Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1922-05-02

uEeSS iOu nave Oii' - wv
get it," B.,
Polly's under lip dro, 7c9 ,t
seemed as If thousand hostile eyes
were glaring at her.
"Its Eyelyn'S dress" went on the
lady. "Take that coat off and let me
see"
Before Robert could interfere, Mac
Kenzie had grasped POllyOp h. the
shoulders and had, stripped of the
heavy coat. And there she stood! her
bare young arms and Sunburned neck
exposed, her scarlet face hidden hy
handful of curis. She was so ever
whelmed with shame she could not
say word.
'eTwice a thief "ygritted Mackenzie.
81 suppose you didn't give her this
Eve"
With one long finger he pointed at
the dress, but his eyes, sparkling with
anger, were on Evelyn.
Never had Miss, Robertson been In
such dilemma. Never had she felt
so much like quietly. fainting away.
"Did you? demanded Marc, once
more.
"No, no." denied the girl, trembling.
"No, Of course didn't give it to her.
Why should II"
MacKenzie's sharp, You'll land
where your father is, you huzzy,"
brought Polly's flashing glance upon
him. Untaught to deceive for her
own advantage. she could not fathOm
Eyelyn's direct falsehood., To lie for
daddy, to keep Il squatter friend
from prison--yes. she would have
done that, but dress! And Evelyn
had given It to her, too! She turned
her burning eyes upon the other girl,
and there she read with Sickening
certainty that the gift of the robe
must be buried I'm the grave with Os-
car Bennett. If Jerry had not been
tucked away back of the skirts of the
two women. Polly would have made
q dash for liberty; but she could not
leave the L, by. Would no one. help
her? Her eyes sought Roberts fnee,
and rs if he were awakiag from II
dream, he picked up the coat.
.'IIl hand her over to the conduc-
car" Marcus proceeded. Hell know
what TO do with her." and he put out
his hand to grasp her.
"No you won't snapped Robert.
moving in front Of Pollyop. I'm look
after her myself and If you folks want
to stay friendly with me, just don't
mention this" He held out the coat
to Polly Hopkins "Put it on" he or
dered; and instantly she obeyed him.
What he was going to do with her.
PollyOp did not know, but this thing
she did realize: Jerry could not see
Daddy Hopkins that day.. She longed
to be back in the shanty, TO get away
from MacKenzie's flashing eyes and
the naughty stare of Mrs, Robertson.
AS for Evelyn, she despised the Quiv-
ering girl with all her straightforward
self.
Browning, Robert stepped to the
when the official appeared, Polly shiv-
cred to her toes. The very sight of
his uniform suggested trouble for her
and Jerry.
"a friend of mine came down to see
us off" said Robert distinctly, max
ing a gesture toward her. "The train
started before she could get off. Just
let us stop at MacKenneys, will you"
He had roll of bills in his fingers
which he thrust into the officers hand.
Smilingly the man bowed and jerked
the cord over his head.
"We're right there now, Sir" said
he.
Thanks" replied Robert. Thanks"
and Come" he said to PollyOp.
Jerry! Daddy Hopkins baby, went
through her mind. Wee Jerry asleep
under the cross seat.
wait bit, mister" she faltered,
wait till / get the baby. were takin'
him I'D to see his daddy, s, he
wouldn't die" Her lip tremblcd as
she looked at Mrs. Robertson. "Get
up. please, maam,' she begged. He's
under there, where you're slttin'!'
Mrs Robertson and Evelyn rose i'm
mediately; and Polly pulled the shawl.
bewrapped Jerry into full view. In
another instant Robert had snatched
UP the child and pushed Polly out Of
the door. He turned about and looked
back at the other three, dreadful
eXpreS sion OH his fee.
IF you stick your finger in this
Marc" he said huskily, "you can say
goodby to ma for good" And he fol-
lowed -olly out of the train rs it
caIue 30 Il sop.
MacNcnney's point was on tire east
side Of the lake, about opposite the
Hopkins shanty, and when Rohert had
helped Polly off the train ami hac
seen it pull away north, he stood 8
moment considering how best 10 get
her back home. He could not make
the girl tramp back to Ithaca and thel
across the head of the lake to tn,
Silent City.
Stay here with the child" he Jait
CURLY. "I'll be lack in Minute"
~ L., I'LL. M