The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1922-03-17
CHAPTER III.

AS sue ran. SOlly hopkins cOgltated
on MacKenzie's words. Evelyn's moth-
err had said that she was as odd as she
was filthy.
Mrs. Robertson ! The arrogant WON
an who lived on the hill In a house al
most big enough to hold every person
h the Silent City ought not to say
ythlng against the squatters. If the
& and lady only knew 1t. her own
daughter had stopped to a trick such
s would put to shame any hut-wom-
nm. A squatter wife would not leave
her mar TO do for himself or deny him
before the world. Added to PoIly's
personal humiliation was MacKenzie's
threat against Daddy Hopkins.
The hope Robert Percival's words
had instlled In her seemed to die as
she Travelled, and her heart beat with
fear, for should Old Marc get his fin
gers on Daddy Hopkins, Polly had no
doubt there would be nothing but I'M
prisonment for him and the graveyard
for her and Jerry. She could not
think of life without her father. Not
a single night had she ever been away
from his kindly love and attention
aud Wee jerry A vivid picture rose
before her OF the baby's grief If he
could not straddle daddy's neck and
play his father was a horse.
When she reached the top of the
ragged rocks. she pulled up and cast a
glance out Over the lake. The calling
of her name made her turn swiftly.
Recognizing Evelyn Robertson's voice,
she waited while the other girl came
down the path from MacKenzie's
woods. She was quite unlike the little
squatter. A fashionable raincoat pro-
tected her from the wet; and she car
ried a light umbrella In her gloved
hand. The greeting between them was
one of embarrassment.
II were goin' to find my daddy"
Polly explained. "He's somewheres
along the lake. | didn't know I'd come
Oh you this mornin'."
The memory of Mrs. Robertson's
words brought q rush of color to her
face, and she looked down at her feet.
There surged up In her a feeling that
she did not want anything to do with
any Of these people. Why should she?
They were rich and she was only a
brats She started to walk
away.
81 said" she flung over her shout
Ger. II we're lookin, for my daddy.
.ood-by."
Evelyn Robertson was not interested
In jeremiah Hopkins. AS far as she
was concerned, the whole Silent City
might be washed off into the waves
snd carried away. Her own troubles
filled her mind. The shock of her
mothers disclosure stunned her. for
without the help she had expected.
the could see no way out of Oscar
.3ennett's clutches. In the meantime,
he squatter girl was her only means
# communication.
"Wait, 'Pollyop. wait a minutei !
anne down just to speak to you"
Wheeling slowly around, Polly faced
Ter.
"What do you want7' she asked In
urly tones.
"Pollyop," circulated Evelyn. COM
swiftly to her side. "Tm almost
cared to death. My cousin, Bob-oh,
got to help me again"
Bobi Then the soldier In the uni ,
Drm was Evelyn's cousin. Bob That q
'as the incest name In all the world,
name fitted for the man who had |
into the Silent City to help
long the squatters. Suddenly her =
iood changed. She forgot Oscar Ben
EFT and his odious words. forgot that :
le girl crying for her aid had allowed 7
er mother to say dreadful things
her and Daddy Hopkins. II .
velyn were related to the soldier, d
zen Polly Hopkins would do anything 5
iss Robertson asked Of her.
what do you want7" she repeated k
iyIy. blushing. $
"It's this" answered Evelyn. Mr.. T.
-acKenzie's homeland my cousin o
me with him. My cousin, Robert v
q
"Is you cousin a handsome Teller "
tn long legs an a face-" h
Poilyop stopped foi lack of words.
ow could she describe the fine, SYM o
lthetic maintenance she he'd seer O
On the cut roof @
Yes" Evelyn i%nterjected. "Bob's k
yfully good-looking, and he's tall too h
orc listen. Pc.iyop you must go TO 81
scar again FOR me tins very day-0h, II
~ hoe 81, mean to me !"