Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1922-03-24

"Poor little girl, poor little Polly"
murmured Robert. ~hrokeuly. Then as
she Swayed toward him, his arms went
around her, and for a moment he
pressed her head against his breast.
polly, puIlyep1 he whispered Mss
ing her hair. oh. God, il 1 owned thar
lake property Ibid"
A certain deep tone in his voice
brought up P~ollyop'S head, and She
saw IN his eyes an expression that
made her struggle from his arms.
Fleeing TO the porch window, she was
gone before Robert could stop her.
"Bob'S n queer fish, Eve" laughed
Mackenzie, as he came into the music
room where Evelyn Robertson was
waiting for him. III l hadn't kept my
temper just now, we should have
parted bad friends
That's like you. dear" she smiled.
"But then, Of course, You wouldn't let
him bother you. FuSSing about the
sQuatterS again, l suppose"
Evelyn took his big fingers In her
hand and occupied herself in eXamin-
ing the white spots on one of the pol
ished nails.
"My big man mustn't mind BohS,"
she exclaimed perSuaSively, noting the
frowning lines that had come in his
face. Hes sentimental, Robert is,
full of h~alf-baked notions about broth
erly love and helping the d~owntrodden,
and that sort of thing"
The man laughed indulgently. 1t
delighted him to have the girl of his
choice express his own sentiments so
well.
"You precious :" he murmured.
"They can't fool my Eve much, can
theyT BY a simple twist of his wrist
he captured her hand. Then he took
up a iayorite topic with new zest.
II want to improve my property, dear.
The Silent City'S an eyeSore! II l
could get the SQuattcrs off the lake
. side and buy the Bennett farm, could
t make my place the handsomest in the
county"
! At the suggestion about Oscars
, farm, a different light flashed into
the girls eyes. Her hand twitched in
. his.
4 THAT would be wonderful, dear
che ninn,1ntnl HIc to tln guIDttlll
weren't there, you could make a very
/ lovely drive right along where their
r road runs, couldn't your
This had been MacKcnzie'S idea
also. What n capable girl Eve was
!, He took her pretty face between his
/, hands and kissed her nee and ther
v again and again.
@ "You darling!" he murmured
"You're the wisest little woman in tho
!, world! My whole ambition is to MAKE
@ our home just to suit you. l was talk
n ing to one of those landscape chap
% up at the college the other day, AM
"a he said the lake section could be mad
charming. We can build our hous
on the hill just above there !"
"And the farm" Evelyn interposet
that would just round out your plac
perfectly. Oh, honey, do that RICH
away. Mr.. Bennett will ask more 70
1t as soon as you get rid of the squa'
ters."
Marcus lighted a cigarette though
fully.
1.-THE Bennett farm wouldn't be {
my use to me-" he explained slowl.
unless l can make a clean sweep {
the whole thing. It's a crime, | tie
you, Evelyn. Think Of 1t | had
send out of the county to get my me
to watch those fellows down ther
n Ithaca makes me tired. It's a goo
Il thing I came back to put some Sna
into the fight against the squatters
The girls white lids made a curtaI
between his shining eyes and her oW
Evelyn was wishing, oh, how vel
: much she desired that Marcus won.
buy the farm. Then Oscar could leaN
the country, and in another state !
would set her free! She studied Ma
KenZie's face covertly through hal
closed eyes, considering what to 50
VI and how to say 1t.
= Mackenzie flung his cigarette in
nj the CRATE. He found the suggestion
VI her yelled look so alluring that
lW gathered her into his arms and raln'
- kisses upon her face.
81 love you so, sweet, | could almo
'e eat you'll" he painted.
A happy sigh, like the perfume
breath Of a rose, slipped from h
DIR parted lips, and when she laugh
81. again, his deep chuckles Joined hers.