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The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1922-12-21
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This office received contract from
one of the largest mail order houses
in the United States a few days ago
for advertising space in the Banner
for period of one year. The contract
was good one and we studied on the
proposition Of accepting or declining
for some time but home loyalty over
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"Nou see, brat" he groaned, they've
framed me right"
Polly grasned the situation in an in
stant. She knew the planting system
had been practiced on the sQuatters
before. AT last the law had her best
beloved.
Daddy never killed that squirrel"
she raved. He didn't; an you d--n
buffers know he didn't. You can't get
by with nothin' like that. It's crooked :
Here. you-you--you gimme my
daddyl"
Like a wildcat unloosed upon them
Polly tlew first at one, then at the 9th
er. She bit at them, tore at their
clothes and kicked out with her strong,
bare feet; but it was like a small
force attacking a mighty mountain.
Strong hands pinioned her arms, and
while she stood raging at them, she
saw Wee Jerry snatched from his IA
ther's shoulders and set on the ground.
Then they led Daddy Hopkins away.
Dazed for moment, Polly stood shak-
ing from head to foot. Grasping Jerry
by the hand. she ran swiftly after
them, crying out IN despair that Daddy
must 90 home with her and the baby.
At the lane Hopkins turned and
spoke 10 her.
Brat he choked, swallowing hard,
kiss your daddy. an let me smack
Wee Jerry too. Go IN home. I'll be
comm back after a bit. Tell Larry
they got me, an that l said for him to
look after you an the kidl"
With her arms about his neck she
gave the promise squatter women
make their men when the majesty Of
the law steps into the Silent City.
"l'll keep the baby an the shanty
till you get back, Daddy darlin'," she
sobbed. Give your girl-brat kisses,
an'-here's Wee Jerryr
Even the officer who had the squir-
rel turned his head as the girl clung
to the big squatter.
Afraid to lead their prisoner
through the Silent City, the deputies
marched him up the lane toward the
railroad tracks. AS they turned into
the boulevard. Hopkins looked back
down the hill. Pollyop was still In the
road, and Wee Jerry was in her arms,
his. face pressed against her neck.
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his feet; and instantly Perclval got up
too. Evelyn went white; and an
ejaculation fell from Mrs. Robertson's
lips.
Throwing questioning glance from
one to the other, the girls eyes set
tied Mt last on Roberts face.
They've took my Daddy Hopkins to
JAIL" she faltered. san I've come to
get i'm back"
The loud laugh that burst from
MacKenzie's lips brought a glare from
Robert.
"Thank God, we've got him at last"
Marcus exulted.
The expression of woe died in the
squatter girls eyes as Robert Percival
came toward her.
"whntw he calculated, and then as
though conscious Of the hate that was
directed at the newcomer by Marcus
Mackenzie, he added in lower tone:
poor little girl Come into my study,
Polly, and tell me about it."
Nonsense, Bob.p interrupted Mac
Kenzie rudely. Let her tell her lies
here. I'd like TO hear what she has to
say"
A flush mounted to Roberts face as
he turned angrily on the speaker.
During the moment he was struggling
for compOsure, Mrs. Robertson and her
daughter hung on the scene with bated
breaths.
"Must ! remind you whose house
this is, Maclenzie7p demanded Percl-
val finally; and Marcus sank down
into his chair with a muttered apology.
u didn't come to tell lies. Mr.. Mac
Kenzie," Polly broke out lmpetuously.
ave come to tell Gods TRUTH Then
the recollection Of her fathers des-
perate need overwhelmed her, and she
walled: "Your men planted a squirrel
on i'm, sir; Daddy said SO. an Jerry
saw EN-"
To Percival, watching the man and
girl, came the conviction that she had
told the truth, and that Mackenzie
knew she had. Before he could break
in, Polly spoke again.
"Please. sir" she begged, "please,
Mr.. Mackenzie, give i'm back to me.
You can. DO It, an, an. oh. God, IN
die for you"
She fell forward on her knees; and
then Marcus Mackenzie laughed again.
Lower and lower fell the curly head,
for the sarcastic sound told her more
plainly than any words could hrve
done that she would get no aid from
him.
Robert stopped and lifted her up.
'D--n you, Afarcl Stop ltr he de-
manded. Its wicked, downright
wickedl !" And TO her he murnured: /:
poor little girl Poor little Polly"
He tried 70 lead her away; but how
could she 90 without making another
enortf She turned TO Evelyn.
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Moderns May Learn Much From Au-
thors Whose Works Are the
Greatest in Literature.

Whatever our conjectures may be,
we cannot be sure that the best mod
ern writer's can afford us as good mod
els as the ancients; we cannot be
certain that they will live through the
revolutions Of the world. and con-
tinue TO please in every climate, un-
der every species Of government,
through every stage Of civilization.
We may still borrow descriptive power
from Tacitus dignified; perspicuity
from Livy; simplicity from Caesar;
and from Homer some portion Of that
light and heat which. dispersed into
10000 channels, has filed the world
with bright images and illustrious
thoughts. Let the cultivattg Of mod
ern literature addict himself to the
purest models of taste which France,
Italy, and England could supply. he
might still learn from Virgil to be
majestic, and from Tibullus to be ten
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YGu Should HAYS The Best

Have you ever stopped to reason why
K is that so many products that are ex-
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Of sight and are soon forgottenl The
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No other kidney remedy has 20 large a
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According 70 sworn statements and
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You may receive n sample bottle Of
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and enclose ten cents; also mention thi
paper. Large and medium size bottle
for sale at all drug stores. Advertisement
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CHAPTER x.

As in a nightmare the squatter girl
blundered along the path, back to the
hut, carrying Wee Jerry in her arms
Granny Hope was hobbling from the
coop-hole when the girl stumbled over
the threshold.
Something awfurs happened, huh.
PollyopT the woman faltered, and
| limping across the floor, she bent and
gathered the thin small boy to her.
Come to grandma. Jerry dear" she
coaxed. "an' hear wee bit about
Love"
The grooming voice, cholSed with en-
treaty, touched the edge Of Polly Hop
kins' soul She swayed forward to her
knees, caught the one withered hand
extended to her and clung there.
"I'll set, my bird" mumbled Mrs.
Hope weakly, and she dropped into a
chair with Jerry in her lap. "There I
Awl Don't cry that way, honey. Lis
ten, dear heart. Gods everywhere I
An His love tool Can't"
Out Of the shower Of glistening curls
appeared a wan, fearful face.
'Daddy's been took to jail, Granny
Hope" Pollyop burst out. God can't
60 in a dirty Jail. God can'ti Old
Marc"
Mrs. Hopes sudden trembling broke
Off the girls words; and Polly wept
again in hopeless misery as the wom-
an repeated almost duly:
"God can't go in dirty jail"
Then her face, lighted by a radiant
thought. lost its drabness; aud for a
time she stroked the bowed young
head Then:
"Be your daddy lovin' you an the
baby?" she queried softly.
That question had never been put to
Polly Hopkins before. Had Granny
Hope gone crazy 70 ask such a thing?
Every squatter in the settlement mar
veled at Jeremiah's devotion to his
children
"Huh, brat dear7" came more forci-
bly, from Granny Hope, as If she were
determined to have an answer.
Pollyop lifted her head wearily.
"Sure. sure, Granny" she meaned.
Hell love us till he dies"
''Then my lass amt believin' any
longer that the God is love, like once
she was, huh7 If Daddy Hopkins has
went to prison Ike you said, then amt
God there? An, dear lassie-child, loves
love, an Gods God behind the bars
just the same as in this here beautiful
shantylp
The girl, still on her knees, edged
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closer to the old woman's side and put
her arms around him.
Listen 70 what Granny Hope says.
baby dear. she sohhed Loves went
right along to Jail with our daddy.
Jesus'u help I'm He can. can't he.
Granny dearY'
"He can an lie will. poor brats,"
answered Mrs. Hope. Aud then
through the quietude Of the early
morning She voiced In tremulous
words the promises that had been food
and drink to her during an the lonely
years that had passed over her hcad
Ask, am youll get &c, dear lambs
Seek your daddy, an youli find .a.
little dears.'
One Of pollyop's arms went about
the woman's neck In trice. The
shimmering chestnut curls mingled
with thready locks Of gray; aud then
two quivering wizened lips fell upon a
trembling rosy mouth
"Say something more. little Granny"
whispered Pollyop "Oh. GodIl do
what you say lie wlll-mehbe huhf'
Weary with unusual emotion the
woman's head hobhed forward
with God, pollyopa She whispered
family, "there amt no mebhe when
you get a swat from a hand like Old
Mares. then angel from Heaven"
Instantly Polly Hopkins was on her
feet. An angel from Heaven A
blessed angel would help Daddy Hop
kins
"Darlin," she murmured. bending
over Mrs. Hope, "get oa my bed an
take Wee Jerry. I'm goin' OUT
Poly Hopkins was in the Robertson
grape arbor before she fully realized
the task which she had undertaken.
To thrust herself into the presence Of
Robert percival was not so easy as
she had anticipated.
"Just let Pollyop find I'm alone,
Jesus dear she prayed, and then
stepped out from among the vines.
II was a cozy scene that met her
eyes when she ventured into the house
The family were at breakfast; and
Marcus Mackenzie In his riding suit
was drinking coffee. At the sight Of
her he put down the cup and rose 70
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"And this said the chief Of de-
tectives, who was doing tine honors TO
party Of feminine investigators, els
our finger print department"
Dear metz exclaimed one motherly
looking woman who seemed a little
out Of place. "Where are the chill
drenf"
"The children. maam7"
"les-to make the finger prints
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She was going to a costume hall
and told one Of her catty friends
about It.
"AHd what are you going asz" the
friend inquired
"Weii, ] haven't fully decided as
yet, but I'm thinking Of going as a
mermaid"
But, my dear, have never seen a
mermaid who was more than sixteen
The wOuld-be mermaid shuddered
and remembered that she had left sly
teen well in the offing.
Then what would you suggest?
What would you have me go as7"
There was a moment Of silence and
then:
Lets see-oh. yesi A poor fish -
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Storm Country Polly
by Grace Miller White
byI Little Brown & Co


If only She could persuade him not
to hunt until Robert had come TO an
understanding with Mackenzie. If he
didn't succeed-then she knew another
way.
"Mebbe in a little while you can
hunt all you Ike, Daddy" she ven
tured softly.
what do you mean by that, brat?"
asked Jeremiah, centering his keen
eyes upon her
She leaned forward and slipped both
arms about his big waist.
II don't want you TO 60 today.
Daddy" she returned noncommittally.
"Why don't you just stay at home. an
an"
Nope, Tn goin'.1 interrupted Hop
kins. AN Jerry'c a-goin' with me.
I'll be back before any of Old Mares
spies turn over for another nap"
Polly knew her father well enough
not 10 make another appeal. She
dressed Wee Jerry at Jeremiahs com
mand, and then, troubled in spirit,
watched him stride away in the keen
morning air.
It had been decided among the
squatter men that to keep the breath
of life in their women and children
they must hunt and fish, but that
nothing should be caught that the law
forbade. 1t was this thought that was
running through the squatter's mind
as he crept up TO see if woodchuck
had ventured out. One was sitting
up, taking a suvey of the neigh
borhood, when Hopkins lifted his gun
and with one sharp crack and belch
Of smoke the furry fellow tumbled
over.
The squatter strobe forward and
was in the act of picking it up when
three men appeared as If they had
sprung from the earth and with raised
pistols closed in upon him.
Jeremiah's huge jaw dropped at the
sight of them, and Wee Jerry's fingers
caught tight hold of his shaggy hair.
Drop that gum" cried one man, and
the still smoking rifle fell to the earth.
It took but moment TO snap n pair
of handouts about the dazed mans
wrists. 1t was while Jeremiah's face
was turned upward 10 ouiet the
screaming Jerry that one Of the men
quickly substituted a dead squirrel
and another went away with the dead
woodchuck. Then the third slipped a
chain around one OF Daddy's wrists
and led him down the hill to the rag
ged rocks. the child still cllnging te
his neck.
Polly was standing under willow
tree as her eyes caught sight Of Dadd,
Hopkins and Wee Jerry between tw,
men. one Of them strobe along. a lfs
tie dead body dangling from one hand
while held in the other hand was hei
fathers gun. She ran toward them
giving spasmodic cries of dismay.
Daddy she screamed.
NO answer came from the blinking
squut'er'
we caught him with the goods on,
one iiun siieeieu at her.
nue you re soih 10 ieaVe MN VIII
me- sue snrii,eu' making her appeal
70 ,ne man VINO $1,000 ciose 70 Jere'
llli"ii' Dauus Il promise NOT 10 NUM-
10 iuore won you, money oh' Goa
lou salu you "ouiuht I snoot nothin
the Jaw salu you eouidht
- oldn I praI grunted Hopkins.
lheh HIS eye caught hlgnt or the
squlrrei' ana Lls Jaw cropped. A
hoarse sloan zen from MN.
! uiuii shoot no squirrel Poll" he
crieu ou' 70 ner' got that Dis
chuck were TENN you ABOUT" Then
turning curing Iury-nlled eyes on tht
man VINO had sheered at the girl he
continued, You planted that d--n lit
ie eli'eer on me- mister. l never shoi
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THE FRAMEUF.

sYNOPSIS.-Occupying a dilapi-
dated shack in the silent City. a
squatter settlement near Ithaca.
New York, Polly Hopkins lives
with her father, small Jerry, and
an old woman, Granny Hope. on
an adjacent farm, Oscar Bennett,
prosperous farmer, is a neighbor.
He is secretly married to Evelyn
Robertson, supposedly wealthy girl
OF the neighborhood. Marcus Mac
Kenzie. who owns the ground the
squatters occupy, Is their deter
mined enemy. Polly overhears a
conversation between Mackenzie
and a stranger. in which the former
avows his intention Of driving the
squatters from his land. The stran-
ger sympathizes with the squatters,
and earns Polly's gratitude. Evelyn
Robertson discovers from her moth
er that they are not rich. but prac-
tically living on the bounty Of
Robert Percival, Evelyn's cousin.
Polly learns from Evelyn that the
sympathetic stranger is Robert
Percival. Evelyn charges Polly
with a message to Bennett, telling
him she can give him no more
money. She already bitterly regrets
her marriage to the ignorant farm
er. Polly conveys her message and
Oscar makes threats. He insists
Evelyn meet him that night. Polly
has her father and Larry Bishop.
a squatter. take an oath to do Mac
Kenzie no injury. Evelyn unsuc-
cessfully tries to get money from
her mother with which to buy off
Bennett and induce him to leave the
country. giving her her freedom.
She and Mackenzie avow their
love. At the arranged meeting that
night Bennett threatens Evelyn
with exposure unless she gives him
money. Polly meets Robert Per-
cival. and they are mutually at
tracted, Polly's feeling being adora-
tion. oscar kills Polly's lamb and
Percival thrashes Oscar. MacKen-
zie orders the squatters to leave.
Evelyn plans to marry Mackenzie.
Percival and Polly confess their
love
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IRVING to Find Himself.

Now that Mrs. Peckton has been
elected TO Office, how is Mr.. peckton
bearing up9'
'As well as could be expected. lie
has an mir of suhdued Importance that
mystfies his friends. Ia fact, he might
be mistaken for pallhearer at d
state funeral or godfather at n
Christening
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an I'll bring back soqething, mebbe
a woodchuek or a skunk. We amt
had enough to keep q mess Of flies
alive since Old Marc got back"
That was truei No one knew better
than Pollyop how they had missed the
little she had received from Bennett
Sick at heart. she snatcbed at his
hand.
1--WE might best be wsfout grub,
Daddy she said passionately. "Awi
Don't start rubbin' il up againl You'n
get pinched, If you hunt out Of season.
no matter what you shoot. For less
than carryIn' a gun, Old Mares got
bunch Of our men. You shan't do it,
Daddy. You shan't, / say"
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A Scoichmnn visiting London was
advised by friend TO patronize Ger
tain restaurant being told that the
food was good and the prices very
reasonable. Desiring 10 be fully
posted, the Scot inquired. And what
ahoot tip FOR the waitress? How
much would she expect9"
"Npthlng-when She heard you
spenk,' was his friends reply.
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"My wife has Just that one bad
hablt, she magulhes things so; con
rantly induging IN exaggerated
speech. Makes everything bigger or
more than II Is, In company.
Easy enough 70 cure her o. that.
RnI. Keep her taIkIng ahont her age"
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ANCIENT WRITER'S AS MODEL S

der; he might not yet look. upon the
face Of nature as Theocrltus saw IT
nor might he reach those springs Of
pathos with which Euripldes scftened
the hearts Of his audience.-sydney
Smith.
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aErweEN FRlENps

Nell--liad my fortune told today.
Bellc-No doubt you were told that
YOU would gei a rich husband
Nell No. the fortune teller simply
said that ! would acquire a husband
shortly
Belle-Oh I suppose she sized you
up ana decided that any old thing In
the shape OF q mun would satisfy YOU
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"Would you care for campaign
poem3"
"On which side" asked the editor.
ut can be adapted 10 either side"
mo. The campaign bard's only ex-
cuse for existence IS sincerity"
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Blk On restauranO O-You ordered
your eggs holied six minutes. You
must like EN- pretty hard"
Dlx-Not at all. but I know the kind
of eggs yon get IN this Joint, and al.
lowed three minutes for them to thaw
out.
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II was engaged 70 pretty girl. but
dyspepsia made me 50 grouchy that
she broke on the engagement"
"rhats The first time / ever heard
Of any good coming from dyspepsia"
declared the Old codger.
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Mrs Al hear you are going 10 take
q course IN a business college.
Mrs. B-Yes. | want TO learn how TO
get more money out Of my husband
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Augustus, all you have 10 do IA
Just 70 talk to father as man 10 man"
I'm afraid | can't do that. Geral-
dine"
"Why not?r
"When your father looks at me
there's something in his eye that seems
10 say he regards me as n fsh. and a
poor specimen Of fish at that"
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He-Strange She has everything
she needs to make her happy.
She But It Isn't things she does not
need that woman needs TO make her
happy.
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Loquacious Visitor When ger
scared my mind becomes a perfect
blank.
Bored Hostess-But there's nothing
10 be scared about here.-wayside
Tales.
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"This hurts me more than II does
you," said the little mother. who was
spanking her doll.
And Il was the truth, too.
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TlIl-That new bonnet Of AIargaret's
Is very fetching
phil-Yes ! understand when friend
husband saw it he fetched a lot Of
language.
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Many helpful things. indeed.
Men have said.
II at first you do succeed
Keep your head.
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If anyone In camping party can
fry potatoes he is made TO do all
the cooking
The Jones County news., 1922-04-11

Lazlness Is often OF one liver, and
not Of the spirit
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Possibly men are no longer slaves
to drink and they never were slaves
20 fashion.
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Pig ana hen chatting together on
the railrond tracks. Toottootl Ham
and eggs.--American Legion Weekly.
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81 nE sure

Fiy--weIl, ! suppose this Is what
you would call "being caught in tho
lam"
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CHAPTER lx-contlnued.

Then while Robert was telling her
Of his hopes and plans rehearsing his
love for her and his desire to help her
read and study, they walked slowly
back along the ragged rocks in the d.
rection Of the shanty.
They were almost at Polly's home
before he left her She watched him
stride up the hill, and. after he had
disappeared. she threw herself fat
upon the earth; and mingled with the
birds song in the willow trees, and the
ripping Of the waves upon the shore,
came her cry:
"Oh, God dear. I can't marry Oscar.
can'tl Youll have to help the squat
ters some other way, darlin'."
The days that followed bringing
with the spring flowers flocks of sum-
mer birds. seemed an eternity TO Polly
Hopkins. She went about her duties
as one in a dream. In spite of Rob-
ert's efforts, several of the fishermen
had been sent to the Ithaca Jail for
petty crimes.
Two men had been trapped In the
Bad Mans ravine and taken off to the
jail without so much as a farewell to
their families. Polly had groaned with
their women and wept over their ba-
bies. She was quite sure Percival was
doing everything anybody could do;
but sometimes the thought of Evelyn's
demand intruded on her mind, and she
wondered If she were doing right in
refusing It.
One morning at daybreak Polly saw
her father lift his gun from the wall
and sit down to clean it. Now, why
was he doing that, when he knew very
well he could not use it? She stood
looking down upon him, her heart
beating rapidly.
you amt goin' to hunt yet, honey"
she protested, squatting down beside
him.
yep" returned Hopkins glancing
up There amt no one astir so early,
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Something struck Oscar
and he's dead in the roadr'

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