The Red Cloud chief., 1913-09-18
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THAT SCOTT TRIBE
By SUSANNA GLENN.

bend In the road. "Oh. l hate him. !
hate him." she sobbed angrily drop
ping the rusty tin pan she was hold.
Ing.
But I suppose you thought Mark
Hermon was perfect. You're 30 ever
lastingly standing up for him." OBJ
served her mother. astonished out OF
her habitual lassitudc.
He had no right to cay that!
don't care II we are poor and shiftless
and II Ben has made n mistake--he
had no business to call us that Scott
tribe and to a perfect stranger"
II don't know as YOU have any call
to get so excited over it--what folks
say doesn't make much difference one
way or the other" And the woman
/ bent to gather up the dandclions that
had been spilled in the hasty descent
Of the rusty pan.
Eliza Scott Is pretty. girlish face held
new question. Was her mother right
this doesnt.make.any.d dinerence SEN
timent she had instiilcd into her all
her young life. was 1t right? "Oh. II
does make a difference" she whispered
passionately. I'll show him, some
how, that there Is more to that Scott
tribe than he ever dreamed"
But how? II is not a simple matter
for n mere girl to counteract the re-
suits OF generations OF shiftlessness.
It's easy enough to- be prosperous
when you have n fine farm to hand
down from father to son and each
generation leaves II increased in
value" thought Eliza, as see sat in her
window that night looking across the
SCOTS scraggy fields and delapidated
fences to the big white house and red
barns that bespeak prosperity In every
trim line. what has he ever done
more than ! have? And it's true. !
have always taken his part when the
boys called him snobbish and over
bearing. thought he wasn't that way.
or, ! guess | wanted to think he--was
not" she admitted. flushing painfully
in the darkness. 1--WE been a little fool
Now I'll show him | amount to some.
thing even II my name 10 Scott"
But young Mary iiormon evidently
noticed nothing unusual with his
easy.going neighbors. lie was exceed
ingly busy, during every spare mo-
, ih'ht' oN'i Z" pawn VI eo'"N"
ground where he was patiently coax
ing his choicest seedlings into the
"blue-ribbon" vegetables which It was
his pride to display each autumn at
the great convention OF all the cOun.
try-side. the county fair
He did pause in amazement one day
when Eliza Scott passed him with a
crisp little nod. "Why. whatever" he
. asked himself wonderingly. has come
over that little Scott girl? She has al
ways looked like a neglected wax doll
| but I'm blamed II she isn't getting to
r be a mighty good looking girl! II
takes something beside a pretty face
t to be good looking. didn't suppose
! one Of that Scott tribe had 1t in her to
= look like that"
Mark was complacently putting out
I his team after taking his finest load
: on record to the fair ground. There
!, was nothing there to compare with
mine." he thought with satisfaction
4 I'D hate to get beaten now. after get
\ ting most OF the blue ribbons in my
, department for five years. Well, by
Jove," he broke Off, as a thin team
: drawing ramshackle old wagor
q passed by in the dusty road. 1T Ger
tainly looks as II the SCOTS were 60
= Ing to make an exhibit! I'm blamed
If I'm sorry. for 1t just means an
,ther disappointment for them. I'll be-
!, that Is Eliza's idea, and 1t Is just &
: shame. Wish she'd said nothing L
!, me about It.; there Is something abou
that girl" He left his thought un
spoken while he gazed after the re
treating wagon.
For the first time in his life. Mari
q dreaded approaching the fair grounds
J. Il did not suppose anything coult
make me dislike seeing blue ribboni
!, In my stuff" he admitted whimsically
/. Il don't know what has got into me
o [ suppose It Is because hate to see
girl disappointed"
g Eliza Scott and her mother were Jus
u before him as he entered the hall
G What was this? He paused bewilderet
before his early potatoes-they wer,
G seconds" beside them was baske
Y Of beauties bearing the coveted blu,
). ribbon. His professional heart warme,
at sight Of them In spite of his chagrin
q Just look. mother. have first on m,
n potatoes" he could scarcely credit hi
j ears with hearing Eliza saying in sub
dued excitement. And my corn-an,
q everything. I'm simply too over
|, joyed for words"
, In the crowd Mark found It easy I,
!, keep near without being observed ]
= seemed perfectly marvellous that Eliz
could have raised those vegetables 'uu
y" der his very nose" without his havin,
e suspected 1t. "Oh. and I've first on m
y Jelly, and second on both cakes and
= truly, truly. mummy-first on m
bread; didn't dare hope for that!
q II should think you would want L
a | ..-...- = ],