White County record., 1922-07-27

fNs @Ahd Oll HUN iD iliilu. l hduI to tell you somethlng.'
 In silence she dared a tlmid glance at him.
 While you-you were-asleep-just now, MT. Perciyal and I made arrange ments with your father to give him work" Mackenzie told her. 'Does that please you?"
 Awful much.' she sighed; then she turned and looked at Bishop, standing against the wall
 What about Larry?p she murmured softly. "Poor, poor Larry"
 'T'll help him, too," Marcus agreed eagerly.
 Polly cogitated one small moment.
 "There's Lye Braeger" she sighed again. "He ain't got many friends, Lye ain'tm
 Mackenzie's laugh sent a sense of relief over the gloomy group.
 "Then Lye Braeger, too," he ex- claimed, "and any other squatter who wants to work"
 Pollyop, overwhelmed with this gen erosity, stood up before him, curls showering each shoulder and framing her lovely, eager face.
 "I guess mebbe you were an anger all the time, like Granny Hope said once,' she said shyly. "Pm thankin' you, sir. an I'm hopin' the little one Gods sendin in the summer'l look just like-like'-a smile touched her lips-"iust like Jerry" she ended. Because she was so simply natural Mackenzie replied solemnly:
 If my child looks as much like me as Jerry looks like his father, I'll be satisfied"
 Then he hurried his wife away, of fering to carry Robert home with them.
 No, sir" said that young man stoutly. Eve got to talk to Polly Hop- kins."
 Pm goin' now, too,' grunted Larry Bishop. "Got to go an see Lye Brae- ger, He's sick in bed with a stum- mick ache. Good night, Poll! See you tomorrow, Jerry Hopkins"
 He made a gesture of farewell to Robert; and Pollyop went to the door with him. There she brought a wry, twitching smile to his lips by throw ing her arms about his neck and kiss. ing him.
 Its all right now, Larry, dear" she whispered. "Good-by."
 When she turned slowly to Robert, her face was suffuSed with crimson blood
 "Ain't your horses gettin' cold, sir?" she queried. Its worse outside than when you came !"
 Jeremiah blinked at them, went to the cot and picked up the drowsy baby. To hide his embarrassment, he seated himself and rocked the child back and forth He was almost afraid of his beautiful daughter, dressed so unlike herself, her hair hanging in glistening curls over Evelyn Robert sons exquisite clothes.
 "The horses are well covered, Polly" answered Robert. "Tll make it worth the drivers while to wait a bit"
 Then unable to bear the strain any longer, he burst out:
 Darling, can you ever forgive mel"
 She gave him one melting glance and like fluttering bird sped into his arms and stayed there And thus the two young things, with nothing be- tween them and long stretches of hap. piness, clung to each other until the tinkle-tinkle of the Mackenzie sleigh bells was lost in the night.
 Then the squatter girl, disengaging herself from her sweetheart's arms, went to her father.
 Daddy" she breathed, bending over him, lever since I mended the roof that day-the same day Old Marc came home, I've been lovin' "-she reached back her hand, and Robert clasped 1t, i've been lovin'-" Chok- ing, she could get no farther In that important explanation.
 Robert stepped beside her, and rest ed his hand on the down-bent head. He knew now that though she was a squatter, one of the despised of the earth, he loved her better than the whole world.
 Its just like Granny Hope said, Daddy" Pollyop went on, the velvety brown softening the misty eyes, "She said, Granny Hope did, that loves big ger an better'n hate any day. Ap' it's true, ain't it?"
 Yep" nodded Hopkins, smoothing her face with one great hand. "I guess so, brat"
 Tt sure is," added Robert in her ear.
 Then he looked at Jeremiah.
 May I have her some day, sir?" he asked in reverent tones. "Tll make her so happy you won't regret it."
 Jeremiah's big frame shook, and Pollyop, ever devoted to him kissed him tenderly.
 "Ill never leave you, Daddy darlin', precious old Daddy" she cried "Meh-