The Lehi sun. [volume] (Lehi, Utah) 1913-1949, 1922-02-23

swell. know Il; OF course know
IT," retorted Evelyn. resenting the
censure IN the others tones "but I've
got to be free. I'm so frantic. don't
much care how. That's the way Os.
cars got TO help me Anyway make
him underst he's got To walt: he
must be quiet and not bother me. Then
come tonight. and let me know what
he says. VIII you, PollyT
The squatter girl nodded She would
rather have been switched than see os-
car Bennett again.
yep" she assented. an hunt him
up late this afternoon and then hus-
tie right over to you. ! got to go now !"
For some moments after Evelyn
left her. Polly watched the slim fig
ure on the path to the woods. Then
she suddenly remembered Marcus Mac
Kenzle and without backward
glance hurried swiftly toward the
south.
Meantime three squatters from the
Silent City were in the Bad Mans
ravine dressing the Ash they had net
ted the night before. One enormous
man was seated on a fiat rock, his bare
feet almost touching the water as II
hurried by TO the lake. On his shout
ders. with his legs wound tightly
around the mans neck, sat small
boy. little more than a baby. He was
shiverlng with cold. and, as the spring
rain shot its drops upon his face, he
lifted a small hand and brushed them
away. Seemingly obllvlous OF the
weight against his swarthy head. the
man picked up fish and contemplated
II with a scowl. Then he proceeded to
clean II deftly.
The silence was unbroken for long
time except by the rushing OF the wa.
ter, the gruesome running OF the
knives over the fish scales and a little
whimper. now and then, from the child
astrlde the mans neck.
II heard In town." broke forth I've
Braeger. "that Old Marc MacKenzle's
comm home. Here's where us SQUAT
tiers get HI flung at us good and
plenty"
jeremiah Hopkins stopped his work
and frowned ut the speaker.
He'd best be a-lookln' out for his
self" he muttered. "Mebbe he'll get
taste OF the hot place II he does any
struttln' around the Silent City"
"Mebbe." repeated Larry Bishop.
and no more. Marcus Mackenzie.
handsome, SNUG and rich, had been the
instrument that had moved the hands
Of the law 10 swing open the prison
doors and shove Larry Bishop inside
just when his young wife needed him
most.
Once In sight OF the roaring water,
rushing In torrents from the Bad Mans |
ravlne. Polly sent out a peculiar little
trlll; and the hoarse answer OF a
mans voice mingled with its echo as
II struck the enormous, up-roarlng |
rock slabs.
Polly's heart bounded and lost Its
heavy weight Of fear. Daddy Hop
kIns had responded ponderously to her
first call. In another moment she was
crawling up the jagged sides OF the
deep gulf. As she came up to them,
Hopkins companions waved her a
greeting, but stopped their work at
the sight Of her sober face.
whats up, lasslel" demanded Hop
kins. "You amt seen n ghost. have
your
"Wcrser'n that. Daddy" she replied.
much wOrSer'n thatl Old Mares
home, an heard him say he's goln'
TO root us squatters out OF the Silent
City"
a brute-IIke glare flashed into Lar
ry Bishops eyes.
'Did he. now. bratr' he muttered,
taking up his knife and looking at Il.
Polly squatte1 down beside her faith.
er, slipping one hand under his arm.
The other she gave to the child, who
grasped II eagerly.
ibid he. nOwT" came In repetition
from Bishops throat
yep" asserted POllyOp. with an
emphatic bob OF her head, IAN come
TO tell you all you'd best be a-lookin'
out for I'm. Daddy, he says you're
the worst man In the settlement. but
everybody knows he's liar"
He'd hest be ,ookIn' out for his own
hide" Hopkins shot back like flash
of steel. ~ Amt In any mind TO stand
much OF his gun, the dirty duffer."
Withdrawing her arm from her faith.
er's, she leaned her chin on her hand
She wanted TO urge them not to worry
too much, to tell them OF the other
man. rich like old Marc, who had ex.
pressed In tender tones kindly In.
terest In their welfare. Somehow.
though, the words would not come. The
figure did not III In with the
secret understanding that expressed II.
self In the frownlng. furtlve glances
that passed from one TO the other OF
her men-folks.
He's awful, powerful strong" she
In answer to the look she
had Intercepted, "an' powerful rich -
San moneys what makes the mare
CO." struck In Lye Braeger.
"Sure, so it's" ans yered Polly. "But /
faint everything In the world. | got
Granny Hopes word for that. An
she knows LOT about love GRANNY I