Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-17
Storm
Country
Polly
Sly GRACE
MILLER
WHITE
Illustrated by r. H. Livingstone
:
illustrated by R. H. Livingstone
GopyrIght by Little. Brown s. COmpanyl
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Coming toward her.
"Is that you, Polly?" he called.
whats the matterT"
"Yep," she faltered timidly. 81 got
home one sick in the shanty."
OF all the people she had expected
o see, he was the last. AS she waited
Tor him to approach, Pollyop's active
hind grasped the fact that o Robert
,ould know what his cousin had done.
She saw no way to keep him in ig-
oranc OF Evelyn's relation to Oscar.
nd she was too excited to think of an
pxcuse to keep him outside.
"Pollyop,' commenced Robert, 81
lad to see you if only for a few min
ties. Wait a second before you go
h."
Confused and agitated, the girl did
sot stir a step until he was bending
byer her. One arm went around her
houlders, one tender hand pressed her
cad against his breast.
"Daddy's gone!" she choked almost
inaudibly. They've took him to Au-
burn, huh?'
Eyes, dear child" answered Robert,
his own throat full with emotion.
But what l came to tell you is this.
dear. I've already set things moving
/ % bring him back. I couldn't sleep to-
hight until 1 say you"
A long shudder ran the length of
Polly's body her legs grew so weak
she would have fallen but for the
strong arms holding her up.
" want him awful bad" came up IL
breath to the pale young man.
"And l say, Polly dear, that he's
foming home" repeated Robert, "and
livery day 1 want you to expect him.
Will you trust me, darling?"
He had asked her that question
pnce, but that was before Old Mare
had railroaded Daddy Hopkins to Au-
burn.
"Will you, Pollyop?" urged Robert
nassionately, lifting her face and lay
ipg his warm lips on hers.
"a Ha sLfc 5ming breaths she flung
Reth aSms around his neck.
III trust you every day an all
~" She hesitated and turned her
head. A sound in the hut had fright
ened her. She knew Robert had heard
Il, too, for he reaen&d out his hand to
open the door.
We'll go in," said he, taking her
Arm and gathering both of her hands
INTO his.
By a sudden movement, Polly
pushed him backward.
I'D rather you'd make off" she told
him, ~unsteadily. "Mebbe l can find a
$quatter."
mo, my DEAR" returned Robert.
When you need help, and I'm here,
You can't call any N else"
While he was speaking. he had dis
fngaged his hands and had lifted the
{btch.
Trembling from head to foot, Polly
Rp followed him into the hut.
When Robert caught sight of his
Gale cousin, he stopped short.
you're not ill, Eve, dear?" he cried,
Going to her quickly. Polly said some
Qne was sick here"
He glanced around the shanty. A
<hrob of happiness made his pulses
Heat faster. THE Greatest Mother in
he World" still held her place on the
Vail. While he was contemplating the
Nonder of the picture, his thoughts
Vent back to the day he had given it
p his Littlest Mother in the World.
silly-goat Hopkins mousing in the
Nood-box brought his thoughts back,
4ut not soon enough to catch the
neaning glance hat Evelyn shot at
Pc squatter girl, who was gazing
Readily at her. With a fling of con-
{empt Miss Robertson walked to him
nc laid her hand on his arm.
mo, I'm not the least sick, Bob, but
but just now" she hesitated, then
fpntinued hurriedly: There's a little
1py here; and l often bring him food
PC candy. When 1 got here" she
*hirled around and flung her hand
award the cot, this man was so ter
IDLY sick that l told Polly Hopkins
|M = 6Sb q AONtOA. - ,
consented to stay until some one else
81 me, but l eXpected-you!"
The explanation brought a groan
rom Pollyop.
Slowly Robert drew his gaze from
81 sear's pallid c~ountenance and turned
|<* her. He looked so shocked and
pr that she impulsively moved to-
ard him.
How'd he come here?" Robert ex-
pinned, going to the bedside. "Why,
; Bennett! What's he doing here?"
30 passionate were his tones, so full
that demanding quality that Evelyn,
airing Pollyop would tell the truth,
=&aln caught hold of him.
HES in love with Polly Hopkins,
20" she offered, trying to speak
IN mly, land really it's none of our
eASlness Is it? But l do think he
'saght to have a DOCTOR"
ROBERT staggered back, flashing a
Z1MQce ar tho CC,.o%Ao~ ~irI xx,hsoI,