' Storm Country Polly by Grace Miller White

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Wee Jerry at JemnUh'e mMMl. and then, troubled In spirit, watched him stride away In tfcj keen morn la( air. It bad been decided araoo* nqnatter men that to keep the breath <K life in their women end children they most hunt and fish, bat that nothin* should be caught that the law forbade. It was this thootfit that was mnnfeg throogh the aqaaner's mind “ , b * crc P t OP to eee If a woodchuck ventured out Ooe waa sitting up. taking a aurey of the n^ghborhood. when Hopkins lifted hU gun; ■nd with oae sharp crack and a 'jelcfa if smoke the tarry fellow tumbled The eqnatter strode forward and sbs In the act of picking It up when

latoia doeed in upon him. Jeremiah's bug* Jaw dropped at the sight of them, and Wee Jerry's flngrra Mght tight bold of his shaggy hair. "Drop that god.” cried ooe man. an ie atm smoking rtfle f ail to the earth. It teok hot a moment » snsp a pair sf handcuffs shoot the da (a. It was while Jeremlah'a face tamed upward to quiet siting Jerry that ooe of the quickly eubed rated a dead squirrel, sod another went away with the woodchock. Then the third dipped • chain around ooe of Daddy's wrists sod led him down the hill to the ragged rocks, the child still dinging to his neck. Polly was standing under a willow tree at her eyes caught sight of-Daddy Hopkins and Wee Jerry between two . One of them strode along, a little dead body dangling from one hand.

t was tatting bar Ko a

rhe> were stmeot at rsttyd b ?orc he left bar. She watched ><lr up the hili. OEd. alter be had

■d« song in the willow trees, and the >pimg of the wavee stpoo tl

her cry:

• f '>>• God dear. I coat man mtl Tool! have to help the eqoat

Thr days that fatten ') the spring flowers C birds, seemed rn Hm

ii without ee stuck ‘ r fsmlMaa. Potty h

“We caught him with the goods ooe man sneered at her. “But you’re goto’ to Ice re him with me.” she shrilled, making her appeal to the man who stood dose to Jere“Daddyll promise not to hunt no more, won't you. hooey? Oh. Ood! Too said pec wouldn't shoot noth he law said you rocldot." *T didn't, brat," granted Hopkins. Thee his eye casght sight <J the julrrel, And his Jaw dropped, ouree groan fell from him. "I didn't shoot no squirrel. PoC," cried o*t to her.' "I get that I ek I were tetlln’ you shouff" Th ting glaring, fnry-fllled eyes oo the i who bad sneered at the girl he cootlnoed, "Too. planted that 4—n He critter oo me, mister. I oerer a

him.'

Poilyop's lids wldeoed In terror. She lifted ooe band and caught the hud's sbou»der. “Jerry, baby,-/be crlsd madly, -you was there I Tail PoUyop what Daddy

P c * crerytaioj anybod

retimes the thought of ■rairi's ■ - ‘ intruded ea her e * ‘ ‘

'Wdered If *s ware 6i

■fusing It

on* more to* at darhrai

el! he could not nee It? She a >"‘inc down open him. far b "‘n* rapidly. -You slat gala* ts bant yet boa £ protested, equetttag down be T'V ' returned Hopkjae glenclng p “There atot ne omt nettr ao early. ’ m bring back aoiaefhlag aa ‘-odekaek or a skunk. We i -f*oagh te keep a mem ef J stoce Old Mare gat faffc." Tfant was tract Jfo eae kaew fa — PoUyap how they had atiaaed the

^y a she aaM nr--astair "Awl ^■1 start nmadW it a» aceto ’. TeuT!

* n e * rr rW a gua, OM Serf's got a *** sf ear maa. Toe shan't fa It. ****■ Xfa shaat, I s*yr

J?*** u ■ little while pm ‘°*t sU you Ilka. Daddy." she

ur?<1 softly.

"What do yog mean by that, hrair

•** "Twaa a big woodchuck aettto’ up by fa: his bole, an' my Daddy Hopkins—'

The ottcer who had the squirrel to Ms hand, put It Into his pocket end

i te go today, oosciowawtaU^

■to. -.r. 01 l-*tormptad Hop. w.« m U bJL wTT* ea 5

Urn

eetorO the child by the (urn and shoo. kld.“ fa shoutod. “noo« of yoar Up- Tou'rs beeo seteop to t*U

that He-

Tbe man’s aspect was so threatrotag that Wee Jerry broke off bis word* end. greeting Deddy’s bushy bead gUKly. amotberwJ Uls sob* to hit hair. Hopkins made a saottou totfa speaker, tout a sharp twist

stem. She knew die planting syi bed been practiced on the squatters before. At last the law had her bust

“Daddy never killed that'squirrel,' she raved. “He didn't; an' you d—p duffer- know be didn’t. Tou cant get by with nothin' like that. It’s crooked 1 Here, you—you—you gimme daddy!" Like a wildcat uilooeed upon tlisas. Polly flew first at one, then at the other. . She bit at them, tore at their clothes and kicked out with her sti bare feet; bat It waa like a a force attacking a mighty mountain.

while she stood raging at them, she saw Wee Jerry snatched from his father's shoulders tnd set on the ground. Then they led Daddy Hopkins sway. Dased for a moment. Polly stood shab-

by .the hand, she ran swiftly them, crying out to despair that Daddy must go home with her and the betoy. At the lane Hopkins turned sad spoke to her. “Brat," be cbhked, swallowing hard, “Mm your daddy, an' let me smack Wee Jerry too. Oo on home. HI he cornin' back after a hi- Tell Larry they got me, an' that I said for him to look after you an' the Md I" With her arms about his gave the promise squatter women, makmtbelr men when the majesty * the law steps Into the Silent City. Til keep the baby an' the shanty till you get back. Daddy darito’." she sobbed. “Give your girl-brat an'—here's Wee Jerry !" Even the officer who bed the squirrel turned his head ss the girl clung to the big squatter Afraid to lead their prisoner through the Silent City, the deputies marched him up the lane toward the rallreed tracks. As they turned Into the boulevard. Hopkins looked bad down the hlU. PoUyop was still to the

CHAPTER X. As to a nightmare the sqnatter girt

coaxed, "an' hear a was Mt about

The crooning voice, choked with entreaty, touched the edge of Polly Hopkins’ soul. She swayed forward to her knock, caught tHe one withered hand extended to her a:d dong there. "IT set, my bird." mumbled Hra. Hope weakly, and she dropped Into a chair with Jerry to he: 1 lap. “Thare! Aw! Don't cry that way, hooey. Listen. dear heart. God's everywhere; An' His love tool Can't—" Out of the shower of glistening curls appeared a wan, tearful face "Daddy's been took to Jell. Granny Hope." PoUyop burst oat. “Ood can't go to a dirty Jail, God cant! Old

Mrs. Hope’s sodden trembling brake off the gtri's words; and Polly wept again to hopeless misery at the worni repeated almost dully: “God cant go to a dirty Jell." Then her face, lighted by a radiant d for s

bead. Then: a your daddy lovin' you aif the habyr she queried softly.

Polly Hopktos before. Had Granny

velsd at Jeremiah's devotion to h!a

lob. brat dear?" came more ford My from Granny Hope, as if abe were rtonnlned to have > PoUyop Uftod her “Sure. sure. Orunag. “H*T love us tiU be dies." “Tbea my lam ain't believin' say tiger that the God to love, like once •be was, huh? If Daddy Hopkins has warn to prison like you said, then ain't Ood there? An', deer Ismto-chUd. love's

shanty I" The girt, etiU ou her h

"Listen to what Granny Hope says baby dear.- abe sobbed “Love's went right along to JaU with our faddy. "m He can. cant he. Granny dear?“He can' an' Be will, poor brats.“ rs. Hope. And Chen quietude of 'he carl) voiced to trearalou* rords the pronjtoee that had been food and drink to her during all the 1ooei> years that

ahiuim*rir>e chestnut curls mlnglae with thresdy locks of gray; and then two quivering yrtoened Up? fell upon a trembling rosy mouth. “Say somethin* more, little Granny." whispered PoUyop. “Oh. GodT do what you say He wfil—mehba. huhr Weary with unusual emotion, the woman's bead bobbed forward. "With God, PoUyop." she whispered fatotly, “there atot no mebbe. When you get a swat from a hand like Old Marc's, then n angel from Heaven—" Instantly Polly Hopkins was on her feet. An angel from Heaven! A blessed angel would help Daddy Hopkins: “Dartin’," the murmured, - heeding over Mrs. Hope, “get on my bed on' lake Wee Jerry. Pm goto' out." Polly Hopkins was la the Robertson grape arbor before she fully realised

To thrust Into the . Robert Perdral >ras not so assy as > had anticipat'd. ■Just let PoUyop find 1m alone.

from among the vines. It waa a cosy scene that met her .eyes when fae ventured Into the bouse. The family were at breakfast; and Marcus MacKenxie In hto riding suit —ss drinking coffee. At the sight of far he pat down the cup and rote to

Instantly Perdral got up too. Evelyn want white; and an

oae to the ocher, the girl's eyes Battled at tost oo Robert's face. “Ifar've took my Daddy Hopktos to

“Wfa»r fa vjecutfct'l, and then as. though conscious of the hate that was directed at the newcomer by Marcus MacKenxie. be added to a lower tone: “Poor Uttis girl I Come Into my study. Petty, and tell me (bout It." "Nonaeose, Boh." Interrupted MacKenxie rudely. “Let her tell her Ilea ere. Pd like to hear wnst she has to ty." A flush mounted to Boberf• face as be tnrnea angrily on the speaker. During the moment be was struggling otnposnre, Mrs. Robertson sod bar daughter bung on the scene with bated

“Must 1 remind you whose house its is. MacKenxie?- demanded I'ercival finally; end Marcus sank down to hto chair with a muttered apology. ‘1 didn't come to tell lies. Mr. Macansie." Polly breke out Impetix-ualy. “Tvs come to tell God's truth." Then the recollection of her father's d*s-

id: Tour men planted a squirrel on Tm. sir; Daddy said so, an' Jerry saw -oi v." To P*'rival, watching the man soil girt, came the conviction that abe bad toid the truth, and that MnrKenzie knew she had. Before be could break to. Potty m>oke again. lease, elr." she beggmfc “please, Mr. MacZenxlr. give ‘1m beck to me. Tou can. Do It. o', an', oh, Ood. HI e tor you." She fell forward on her knees; ana then Marcus MacKenste toughed again. Lower and lower fell the curly bead. tor the safes otic sound told her more pUbtiy then any words could have

flab am eteciped and lifted her up. "D—a yea. Marc! Atop It!" fa demafad It's wlcfcee, downrlglti •Kkedr An4 u tar fa muruurad: Poor Mttie girl! Peer Utile PoUy." Ho tried to toad far away: but how a«M fae go without maklcg another If art? Ufa turned le Bvelyii to"'' i" ii ■ *"'in i r .. '-'-xj-i "Seaaetktoa straok Oeeas I jl wfa fa', fasi to Ifa r—dr

Easter Lore the f World Uf Over

tounprable er si flee the

have

dung around Easter si flee the days of Belaud Woden. One of the quaint-

est pf

to found to England, Ireland, and Brittany. Suckling allrdee to this belief In the often quoted llnee: No sub upon aa Eastern morn Woe half oo fair a tight. Vhe origin at ttw Muter egg to told to the following legends: A I e sorrowful toy over Christ's tomb and as a reward for Its devotion Its were ever after of bright colors. Another story Is of an exile who In prison received a decorated Exster egg which •aid: “Hope,In God." He recognised the handwriting of hto wife. and. managing to vocnmu.lcate with her. rej

The usage of Interchanging eggs Easter has also been referred for origin to the egg games of the Roma which they celebrated at the time our Easter, when they ran races'In egg-ahsped rings, and the v let or

reived eggs as a prise. These gamaa were Instituted In honor of Castor and Pollux, who came forth from an egg. deposited by Leda. after Jupiter had

visited he. in the shape of a swan. The one who gets a golden egg WD! plenty haye sad never beg. The ooe wbo seta an an at hlna

-Will fln

The one wbo sets

Bad luc» and troubles ne'er wtu lack. The one wbo gets an egg of white In life shall find supreme delight. The one who gets on egg of ted Win many lean of Borrow shed. Wbo gets an egg of purple tiiade Win die a bachelor or maid A silver egg erlll bring much Joy

Egg rolling on Enter day used to be practiced with the Idee that the farm Utxto over which tbs eggs were rolled would he sure to yield abundantly at harvest time.

. and good luck tc paint Bowers on them. If the sun shines on Easter, It will shine oo Whit Sunday It 4s a good omen to hare your babe bapt'sed oo Easter day. To cry oo Easter Is ■ ulgn that you will have a aad Fourth of July. Unlucky Engagement Day. If you see e star fall oo Easter night you will lose your lover. If you gat engaged oo Easter Sun day. you will not he married. It to lucky to receive the unexpected gift of an Easter egg. It to a lucky thing for y <d If a friend happen* to bring an Infant for the first time Into your house on Easter morning. To put e garment wrong side out oo faster morning to a bad omen. In a«me countries, the children believe that the rabbits toy beautlfnlly colored eggs at Easter. This connection between the hare and Earner originate* In the hare's connection with the moon, of which the hare has been from indent time, a symbol together with the fact that Easter to to a certain extent a lunar holiday. A few of the reason* of the bare being Identified with toe moon are: The hare to a nocturnal snlms! md comes out at night to feed. The female carries her young for a month. Ham and moon were believed to have the power of changing their sex; the new moon wag masculine, the waning moon was feral nine The young of the hare are bora with their eyaa opuo. white rabbit* are burn Mind: hence the belief that the bar* never doeed Its eye*, and therefore ear moaldered I- resemble the ■MB. who la called tl watcher of thf «Vles at night.”

WOi have an e The one who si Will go through life by o

e who geU an egg rf plaid.

GATHER FOR JUDGMENT DAY

Moravians Vls>t Burtal C Sundry to Welcome the Dead. Should They Arise. The Moravian eburrhoa of this country have their Paaaloc weak, with somewhat peculiar rites. They Battled in Pennsylvania and Barth Carw-

i Penns;-!vsnlt. they era the praflim'

An Raster superstition of French origin rare that the young girt who

N. C. they « eating and uniquo eetuay to I7ML There they bare a strung rborch aa# one of the finest collages Is to* country. Religious service to • dally occurrence lr. the church during Passion week. The sacrament to ndmlatotered and many of the younger aet are confirmed. On Saturday, the closing ds), they have the love feast and break bread together as one happy family The Juvenile pleasures are not overlooked. Late ic the afternoon of Saturday the chi I dm> are to he seen busily engsgei about the hedge* and fencos constructing rabbi' neet* In which they expert rabbi's to toy eggs during the night, and they arc never disappointed; they always find the neats bountifully supplied with various coiorad eggs on Eastet moraIn*. - M The chr-ch congregation to up before the dawn of Easter day. They assemble at the church and proceed to the burying ground to weiroma t&e dead should they rise. They are le# by a bras* bond and church choir. The concourse passe* up the broad graveled walk, which r_n» between rows of ancient ■—dare, to the center of the cemetery, which to odd. quaint and beautiful. There they panne and •ing hymn*, la which all the people Join. The singing stop* as the sunlight cornea over the rugged eastern hills. All to silent and solemn while the clergyman reads out the names of those wbo have been placed to met In the burying ground aloe* the pr* vloua Raster.

Easter end the Paseover. Although the date of Raster hod been settled with the particular intention of preventing it from ever occurring on the same day a* the Jewlflb Passover, the Mceaj decree failed to prevent nil* entirely. Nine* itoo Easter and the Passover have tieen ohserved together on April U In Ifiofi, vur> and line. Also they will occur together on April 1 1UH; April 1 1U27. and April 0. 1ML However, i week I

as