfnls of milk and two tablespoonfuls of flour. Add one- hulf teaspoonful of sugar, suit and pepper to taste. Fry by spoonfuls in hot fat or butter, browning well. Fresh com may he used, omitting the milk. Curried Eggs.—Take six hard cooked > eggs. Peel three large onions and cut them In thin slices, put them with two tablespoonfuls of butter In a saucepan and cook until soft. Add one teaspoon ful of curry powder, one clove of gar lic, one-fourth of a teaspoonful of gin ger, one-half teaspoonful of salt, one tablespoonful of flour, one-half pint of stock or water; cool. Take three Aip- fuls of cooked rice, arrange around the edge of the platter, cut eggs In slices and place over the rice; over this pour the sauce and serve very hot. Garnish with green pepper or sprigs of pars ley Mutton With Dumpling*. — Take three pounds of the breast of mut ton, simmer until tender, then set aside to cool; skim off all the fat, re turn the mutton to the Tlqald. add one I or two oQlons finely chopped, salt. pepiwr and a little carry powde* If I liked. Just before aeninf time drop . dumpling* Into the bwc slew. 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