The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1922-03-09

graciously. You're Of age. II that's
the way you feel about II, there's moth
ing more TO be said"
whereupon the speaker began 70
read. and a very hopeless girl crep'
out Of the room.
When Evelyn was repairing the raw.
ages made by her emotions. Polly
Hopkins crept into the Robertson gar.
den. Her fear OF Mrs. Robertson was
mingled with a thrilling happiness
She had seen Granny Hope and Wee
Jerry eat the fresh eggs; Daddy's
promise would keep him out Of trouble
with Old Marc; and the beautiful
stranger would help them
She gave a piercing little trill, the
signal she had always used 10 call
Evelyn from the house. Almost az once
a figure stepped from the door 10 the
porch directly in front OF her, and ter.
rified, she shrank back among the
vines and clung there.
Sllhouetted against the bright light
was Robert Percival. He stood gazing
straight ahead OF him at the dark
driveway, but turned when Evelyn ap-
peared beside him. Polly heard the
murmur OF their voices. that was all.
They then disappeared into the house.
Evelyn laughingly pushing the soldier
ahead of her. Quickly the girl came
out again; and Polly could hear her
suift-coming breaths as she ran softly
down the steps.
"Shush," hissed Polly Hopkins.
"Lordy, was scared to death some
one'd catch me-
-Pollyop." questioned Evelyn anxious
ly, "Whatd he sayl Was he angryir
Their heads were very clcec 20.
gether, and Polly gave the message In
low tone.
'Ile wants you 10 come 10 Granny
Hopes hut nj nine o'clocs tonight an
guess YOU best 10 IT, Hes as mad ~
ever man can be-"
'Tm afraid" Evelyn walled I'm
terribly afraid. Polly dear.
All the sympathy IN Polly's heart
came 10 sudden life
II reckon you be-" she returned.
But you've got TO get up your spunk
an 60 Oscard just as soon come bust
In right IN your house here, guess,
II you don't. You come along, an at
nine o'clock I'll hike over an get
~ the hut too. Say, why can't you
talk just a little nicer to hlml Granny
Hopes got a Bible. an II says when a
feller hurts you. speak kind Of soft
back an he won't have nOthin' more
10 say. Hist What's that noisei
Scooi."
Before Evelyn could say another
word. the squatter girl slipped away
among the shadows TIE other, al
though surrounded with every luxury
went wretchedly up the steps and,
forcing a smile 10 her lips, passed IN
to the music room.
Billy goat Hopkins had blinked many
times before his little mistress came
home. Larry Bishop had gone to his
lonely hut. and Daddy Hopkins and
Granny Hope were doing IN front
of the stove
In nervous tension Polly watched the
clock crawl along toward the hour ~
the meeting between Oscar and Evelyn.
About a quarter 10 nine she stole ont
Of doors
By familiar paths, slipping past a
shanty here and there. Pollyop came
at length upon a lonely shack SCI
on point by itself She went around
10 the back. opened the door and once
within the room touched a match to .
small candle which she had taken
from her pocket. asd sat down quietly.
when oscar Bennctt stepped into The
hut. he uttered an oath lie uas not
expecting % see Polly Hopkins
~Niy lady won't come. chr be de
maHded crafty
"0h she's couin aIi riG aa-
seere5 Polly tul she ver afraid.
So ] came alarg g see she ~ home
safe
A IogI laugh fel frm Hesrert's
u,
You're CLEVER pa. PeiIE he
said mere arablf -Cmrir1
ueas d-d Il y0a ainf St anr
uou'f hife yaa -
PoIIy squatted an the foar hy DE-
oad tatte anf Oscar ease3 h.uaaf
gIneeriF down onto q riekety bench
u bes she was scared pink ~ w1at
] told yeg % tel err he burst ouf a.
Ter whue ~Shes about the NEST
iIvlirerei woman Z ever
For the srace - q Few secau's Polly
le.ats5 81 The speaker. Ther
-Tm thlnklr' she ciut loyin' yol 20