The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1922-03-31

d Poor little girl, poor little Polly.
murmured Robert, brokenly. Then a
: she swayed toward bin, his arms wen
around her. and for moment h'
? pressed her head against his breast.
! Polly. Pollyop.' he whispered. kiss
! ing her hair. "Oh. God, II owned that
lake property ibid"
II A certain deep tone In his voice
brought up PoIlyop's head. and she
saw In his eyes an expression that
made her struggle from his arms.
Fleeing 10 the porch window, she was
gone before Robert could stop her.
"Bob's queer fish. Eve" laughed
Mackenzie. as he came into the music
room where Evelyn Robertson was
waiting for him. IF hadn't kept my
temper just now, we should have
parted bad friends"
THAT'S like you, dear" she smiled.
But then, of course, you wouldn't let
him bother you. Fussing about the
squatters again. suppose"
Evelyn took his big fingers In her
hand and occupied herself In examin-
ing the white spots on one OF the pol
ished nails.
MY big man mustn't mind Bobs."
she exclaimed persuasIvely, noting the
frowning lines that had come In his
face. Hes sentimental. Robert is,
full OF haIf-bcked notions about BROTH
erly love and helping the downtrodden,
and that sort Of thing"
The man laughed indulgently. II
delighted him 20 have the girl Of his
choice express his own sentiments SO
well.
"You preciousl he murmured.
'"They can't fool my Eve much, can
they?" BY a simple twist of his wrist
he captured her hand. Then he took |
up a favorite topic with new zest. |
Il want to improve my property. dear.
The Silent City's an eyesore! II
could get the squatters off the lake
side and buy the Bennett farm, / could
make my place the handsomest In the
county"
At the suggestion about Oscars
farm, different light flashed into
the girls eyes. Her hand twitched In
his.
Tint would be wonderful, dear"
she calculated. tiff the sQuatter1
weren't there, you could make very
lovely drive right along where their
road runs. couldn't your"
This had been MacKenzie's idea.
also. What capable girl Eve was I
he took her pretty face between his
lands and kissed her once and then
lgain and again.
"You dariing!" he murmured.
You're the wisest little woman In the
world u Ny whole ambition Is to make
ur home just to suit you. was talk
ng TO one of those landscape chaps |
p at the college the other day, and
e said the lake section could be made ,
hnrmlng. We can build our house ,
n the hill just above therew 8
"And the farm" Evelyn interposed,
that would just round out your place
erfectly. Oh, honey, do that right ,
way. Mr.. Bennett will ask more for
as soon as you get rid Of the squat !,
.rs."
Marcus lighted cigarette thought !,
lily.
'The Bennett farm wouldn't be of {
ny use to me-" he explained slowly. U
inless l can make a clean sweep OF Il
e whole thing. It's a crime, tell e
III, Evelyn. Think of 1t, had TO Il
nd out Of the county to get my men
watch those fellows down there.
haca makes me tired. It's q good "
ing l came back to put some snap Il
to the fight against the squatters." Il
The girls white lids made a curtain ;,
tween his shining eyes and her own. ~,
'elyn was wishing. oh, how very q,
Ich she desired that Marcus would r.
y the farm. Then Oscar could leave -
2 country. and In another state he
uld set her freel She studied Mac :.
miles face covertly through half >
sed eyes, considering what to say 30
d how to say IT,
flung his cigarette into
CRATE. He found the suggestion of ca
: yelled look so alluring that he al
hered her into his arms and rained pc
ses upon her face. NJ
i love you so. sweet. could almost or
youl" he painted. ri
happy sigh. like the perfumed "a
ath of a rose. slipped from her be
ted lips, and when she laughed LII
in. his deep chuckles Joined hers. AZ