Mexico weekly ledger., 1922-07-20


With thready locks of gray; and then
two Quivering wizened lips fell upon a
trembling rosy mouth.
"Say something more, little Granny"
whispered Pollyop. "oh, God1l do
what you say He will--mebbe, huh?'
Weary with unusual emotion, the
Nonan's head bobbed forward.
with God, POllyop," she whispered
aaintly, there amt no mebbe. When
yOu get q swat from a hand like Old
Mares, then q angel from Heaven
Instantly Polly Hopkins was on her
sect. An angel from Heaveni A
ssesssd angel would help Daddy Hop.
k1nsi
"Darlin',"' she murmured, bending
eve Mira. Hope, get on my bed an
fzke Wee Jerry. I'm goin' out"
Polly Hopkins vas In the Robertson
grape arbor before. she fully realized
ne task which she had undertaken.
40 thrust herself into the presence Of
Robert PeEcivRl was not so easy as
she had anticipated.
'.Just let Poilyop. find i'm alone,
Jesus DEAR" she prayed, and then
stepped ont from among the vines.
IL was a coy scene that met her
eyes when she yentured into the house.
The family were at breakfast: and,
2Garcus Mackenzie In his riding snit
was drinking coffee. At the sight Of
hex ne put down the cup and rose to
sls feet; and instantly Perclval got up
too. Evelyn went white; and al
ejaculation fell from Mrs. Robertson's
lips.
Throwing a questioning glance from
one to the other, the girls Y e set
lied at last on Roberts face.
They've took my Daddy Hopkins to
1Ail,1 she faltered, 'an' I'VE come to
ut sim back"
The loud laugh that burst from
AEacKenzie's lips brought q glare from
Robert.
'Thank God. we've got him at last
Marcus exulted.
The expression of woe died In the
ssuntter girls eyes as Robert Percival
came toward her.
@Whatn he calculated, and then as
though conscious Of the hate that was
directed at the newcomer by Marcus
Mackenzie, be added in a lower tone /:
.sPoOr little girl Come into my study,
Folly, and tell me about It."
Nonsense, Bob" interrupted Mac
Kenzie rudely. Let her tell her lies
here. I'd like to hear what she has to
say"
A flush mounted to Roberts face as
he turned angrily on the speaker,
During the moment he was struggling
for composure, Mrs. Robertson and her
daughter hung on the scene with bated
bseaths.
Must ! remind you whose house
this is. MacKenziefr demanded PEREZ
val finally; and Marcus sank down
into his chair with a mnttered apology.
Il didn't GENE to tell lies, Mr.. Mae
Kenzie.n Polly broke out impetuously.
1--WE come TO tell Gods truth Then
she recollection III her fathers des
perate need overwhelmed her. and she
walled aYonrs men planted assauirrei
On I'm. sir; Daddy said sos 4 = ferry
saw EN- Iii
~ Pereiyai. @6tehtnK the Man and
RiFl. came the e6nvseklcn that one had
ted ths tfuah, ans shat MAeKer1le
Aaew sAs had. Beksss Ne eouid hreak
q. Polly spoks aaaia.
sR2ease. nsr.' sha Nexsea. please,
Nv. Mackenzie. DIE Jsr back 10 ne.
Kau can. DO II, IN. al, "a, Go6. sinl
dse nor yers
she feii forward on her knees; and
Elsen Marcus MacKenxie laughed again.
T0wsr and lower fell ne curly head,
fnr the sarcastic sound told her more
plainly than any words could have
dsDe that she would sci 10 aid from
ain.
Robert stopped. ana lifted her I'D.
.Io-n Jon, Marei stop ittg be d.
1nanded. TITS wicked. downright
wickedr And III Der NJ nurmured;