The Barnwell people. (Barnwell, S.C.) 1884-1925, June 29, 1922, Image 3
THE PEOPLE. BARNWELL. S. C.
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CHAPTER XVII—Continued.
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• 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,
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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.
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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
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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
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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.‘!
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quirk Making a
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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.
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if tl
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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 ]
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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. If
| dropped from a teaspoon than* arlll
I rook In eight -nlnote* A few pane
added to the stew wttl rhanju the
I flavor and iMpfewn Che dtah.
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