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Storm Country Polly by Grace Miller White Copyrftfit by Utt'*, Brown * 9*.

"Tou wsat to be free from me, Af Th«f« H. la Itr be ncer^L “Some other guj loomln* Vlf to lave, I t poae. Well, I a»»“ mind who feta .'ey leavl»*a K yen make It worth my wMle.

Bot if not—-■

Bvelyn'a pale, beneechlfi* face lifted

mat he think

a large

m i cent get another dollar,” ahe re peated boararty. -I alinply -aot. And

he lifted hie flat to ■ Hcpkina. by ree awtft throat Brelyn freta oader

ont hla oraralae that wt her freedom. Neither i that ahe cmld get him

wa np to joo this *ecar nm <m. "Ifa Inny thing. »«a I reekac I can far rmr IMSe Anger than for rtola body. Maybe some <hy I get aE her cufc

CHAPTM V- —Coatinued.

on fofdnl lortn> u. mm, •he gcipad. “an* I h*«*re In be-

toonmt la c^au o. Daddy's rr Aet n leek of aansnoeat. The krt «»He faded tom hla fare. Me tip. aagged at the earaara. be araan to Ms Shet

ran. Follyop and Fm gntns to roo thla time. *> %elp me Sod ~ took a atap reward her and Polly nbled up. Just at btat nxMgaok m Kobertaon eute-ed. Otcar Bentonied awKwly, end ."oily, rery Placed bsnaif at Cm'a rtde. And k wind foamed die Inkt to fury ‘wok Granny Hope’, forsaken litt, the man and two girts stood a long, tense nstnuxe. n Oacar am. 1 led at Kral/a. a triiDt. In sol ting smile, r yon thought K bett to mind me “«y.” be laughed. -I gneea after you'll come to know I mean I «a/." to apeak but could doc. uq (teased her artji eoccuraglngiy. core a maun dnfier. Oarer” aha

got a good right to he d—>• granted Bennett. ”Xow on. »». Rre. Whars the rumpuaf Toa r.t me a cant for a month * aklng fingers Brelnj pw*— ha- wind-blown faslr.

necmuM Bnly& was Mb wife, I the rtght to beat bar If he pleased, Polly thought, bo' be would not dare to strike tolly. “If yon're got to awni some one. Oanr.” ahe gritted between her teeth, -awat mar The beautiful white face cam.- dose to Bennett's, and the challenge In the *1 natter gtrih Cashing eyes stirred a feeling within him that he never lad had for Evelyn Kobertaon. Oscar always believed that a woman t fear a man to respect him, and that to respect him meant to love him. dW not want Evelyn Kobertaon In the Urmbouae. but be did want money Polly Hopkins. If he could mastv her as be bad Eve, ahe would come him willingly when he was ready for

her.

Working on that prlrdpl*. be struck oM. As the hage fiat came hi contact backward. Her low cry was followed by Evelyn's scream. The squatter gin

Then Evelyn led Polly Hopkins borne. One am bang at the squatter girl's aide; and tht pul? In bar shoulder, where Oscar's fiat bad landed, waa terrific. On nearing the stack. Polly

misery! Surely the squatters had suffered In the past year) Many a boy •ted been taken Bom his home and sent to Prance, and many a mother had crap, about iha sotiement with grief-worn face, waiting for news from

over the aea.

Poftyop understood what war meant. The squatters were always at war I Granny Hope had -TzpltJaed to her that, whenever peopla'fouyht md were entel to one another. Chat waa war. Hadn't she warred but two nights ago with Oecar Bennett* St* had not *ee:i him since, and the pain and l omUUOon he had dealt her had b«ro lightened by Granny Hope's aasnraneee that lore waa the levder of hate. So Polly, having quantities ct love and sympathy to spare, sent it broadcast over tbe hopeless ones In the settlement and promptly pot Oscar Bennett's cruelty out of her mind. She did not even remember sometimes bow mnch tbe milk Oecar had begrudgingly given her wa« mined in tbe aback. To offset that deprivation, she was free from him and the ugly quarrels Jie had had to nettle almost dally between him and Evelyn. This morning, while Baddy Hopklrv was In Ithaca. Pol I j op started out with her many I oven for a walk. On her shoulder perched Wee Jerry; at her side. In stately dignity, stalked the billy goat, and tied to one of her arms by a small rope gamboled Nannie

Lamb Hopkins.

Through the Silent Oty ahe wandered. helping people here and there to see the sunny aide of things. Beyond tbe row of shacks waa tbe fence Marcus MacKeoxle had erected to taep the squatters from trespassing on his woodland, and In front of it Polly Hopkins stood. A bill poster hid passed nod left on the fence a oleture that caught be.- attention. It waa a beautiful woman, her eyes saddened with tears and she looked straight out of exquisite coloring at tbe wide eyed squatter girt- In her anus waa a withered, sick, little man, and Podyop kn.w ihat somewhere over the ocean tn enemy, perhaps a man Ukc Gid Marc bad hart him. The woman 'held him close as ahe looked at Polly, and for v moment the gLl's with tram. Than ft

-Mebbe he'll be quiet a wntle now. Ton'd beat Moot home, bah?” A smell box passed frojn Evelyn's handbag to the squatter giri'e pocket. ”1 brought them for Jerry,'* said Evelyn softly, “and oh. Folly, what- * ‘ i for you to even up

k” Interrupted Polly, Into the shanty in the t ahe had ever known. jA Daddy Hopkins had Ml ahe could bear her ee thing from the bark glad of that, for If he ■yrr aha had been hurt,)

rallKi. -My aitewance u ell g •wry esci of it to you. Too

■»l«ht m wA tall you," wbc coo*he steel to her eyes wiping “Mother ha ml any

cer ** 4 *PteMng and waited ea r'J" ««• bow her news «nxk !. Ha fiang up a clenched _ 1 ***» you. Ever ha ertad. » pot w ‘/thing ew on me TouVs^tbe Uggcat liar la t be partly iotloved her showed

» thet two yean ago." Oscar as "Tou cun be dead ‘ ?** t */ Mr- Toe wen ** boep ymr inooey • •oyoureelf. fut down, both of EJ 3 *™* Mdveving like two enm.” 1v3i r Evelyn went toward n'm.

• steady her v m. i irt. i c

Hr and loosed about Uly goat was snuggled ood-box; and Nannie i- bead up and blinked Polly put down the

cork fan from Bennett's don't need ttt” ha • Cot a home to com* * Tou con do the rartt ay old IT' yOCrj< * here. “ btt», you lire with me. X *»*i giro a Joker's whiri, yon do.” ' **» 9

Bnt aqhitters mey to spend on drug sin sLc poured s little sg and bathed the inbtn she took up i ed Into r. chair by the exhaustion her bee 1 It. After a while abe threw back her curls, lamb's *ace to hen. a ig acrcaa her Ups. be a hard job lovin' Mart like Jeaua loved myop,” she said under t mebbe now I been i a angel, I can do If ad fell forward; bat she arose, and with tight a.-m like o baby, de of the bed. Then lamb under the blankets and out Granny Hope's Bible iw. Carefully she aUpped off her clothes and put on a coarse nightrobe. Then, having snuffed the candle, she ciawi**! In beside the

CHAPTEJt VL Twice had the golden dob sunk In a welter of aptenw/d colors behind West hill, and twice had the warmth of hla rising scattered the mists from the lakeside since the encounter la the hut. and Polly Hopkins was making randy fur her dally walk through the attest City.

comfort to every one on earth that needs i?lp” •'Golly, sbe'r tome mother, alnt sheT" breathed Polly soberly. “She's beautiful too. Squatter mammies hgs too many kids to stay handsome like her." She made a backward motion “Hth her thumb toward the fence and marched hla face gravely. A choking sensation in Robert's throat made him cough. The girl's statement was like a charcoal drawing In which a tew broad lines tall the whole etory. He felt bU Interest In her increase. She was the quaintest, prettiest and moat solemn child be had ever seen. lee. be knew she wai inhabitant of the SUeut City by the dotb-s she wore, and the thin, bowlogged child, to my nothing of the bowhlskered vgoat and woolly in mb that were with her. "Wbafi your namer he inquired. ■Just Pollyop,” waa the answer. Tolly Hopkins. My daddy Is Jeremiah Hopkins, the mayor of this set-

tlement."

Surely! Robert remembered very well MacKeoxle speaking of Hopklnr. end be remembered too tbe painted Infltetton over a hut door as If It before his eyes Looking F/Hlyop from the top of her curly Lead to ftw tips of her hare feet, he decided i’mt she had written It. Question after question be flung afi her, and answer after answer came from Polly's lips. She told him where lived, and how she cooked the a, bacon and fish Daddy Hopklas provided: how cold It waa In the mty when the crock north wind ft np the lake; and how wet It I when the rain fell and damn: fogs shrouded tne world In gray; how Granny Hope waa sick altb pains. She gaws him «n Inside view of life «n the SUact City. Long before she had finished her recital. Perdrol'a courtesy had put her at her ease, and ahe waa chattering like a magpie. ■Can I do scmethlng for you. Polly Hopkins?" queried Robert, as ahe finished telling about life In the sunatrm’ dty. ^ She flung ont both hands In a comprehensive gesture as much as to my he could see for himself how much ahe

Spring Styles for Matrons ' and Accessories of Charm

>■ * wim matron who under- Easter there are very beautiful flower

toques In which the shape Is entirely covered with blossoms, or the crown la covered with them supported by a narrow britr of crepe de chine. Sometimes the toque Is merely a mass of lovely blossoms and sometimes a profusion of loops and ends of narrow, plcot-edged ribbon falls from the brim at one aide toward the back. Many aorta of blossoms are used, usually In pastel colorings, and one Is apt to find among them little berries. The ribbon makes an added touch of brilllancw when It has a gold or silver edge. Whoever made a dream of loveliness

ance that belong to women who have ‘•ft yootb behind them, ark property expressed by brtlBant and beautiful clothes, having the

dignity and qualities a;

with aom be rasas, and In Gila cam the matron will slip into the commonplace. But this mistake Is better than It* opposite, which U a lack of discrimination that makes come wonx of middle life adopt kittenish style, that are ridiculous for them. The clever matron does not need to be n

copyist of girlhood, ahe may dress come true In the flower toque shown

Then ftho Want Closer to the Ponce and Spelled Out ths Words Under the Picture: “The Greatest Mother In the World." closer to the feme and spelled out the words under the picture: “The Oreste*t Mother lu the World." Ah! So she was. this protector of tbe hurt and tbe sick! The Bed Gross poster carried Its wondrous message to the very bottom of the squatter girl's heart. A auund. close «t hand, caused her to turn swiftly. A man ou horseback had drawn up on the side of the road. blood came In swift icipa to Polly's foce. There was the “beautiful anger L-oklng down upon her! V. hat coaid she do bot atsre back at hint In soother Instant be had dlsuonted and was coming toward her. Jerry slid from be. shoulders to the -ound. Pollyop’s hand clasped Ida; but ahe did not apeak. What had hap >d to her -ai.geir He looked different : more like the other men she occasionally saw on boraebacs. That was It! He was not wearing tbs oilvedrub uniform! .To add to her confusion Kobe t Perctqal was smiling at her in tbe moat niendly way . Thro he glanced up at tbe plot are. his fine fare sadden lug “The Greatest Mother Id tbe World, little girl." he mid, and he amUeO telfiTbe Greatret Mother in the World/ - repeated Pollyop, In awed tones. "Does that mean she's mother to the squatter kids what was hurt In the

’ 'augbed Hob

“Sure, jure you can," ahe mid with fterre emphasis. “Tou can make Old Marc leave us squatters be. Toure olggei'n be Is! The equsturs need you awful bad." Bar voice broke. Robert took a long breath. Of coorae he could help this girl «nd hot pfiople. He would, too! As far ns money gave power, be could equal and surprise Marcus UarKenx!?. “I did try to talk setup into Mr. MvcKenzle's head.” be returned presently, "but now I -gill make him leave you alone.' In spite of the ctTved 11 pa about which a smile lurked ''.ere *> * apprehension In Her voter 'a she awed: “Oau yoc lick ti to a finish, mis-

ter?"

"Fes, I think I couh. ert; ‘Trot It won't be

Then I see us Silent City folks bein' happy kKaln." sighed Polly. “We got a awful lor of things an' folks to

take care of here.”

Robert made a sweep with his arm

the group before

"Ton have, evidently!” be laughed. “An' 1 got more home. - ' Interjected Polly. -I got Daddy Hopkins an' Grunoy Rope—an' .nil brat Is my brother, an' tin* goat is Billy Hopkins an* this iamb's Nasnyop. Oh, sure, slf. Pve got a hull lot to love lu this good old city.” oily made an upward motion with her hand toward the picture on the fence. •'She's got a bunch to love, too.” site qaW eoftly. “Ain't *h*»r He walked to her side and contemplated with her the pictured woman, n iking her silent appeal to them ten the wounded boy In her arms. “Of course she has." answered Percies! reverently. “She's the Greatest If other In the World, Polly Hopkins. ’ -*nd—" his gaxe dropped up—i her. and lie continued, “and you're the llttleat mother In the world." A glad smile widened the girl's lino. All the tear thrt had been as a ".on wet gilt upqr her had falleu away. She wanted to par him the highest compliment she knew. When he had mounted. ahe to'd him gently: nme day youTJ be the biggest an' most beautlfulest daddy In the world. Good-by.”

A BEAUTIFUL. AFTERNOON DRESS

hi a may to make even youth <

bar.

The fashionable fabrics play Into the hands of matrons this Mason— In themselves they ere dignified and rifch. ill tne crepes and especially the heavier ones and the brocaded patterns, seem to belong to her. Gold and silver doth, Persian and Pntaley pauaraa »a cilk, jet trimmings, bead aflfl other fringes, are at tbe call ol the designers, and they ravel In them To suit ladlridual style, they often Meet to show what can be done with a plain silk crepe or other fabric, unadorned with trimmings end not combined with any other material. One designer’s attempt of this kind resulted in the brilil&ntlv successful

below, must have had In mind the Ban. ttu’ wedding. Having chosen the moat beloved of flowers, the designer rt»tuaed to adorn the rote and made the toque entirely of magnificent fullLlown blossoms. A beauty-loving world cannot have too much of tetaliness, and so a muff to match waa added. Nothing more enchanting «« ’« Imugfoec for tbe attendants of tbs bride. One of the virtues of this flower toque mad muff act Is I is adaptability rod an ther la Its «imr' ty. It is toe difficult for tbe mil to make and may be appropriately worn with either simple or elaborate frocks. A crepe de chine is shown in > adornment of silver braid.

Thati Parciral .teppad in. Two wall -planted thump* laid RVo > leg #• thu

(TO BE CONTTKCBD.) A Sporting Judge. Thirty days in the werkhoase. That ought so cure you of speeding." “It certslnl,- will, your honor. Would you like to one my car while I'm In durance vlleT" —T of yours. It couldn't do

ATTRACTIVE ACCESSORIES dftorooua dress vhown in the picture. | agtne It In periwinkle blue, the toq. This Is of gray crepe inawalo. made ! and muff In natural rose piok, and with full pai-eis of unevro length that I (he costume will provo Irresistible. But tail below rite hew of tne underskirt. ' It U that In any of tbe lovely spring Each of throe panels la edg'd with a ' colors, bias fold of (he crop* the long sleeves are split along the upper arm tut held to the wrist by a narrow bend > f crepe and their edges arv piped with it , They are rot in an ouderbodict- ahich . U reavealad by a draped orerbljaaa | that opens at ths rides to the •vaiet-