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Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-10
CHAPTER TX.

In spite of the weight of apprehen-
sion that pressed upon the Silent City,
Polly's soul insisted on singing with
gladness. She found opportunity, ever
in the midst of her busy hours, to live
over and over the adventures of that
evening in the Robertson house. When
she remembered how Robert had held
her almost faint.
She allowed Jerry's Bingham blouse
to fall neglected in her lap, as in imag-
ination she dwelt On every incident OF
her visit. She recalled the thrilling
tenderness in Roberts words, and hel
face grew soft in delightful revery.
A sound at the door brought hei
thoughts back and she glanced up
startled. Unnoticed, the blouse
dropped to the floor as Evelyn Robert
sop came in. Embarrassed and in 81
lence, Pollyop arose and offered hel
a chair.
"You amt feeling well, I pet" she
burst out, wiping the dust from the
rope seat of the rocker with her skirt.
"You look white like the moon does
before a rain. Go on, an sit down."
Sinking back, Evelyn looked stead
lily up at her. Then she caught at the
hand resting on her shoulder.
"Pollyop, I've come to you because
you're the only friend l have" she e.
claimed, tears misting her Eyes.
I'm awful glad you come to me-
Polly breathed softly. you want me
to run to Oscar again? / can't stand
the sight of that duffer, but I'll go just
the same. Have you got a letter."
Wiping her eyes, Evelyn shook her
head.
mo, but Oscar wants to see YOU
she replied. She paused and studied
the girl. "Pollv." she continued
don't you want to do something for
for your people? There's a way, Pol
lyop, that you cam
Impulsively Polly could not wait.
DO you mea help Daddy HOPKINS
an the rest of 'em?" she interrunted
Evelyn nodded.
Yes, every one in the settlement
A brilliant smile lit up PolIyop's
countenance.
I'D give inches out of my hide to
do that" she declared. GO an. an
zap it to me-"
Then sit down, dear" entreated
Evelyn, land don't stare at me SOL"
To have saved her life. Pollvon could
not drag her eyes away, but obediently
she sat down on the floor. Evelyn fd.
geted under the searching, honest gaze
You know, Polly" she stammered
now 1t is between Mr.. Mackenzie and
me. / a max him do anvthips !
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VIII.

Then came the days through which
the inhabitants of the Silent City lived
with nothing to comfort them but
Polly Hopkins. Scarcely an hour
passed without strangers walking over
the rough road through the settlement
and every one knew that these men, so
curious and yet SO unwilling to speak
even a "good-day," were doing service
for Marcus Mackenzie.
At last one day, crushed with ap-
prehension and despair, Jeremiah
Hopkins decided that one of them
should go to Robert Percival to ask
his aid in keeping the settlement to-
gether. Polly was so sure he would
keep his word to her-now they would
give him the chance.
ITS a choice of the three of you,
Poll" said Lye Braeger, "you or your
daddy or Larry Bishop"
He wouldn't listen to me, lassie."
Hopkins mourned. "Mebbe he would
to you. l dunno, but mebbe."
Before the girls sensitive mind
flashed the face of Robert, and she hid
her red cheeks against the speakers
knee.
oh. | couldn't never go to i'm,
Daddy honey" she murmured. please,
Daddy"
We Amt got a chance without
some ones help, Poll" insisted Brae-
ger. You 90 along, an do your d-dest
for the squattersw
"All right. Lye," she managed to say.
"Tll so after Jerry's in bed, an the
surper's over"
SO it came to pass that nightfall
found Polly Hopkins struggling up the
hill to the railroad tracks. She turned
south on the boulevard and stole eau
tiously along the edge of the road.
She had no desire to meet Old Marc
or Evelyn. AS she went on she MUIR
INJURED to herself some of the love
words Granny Hope had planted In
her memory. and when she turned into
the c~arriageway leading to the Rob-
ertson home, she held her head a little
higher and walked with less ervou
ness.
Around and around the house she
crept, until with trepidation she
mounted the steps leading to the front
porch and tiptoed to a long French
window. 1t was partly open and there,
seated before a table, was the man she
sought.
Polly Knocked once, but the sound
was so faint Robert did not hear it.
Hist" came from between Polly's
lips, and the young man glanced up.
At the sight of her he got to his feet
slowly. Then Polly showed the win
dow open a crack and squeezed into
the room.
A strange mixture of conflicting ex-
pressions swept over his face, but
pleasure at the sight Of her predomi-
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4oh, Eve, Eve, | Want You!D

portant thing to be considered now is
when are you going to marry me? 1
| can't, / simply can't wait much longer!
| Oh, Eve, Eve, 1 want you! %
Fiercely he drew her head against
him and the silence that followed was
fraught with rapture for them both.
Oh! She wanted to be his wife, to
forget the past two wretched years. If
Oscar did not stand in her way, how
quickly she would give this man the
happiness he craved and drink deep of
1t herself.
when, my love?" breathed Marcus
thickly, ~caressing her. "When, dear?'
Gravely she lifted her head and
looked into his eyes for a few seconds.
"When you buy the Bennett farm"
she ventured. 'It-it@'
"And get rid of the squatters too.
suppose" he "laughingly interrupted.
"And get rid of the squatters too"
nodded Evelyn. Then she kissed him
softly and whispered. "My sweet
hearth"
A moment later she moved to re-
lease herself and with another kiss he
let her go. Then he smiled whimsi-
cally.
"Now it's settled, dearest" he said,
rising. 81 won't give you a minutes
peace until you begin on your pretties.
though the way you've set the day
makes it rather indefinite" He waved
his arm in a wide-open gesture. and
finished: "But I'll see that it's mighty
soon"
Mrs. Robertson's daughter was in
a brown study before the fire when
that lady came into the room, a few
minutes later.
"Marc went early tonight, didn't he
Ever" she questioned, as she dropped
into a chair.
"He had to go and meet someone
about those tiresome squatters," Eve
explained. "Tm sick of the sound Of
their names. Marcus says if he cam
get rid of them, he'll leave Ithaca"
A step in the hall closed the con
versation for the time being, and {
moment later Robert Percival joined
them. In silence Mrs. Robertson
studied his face. She wondered wha'
had changed him so %perceptibly in thu
last little while. He looked almos
haggard to her searching eyes. Sh,
vas about to question him as to hi
health when the young man turned t.
Evelyn.
"Eve. DEAR" he began hesitatingly
Il want something done very badly
and perhaps you can accomplish i
for me-"
A lazy smile stole to Evelyn's lips.
"And you know, Bob, I'll do i
if l can" she responded. 'Tell M
what's on your mind, honey"
Certainly why, yes, indeed" inter
jected Mrs. Robertson. you know
Bob, Eve and I will do anything w
can for you'll"
The expression Of anxiety, which hi
face had worn since he had seen tn
last of Polly Hopkins, lifted a little.
That's fine" he exclaimed heartily
There's nothing like a fellows owI
women folks. is there? And YOUR
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H.. % 0ood 70 me as If / belonged to

-
Just as good to me as II l belonged u
you"
Mrs. Robertson bridled consciously,
pleased with her nephew and pleaseu
with herself.
"Why. Robert, dear" she returned
"vou do belong to us. God bless you
bow. you're my baby and Ewes little
brother. Now tell us what's bothering
you" j.,
TITS Mares row with the squatters
I can't get the poor devils out of my
mind. Eve, can't you get him to cave
the settlement people alone? I'd let
them have some Of my land, but IT
doesn't touch the lake, and they
couldn't make a living on 1t"
Evelyn arose and crossed the room
to the table. She had not expected
this. Her promise to Mackenzie
flashed into her mindl
81 don't like interfering with Mares
business, Bob" she demurred. BE
sides, he wants to improve the prop
erty down there, and he can't while
the fishermen stay on the shoreV
Gently, for Robert had always been
like a younger brother to her, and she
loved him dearly, Evelyn explained
MacKenzie's plans and showed how
impossible it was for her, under the
circumstances, to interfere with them.
Then she crossed to his side and bent
over HIM.
Robert, dear" she begged. "Forget
about the squatters. They aren't any
thing special to your To head off an
objection that she saw in his eyes, she
hurried on: They're poor and unfor-
tunate, / know. I'm sorry for them.
We all are; but you can't deny they're
worthless and filthy, and worst of all,
they haven't any right to be where
they are. You won't let them come be-
tween you and Marc and me, will
your
Without giving the man a chance to
answer, Mrs. Robertson interrupted:
mercy, Eve, why of our he
won't! Marc will soon be n of the
family. People of our social standing
don't wrangle over such cattle as the
squatters." She turned smilingly to
the young man and ended sweetly {:
you feel that way, don't you, Bob?'
Disregarding both the lady and her
question, Robert got up, his lips grim
and his fine brow corrugated with
lines. Evelyn and Marcus could do as
they pleased; he would take his stand
right there.
Evelyn" he said slowly, 81 should
tween US. You've always been like a
dear sister to me. I suppose it's nat
ural and right for you to see this the
way Marc does. You're engaged to
him, but you can tell him for me I'm
going to help the squatters any way
and every way 1 can"
Too angry to listen to any more ar
guments, he pushed his chair to one
side and left the room.
Mrs. Robertson looked daggers at
her daughter and as soon as she could
get her breath, broke out:
"Now, Evelyn, see what a storm
you've stirred up! why didn't you use
a little diplomacy? That was the least
you could have done. You get Marc
and Bob by the ears, and where'n you
bel"
"Ohl 1 don't know! l don't know !"
moaned Evelyn. Don't talk to me
any more. I'm just about crazy. Pm
going to bed! Good night"
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mated them all.
"Pollyop!" he exclaimed. Polly
Hopkins, what's the matter?"
"Old Mares goin' to turn us all out,
mister" she whispered huskily, search
ing his face, IAN Daddy sent me to
ask you to help u.s."
Robert drew one hand across his
brow h~elplessly.
1--WE said everything l could to
make him understand the crime of 1t
all" he ~apologized. Hes like a crazy
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mani / can't see how he can think of
such a thing, even though your peo-
pie were willing to go, Polly"
1--WE amt; we can't CO." she replied,
~quivering. "There amt a place in the
world for squatters but the Silent
City"
81 know it," he returned gloomily.
"And can't Love do nothin' for us?"
implored the girl. Granny Hope says
1t can, an once II heard you say
twas the-the-"
Just at that moment the sound of
footsteps was heard outside in the hall.
Robert thrust out his hand, grasped
Polly by the shoulders, and in another
moment she found herself behind the
thick curtain hanging in heavy folds
over row of books which rose to the
ceiling.
The door opened and Percival spun
around to meet Marcus Mackenzie.
He crushed down his embarrassment
and offered his visitor a chair.
Evelyn SEM me for a book" Mar
Gus explained. pardon me for dis
turbing you, old chap"
"Sit down. Robert requested with
an effort.
Marcus shook his head.
81 can't" he replied. Eve and ]
are confabing over something. 1 told
her I'd get a book and come right
back"
He lsade a movement to walk to-
ward the book shelves; but Robert
stopped him.
"You've got TO sit down." he said
gruffly. 81 want to talk to you"
"In a minute, them" returned Mar
Gus. "I1l get the book first"
Very white, Robert walked before
Mackenzie to the bookcase. Then
with n sweep of his arm he moved
aside the curtain and with it-Polly
Hopkins. He could feel beneath the
thick material the slender, ~quiverins
body. And there, as the two mer
stood facing the shelves laden with
the masterpieces of the world, and
Marcus was running his eye up and
down, Robert felt that first wonder
full protective love that comes to a
man when he is shielding a woman.
Evelyn said it was here" observed
Mackenzie carelessly. Let me look
A-B-C-Here's D. 1t ought to be
on this shelf"
He read aloud the names of the
books under his eye while still the
strong hand of his companion held uI
the curtain and the girl.
"Ah, here it is" came in exclama.
ton. There! Thanks, Bob! Now
I'll sit down a minute"
He walked back to the table. and
Percival carefully dropped the drap.
cries. Keeping his eye on the other
mans back, he ran his fingers over
the curtain until he came TO the curly
head of Polly Hopkins. Two tender
pats fell upon it. Then he, too, crossed
to the center Of the room.
You're a hospitable chap, Bob, .
laughed Marcus. 'Heigh-ho! but to.
day I've been some busy. I'll bet you
a quarter of a dollar it won't be three
months before ! get every squatter off
that shore. The fact of 1t is, I've only
got to catch Hopkins, and the restl
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Continued from Last Week.
SYNOPSIS.

CHAPTER I.-Occupying a dilapidated
shack in the Silent City, a squatter settle-
ment near Ithaca, New York, Polly iop-
kins 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, suppoSe1Iy
wealthy girl of the neighborhood. Pony
alone knows their secret. Marcus Mac
Kenzie, who owns the ground the squat
ters occupy, is their determined 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 stranger
~sympathizes with the squatters, and
earns Polly's gratitude.
CHAPTER II.-Evelyn Robertson dis
covers from her mother that they are not
rich, as she supposed, but practically nv
Evelyn's cousin.
CHAPTER H.-Polly learns from Eve
lyn that the sympathetic stranger is Rod
ert Percival. Evelyn charges Polly with
a message to Bennett, telling MIN she can
give him no more money, and urging him
to be patient. She already bitterly re-
grets her in~fatuation with and marriage
TO the ignorant farmer.
CHAPTER IV.-Polly conveys her mes
sage, and Oscar makes threats. He in
sists Evelyn meet him that night. Polly
has her father and Larry Bishop, a squat
ter who has Tered from the enmity OF
Mackenzie, take an oath to do him no
injury.
CHAPTER V. Evelyn unsuccessfully
tries to get money from her mother with
which to buy off Bennett and induce him
to leave the country, giving her her free
dom. She is really enamored of Marcus
Mackenzie. At the arrang meeting
that night Bennett threatens Evelyn with
exposure unless she procures money for
him.
CHAPTER VI.-Polly meets Robert Per-
cival, and they are mutually attracted,
Polly's feeling being something like ado
ration.
CHAPTER VIT.-Overhearing a CONVEX
sation between Polly and Robert Perci-
val, Bennett, really caring nothing for
Evelyn and fancying himself in love with
Polly. waylayS the girl when she leaves
Percival and abuses and threatens her.
Percival returns and thrashes the farmer.
He asks Polly in what way he can aid
her and she begs him to help the squat
tiers. Pe1cival is rich and influential,
though lacking the power of Mackenzie,
but agrees to do his best. Mackenzie
visits the Hopkins shack with an offer
to the squatters, through Hopkins, to
leave the vicinity, offering them a trifing
sum of money. The offer is refused and
Mackenzie threatens to burn their pitt
full dwellings and leave them homeless.
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CHAPTER II.-Evelyn Robertson dis
covers from her mother that they are not
rich, as she supposed, but practically nv
ing on the bounty of Robert Percival'
Evelyn's cousin.
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CHAPTER VI.-Polly meets Robert Per-
cival, and they are mutually attracted,
Polly's feeling being something like ado
ration.
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CHAPTER IV.-Polly conveys her mes
sage, and Oscar makes threats. He in
sists Evelyn meet him that night. oily
has her father and Larry Bishop, a squat
ter who has Tered from the enmity of
Mackenzie, axe an oath to do him no
injury.
Yerington times. [volume] (Yerington, Nev.) 1907-1932, 1922-09-13

fused. Brown, the hard-rock hammer weilder de-
clarcd tho bank must come through. The bankers
remained adanant. Then Brown played his trump
card. Remember, the banks Of Denver were clos
ing their doors as fast the court could appoint
receivers. Brown, finding that wheeling and
coaxng were wasted, changed his tune. He asked
Hunter and Trimbe if they wanted him to go out
on the sidewalk and tell dcpostors that the bank
had sunk $4,000 in the Jonny.7 If the bank gave
5000 more he would not say word. The money
was forthcoming. Ten days later a miracle was
wrought The .Jonny turned to gold, the yellow
metal that was cursed by every Colorado miner the
metal which the world was craving, the metal
that meant affluence and a surceasc of labor the
standard of world values that could not be denoni-
tize The gold was there in unllcard Of quantities.
Brown and Trimbe were translated with one round
OF holes from beggars groveng at the feet of bank
ers to plutocrats with all the riches OF Croesus at
their demand. The find was no blowout or vug
Neither was it freak Of geology that might dis
appear with the next shot 1t was true fissure
ten. The first Jonny yielded over 100000 and
two years the mine disgorged $l5,O00,OOO. Lead
lille was saved, and Brown and Campion did what
every other successful mining men did since the
lays OF EIorato A. w. Tabor they went to Den
where they built palaces and lived.happy ever
after.
silent tear to the memory of Jim Brown, the Cloud
-ity millionaire, who never forgot the days when
,e swung the double-jack or the men who shared
lis privations when he was driving for the pot OF
gold at the other end of the rainbow.
Yerington times. [volume] (Yerington, Nev.) 1907-1932, 1922-09-13
BUSINESS, INDUSTRY AND FINANCE

The outstanding feature of the month has been
he inherent soundness which the general business
ituation has manifested i'll the face of the difficult
eies encountered. This has been shown by the
continuance of activity at relatively high level
despite the recession OF activity normally expected
at this season of the year. Prices of important
commodities continued their upward tendency dur
ing July but during August conflicting tendencies
we're apparent. The excellent agricultural pros
,ccts provide en- encouraging outlook for the fall
trade. Furthermore, increase of demand for GER
tain commodities to compensate for restricted out
put or delay in placing orders is also in prospect.
Even SO. business must necessarily proceed under
landicaps for time to come, as result of fuel
shortage and transportation difficulties. Manu-
featuring activity in general has been maintained
at high level. In those industries such as auto
mobiles and building construction i'll which
al recession is shown activity is still far in excess
OF year ago. Cotton manufacturing likewise
shows some decrease, but the reverse is true Of
wooden manufacturing. The output of non-fer
rous metals, other than copper, has also increased
but iron and steel shows decline. Bitumin-
Gus coal production has increased steadily during
the present month,
Yerington times. [volume] (Yerington, Nev.) 1907-1932, 1922-09-13
NEVADA ROADS
ARE ROUGH

Road conditions throughout Nevada
are decidedly below par as result
of the transforms and cloudbursts Of
the past two weeks, and travel
across the state is reported a; being
uncomfortable, says w. NJ. Davis, sec
rotary of the Nevada H'ghway assa-
;ation i'll His weekly bulleti,.
Lincoln Highway
ms result of the report rece.>. !;
T. ..-t;ing read conditions alor, the
l.rcoin, we cannot co,iss, .l';o Isl,
recommend this route cast. 1t is pas
sal,lr. but the going Is extremely
rough i'll many places due to rough
roads that have been washed out by
the rains. In many places the road is
reported as road in name only. The
road is not only bad in this state, bnt
has been badly washed in Utah.
California Roads
There is no change in the roads
over the Sierras into California since
the date Of our. last report. The
Dog Valley grade still continues rough
and dusty to Truckcc, and from,
Truckec on the road is badly cut up,
with dctours between Colfax and Au-
burn. While the Placervillc route
is Is miles longer than the Auburn
route, one has the advantage of the
Rcno-Carson highway, and good
road from Carson to Glcnbrook.
Around the lake the road is rough.
From Myers over the summit the
road is in fair condition; rough near
Placcrvillc. &
Tho nearby roads. are all carrying
traffic without much difficulty. From
Reno to Fallon or Ternlcy the trip is
now a very comfortable one side
trip to Lahontan can be made without
trouble. Reno to Susanvillc is rough
in places. The Red Rock road is still
the best route. Reno to Quincy is
fair going all the way. The Geiger
Grade to Virginia City is an attract
i've road to many tourists who desire
to visit Virginia City and the nearby
mining camps. In short time the
paved road within the limits Of Carson
City will be open to travel. 1t has
been proposed that celebration of
this event be had, participated in by
the residents of Reno and Carson City.
1t will mark an epoch i'll the life of
the two cities For those going to
Ycrington we would advise the road
via Wellington as being the least
rough. and while it is bit longer the
driving time would be about the same.
Campfire permits arc requested for
those who build fires in any of the
national forests. and can be obtained
at the office Of this association free
of charge.