The Beaver Herald (Beaver, Okla.), Vol. 34, No. 49, Ed. 1, Thursday, May 11, 1922 Page: 6 of 8

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STNOrSHt.-Occupylnc a rlllapl.
dated attack In the Sllrnt City m
quitter e(tlment near Ithaca.
New York roily Hcpklna Uvea
with nr father amall Jerry and
an old woman. Granny Hope. On
an adjacent farm Oicar liannett
rroeptroua farmer la a nelKhbor.
le la secretly married to Kvelyn
Ilobertaon supposedly wealthy girl
or the neighborhood. I'olly alone
knowa their aecreL Marcus Mac-
Kemle who nwna the icround the
aquattera occupy la their deter-
mined enemy. I'olly overheara a
contersallon between MacKenale
and a stranger. In which the for-
mer avows tils Intention of driv-
ing the aiinllra from hla land.
The atranirer aympathliea with the
aquattera and earna rolly'a grati-
tude. Hvelyn Ilobertaon dlicovera
fro.n her mother that they are not
rich as he auppoied but practi-
cally llvlnir on the liounty of Hob.
ert I'erclval. Kvelyn's cousin I'ol-
ly learna from Kvelyn that the
sympathetic alranger la Ilobert
I'erclval. Kvelyn charcea rally
with a message to Dennett telling
him aha can slve him no more
money and urKlnir him to be pa-
tient Hhe already bitterly reirreta
her Infatuation with and marrlaso
to the Ignorant farmer.
CHAPTER IV Continued.
Polly lichitnteil a moment coughed
and cleared tier tliroitt.
"A little milk for Jerry plunge." she
kuggestcd extending her cnti.
neunett snatched It from her hnnd
"Good Ood you runtters'rc nothing
but beggars" lie grumbled hut he-
cause he wns eager to get her message
he filled the pall full. Smilingly Polly
took It hack.
"I'm thnnkln' you. Oscnr" she
gurgled "an now mchbe a fresh egg
for Granny Hope?"
lie mudc an angry motion with hla
"Up In that hoi" ho snapped. "Then
tell what you came fori Whnt'd Eve
"Your womnn sent word hy me" she
'Tell It. nnd don't be nil ilny about
It" onlerbd the fnriner.
I'olljop look a couple of steps back-
ward toward the door rendy In fly If
Oscnr showed miy Mgns of unusual
"She said you wasn't to wrlto her
any more letters" she replied. "She's
nwful seared. She trembled all over
when she told me."
"What did she say about money?"
Dennett demanded gruffly.
Through the dim light of thn lan-
tern. I'olly looked nt him pleadingly.
"She Just can't get another cent."
she returned "an" she's feelln terrlblo
bud about It."
Although he had not finished his
tnsk Ilennctt Jumped up from his
stool and one step took III in very close
to the nervous young spenker.
"She can't eh?" ho cried. "She
means she won't I guess. Hy nod she
will or I'll come out with the whole
thing. You go and tell her so. She's
got rich folks and I didn't marry her
to keep quiet all my life. Tell her
either she comes home here to me
or she pn)s up. If she pnys " he
paused then laughed. "Oh you need-
n't look as If I was goln' to swot you
one Pollyop" ho went on "hut as I
was sayln' If she pays up and I get
rid of her then me for you Polly
Ills voice was harsh nnd his man-
ners rough. Polly retreated to the
"The time's here" Oscar went on
"when both you women will be leap-
ing to my gad Therel Oet home and
say to my lady Just what I said "
gain ho broke oir only continue
"leaving out the part aboiu jou. See
Dumb with dread Polly sagged
weakly against (he tlnr cnslug. No
wonder Kvelyn Hobertson didn't want
to live with such a man)
"And you can tell her to come to
night at nine o'clock to flrnnny Hope's
oltl shack." he proceeded. "I want to
talk to her. Now get along nnd tlon't
come around nfter nny more milk or
Til throw you out of the bnrn"
Qlad to be gone Polly passed out to
the lane. In n little ravine nt her left
noisy stream rumbled down the hill.
With wistful eyes she watched It
through the fast gathering dusk flow
away to the lake. It was then she saw
something moving about In a small
pool of water In a rock basin. Care-
fully she put the milk and eggs on a
bit of smooth turf. Down the bank
she slipped and there In the falling
gloom struggling In the water was n
baby lamb. Pollyop tucked her skirts
up about her waist and wnded Into the
water. Several times she fell and
dripping wet scrambled up again.
When she pulled the lamb to the bank
she dropped to the ground gasping
for breath.
"Poor little duffer." she murmured.
"You wns 'most gone wasn't youj
Come on home with Pollyop at ' get
Iored up a hit I"
In the road she picked up the pall
lipped the ergs into ths milk and
went swiftly down the lane the lamb
under one arm. Polly's heart sang
with gladness. 'Out of the rigors of
the Storm country out of the cold
rnvlnc wntcr she had found another
little thing to cure for.
Jeremiah Ilopklnsjind Larry Illshop
were In the shack when Polly arrived
with her burdens. With much pride
she displayed the Inmh; then she fed
him n portion of the milk with n spoon.
While she was preparing the evening
tnenl. she Invited her father's friend to
tnke pntluck with them.
After supptT she settled her fnmlly.
Wee Jerry she tucked Into Daddy's
bed nnd Granny Hope was made com-
fortable In n chair by the stove where
she soon nodded off to sleep. Then
the Inmh In her lap and the billy gont
nt her knee Pollyop snt down on the
edge of her cot facing the two men.
She knew by the dark expressions on
Ihelr faces thnt a question of Import
nail come up.
".Me nil' Larry brat hnve been try-
In' to think of some w - of gettln' rid
of Old Marc." beg - nopklns grimly.
iservons brown rs j. a-ked at
the lamb's wool as Polly going white
stnred at her father.
"You don't mean hurtln' him Dnddy
dear do you?" she broke out. "Oh If
that's what you're talkln about don't
do It. Don't do It Daddy! Something
henutlful Is goln' to happen to us
squatters. God up In the sky sent a
angel smnck down from high heaven
to help us."
The serious lovely face turned
plendlngly truthfully up to his pre-
vented Hopkins from Indulging bis
desire to laugh. Polly turned' and
looked at Larry. Ills dark face wns
henvy with frown and deep grief-cut
"Th'ere nln.'t any nngels nnywhere
bu iip there" muttered I.nrry Itlshop
mnklng an upward thrust with his
"Yep there Is. Lnrry" contradicted
Polly Impetuously. "I seen one. He's
hlgger'n you an' Daddy put together
I guess; nn' his foco looks like the
sun. nil shiny nn' bright. He snyg the
squatters hns to have a place to live
In Just like other folks an' he won't
let Old Mnrc run us out of the Silent
City. Jlcbbe nfter a while when he
gets to workln' for us. you can hunt
nn' flali Just the same as ever I"
Hopkins looked nt his daughter ns
If she had lost her mind.
"Whnt'8 eatln' you brat?" ho
"Nothln'." replied Polly "but I know
what I heard."
"Spiel It out to us" put In Illshop
Then Polly told them. Iloth men
"Why he's got tnore money'n Old
Marc Poll" winpped Hopkins. "It's
Just because we don't happen to be set-
tin' on his giound that he nln't want-
In us off."
It wns quite evident that both tho
fishermen were of one opinion. Polly
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It Was Quite Evident That Both the
Fishermen Were of One Opinion.
got up and placed the lamb In a corner
of the wood-box
"I bet a eel he helps us squatters
though." she nodded positively. "An'
you both got to promise right now on
this" she picked up Granny Hope's
Illhle "that you won't use a gun on
Marc MacKenzle nor do nothln' harm-
ful to him. Let the other man look
after us. There! Kiss this here book
an' you'll both feel better."
There was something compelling
about the girl. It may bare been the
tones of her voice wonderfully sweet
and tremendously earnest it nay
hare been the brilliant smile she
flashed upon her listeners. At any
rate tho mayor of the Silent City and
Larry Itlshop his henchman repeated
In dull apathy the oath she dictated to
them the words thnt made the Storm
country a safe habitation for Murcus
MacKenzle. Then both men reicrently
kissed the Illble and fell back limply
In their chairs.
Polly kissed the ragged edges of the
book too then she turned to Hopkins.
"Daddy honey I'm goln' out. Give
your kid n lovln smack. I'll be back
qtilckcfn the billy goat can blink."
The nfternoon had been unpleasant
for both Mrs. Hobertson nnd her
daughter. The lady was studiously Icy
to Kvelyn nnd the girl wns utterly
miserable. Hobert I'erclval was nwny
with MncKcnzle. In his absence al-
though the two women ate dinner to-
gether and kept each ether company
afterward In the drawing room their
conversation was limited to the sim
plest commonplaces. The return of the
men eased the tension. I'erclval ex-
cused himself nlmost at once to write
some letters nnd ns MacKenzle made
evident his eugenics to get Kvelyn by
herself Mrs. Hobertson seized n
chnnce to steal away to her own room.
Tor some time nfter her departure
the girl and the man were silent. This
wns the first time In Mnrc's life thnt
his heart had been renlly touched by
a womnn nnd In spite of his years
and experience he was nlmost as
bashful ns a young hoy.
At length their eyes met nnd the
girl's lowered while tho color mount-
ejl In it flood to her hair.
The man wns by her side In nn In-
stant. He hnd rend In the shy retreat-
ing glnuco whnt he longed to sec.
"Eielyn! I I I believe you enro
for me I really believe you do." he
exclaimed. "You do. sweet?" he de-
manded his volco trembling.
"Yes." whispered Kvelyn.
"Now Isn't It strange" asked Mar-
cus after they took up their conversa-
tion ugaln "that while I was gone I
always thought of you but not Just
like this. Honey girl how long have
you loved me? Before before today?"
"I think always" confessed Kvelyn
with n growing flush.
What n fortunate man Marcus Mnc-
Kenzlo considered himself Just at that
moment I He had won the prettiest
girl In Ithaca; and she loved him.
"And to think I only came home
Inst night." he exulted. "This time
yesterdny you were free my Eve At
this moment no power enn take you
nway from me."
Dreadful recollections of Oscar In-
truded upon Kvelyn's new hnpplncss.
Oh If she only hnd the cournge to tell
Marcus ! Would he keep on loving her
nnd help her to get free or would he
She glanced Into his face. There
were upon It the marks of breeding
of pride In himself his wenlth. posi
tion and power. She knew how highly
he regit riled tho conventions of society.
If she should disclose to him the
secret of her mnrrlage to the former
he would see nothing but the hint upon
her and turn nwny In disgust. No she
couldn't tell him. Dospnlr over-
whelmed her nnd mndo MacICenzle's
urms burdensome. With nn effort she
smiled faintly nnd withdrew from him.
"I don't want to let you go dnrllng."
he Inughed. "It seems like a henutlful
Eve wished passionately thnt she
were nt liberty to -make the dream
come true.
"You are my beloved" asserted Mar-
cus and with the girl's whispered
"cs" he allowed her to leave the
Evelyn went Immediately to her
mother's npnrtment and opening the
door slipped In and sank down upon
the floor nt Sirs. Hobcrtson's side.
"I've told him I'd tnnrry Mm" she
said with trembling lips. "Mother
dear oh please mother dear don't
you think you could borrow some mon-
ey from Hobert for me? I must hnve
It. After I'm mnrrled to Marcus. I
could get It all back for you. I know
I could. I've Just got to have a lot
of money and you can't expect me to
ask Marcus."
Mrs. Hobertson drew away with a
"If yon so forgot yourself ynur
family and your name as to do such a
thing I should disown yon Evelyn"
she said finality In her tones.
Kvelyn rose wearily. She wmi Id
Imnglne the heights of her mother's
scorn If she discovered the actual sit-
uation. She felt that she would rather
tell MacKenzle than the unsympa-
thetic frowning womnn In the chulr.
"There's no use mother In trying to
talk to you" she muttered. "I'll man-
ngc some way though only God knows
Mrs. Kohertspn took up her book nnd
gazed sternly at her daughter over the
top of It.
"Very well Evelyn" she said un-
graciously. "You're of age. If that's
the wny yon feel about It there's noth-
ing mora to he said."
Whereupon the speaker began to
read and n very hopeless girl crept
out of the room.
When Evelyn was repairing the rav-
ages made by her emotions Polly
Hopkins crept Into tho Hobertson gar-
den. Her fear of Mrs. Hobertson was
mingled with n thrilling happiness.
Slio had seen Granny Hopo and Wee
Jerry eat the frtsh eggs; Daddy's
promise would keep him out of trouble
with Old Marc; and the beautiful
stranger would help them!
She give a piercing little trill the
signal she had always used to call
Evelyn from the house. Almost at once
a figure stepped from the door to the
porch .directly In front of her and ter-
rified she shrank back among the
vines and clung there.
Silhouetted aQ-alost the bright light
was Hobert I'erclval. He stood gnzlni
straight ahead of him at the dark
driveway but turned when Evelyn ap-
peared beside him. I'olly heard the
murmur of their voices that was all.
They then disappeared Into the house.
Eveljn laughingly pushing the soldier
ahead of tier. Quick); the girl came
out ngnlnj and Polly could hear her
swift-coming breaths as she ran softly
down the steps.
"Shush." hissed Polly Hopkins.
"Lordy I wns scared to death some
une'd catch me."
"Pollyop" questioned Evelyn nnxlous-
ly. "What'd ho say? Was he angry?"
Their heads were very close to
gether and Polly gave the message In
a low tone.
"He wonts you to come to Granny
Hope's hut nt nine o'clock tonight an'
I guess jou best do It. He's as mad as
ever a man can be."
"I'm nfrnld" Evelyn nnlied. "I'm
terribly nfrnld Polly dear."
All the sympathy In Polly's heart
came to sudden life.
"I reckon you be" she returned.
"Hut you've got to get up your spunk
nn' go. Oscar'd Just as soon come bust-
In' right In your house here I guess.
If you don't. You come along nn' nt
nine o'clock I'll hike over nn' get
In the hut too. Say why can't you
talk Just a little nicer to him? Granny
Hope's got n Hlble. an' It soys when a
feller hurts ou. spenk kind of soft
bnck nn' he won't have nothln moro
to soy. Hist! What's that noise'?
Itefore Kvelyn could say another
word the squatter girl slipped away
among the shadows. The other nl-
(Cop 7 for l"hn iJiiartmni Bup?IUl 1
th American Lotion Nwt Sirne.)
Mr. Maude Donohue Minnesota
Newspaper Woman to Erect
Building as Memorial.
The day Mrs. Maude A. Donohue's
husband enlisted she went to work on
the editorial staff
of the San Frnn-
Cisco Examiner.
She Is now editor
and publisher of
a progressive lit-
tle weekly paper
at Cokato Minn.
trjlng by keep-
ing herself nl-
wnys occupied to
forget the day
when she r
eelved the news
that her husband
had been killed In action In France.
Mrs. Donohue Intends this year to
erect o new newspaper building In
Cokato as a memorial to "My Hill"
and then she Intends ns o "distant
dream" to write n book of his life.
Last year she visited her husband's
grove at Homange where 22000 were
buried In the heart of tho Argonno
Probably no paper In the country
gives more sympathetic trentment to
tho problem of tho returned soldier
than does the weekly nt Cokato. "The
irnceuy or wnr nns I) road en ed my
viewpoint" snys Mr. Donohue.
"There Is much to be done nnd I'm
frank to sny that I expect great
things of tho American Legion ns nn
organization representing men who
know what the word 'service' means."
Famous Caatllllan Matador Ex-German
Fighter 8tages Bloodies
Conflicts With Angry Bulls.
To show that bull-flghtlng Ls really
as simple and as bloodless and ae
refreshing ns a
quiet game of
golf Senor Char-
lot Mollno fn-
mons Castllllan
matador has been
staging arena bat-
tles all over tho
country for the
benefit of the
American Legion.
Mollno Is an ex-
German fighter
besides being a
When ho goes Into the ring with
his fire-breathing animal he carries a
small red cloth to make the animal
wroth. Ho carries no sword nnd
trusts entirely to his adroit footwork
to save him from embarrassment at
the horns of the bull. He wears a
genuine costume of red velvet trimmed
with gold vnlued at $2000.
The Legion has picked up the Iden
of "bloodless bull-flghtlng" nnd re-
cently stnged an encounter In the Jer-
sey City stock yards with tho matador
armed with a fence picket. Although
tho matador hod to Jump the fence on
several occasions In order to keep the
true "blootU'ess" nnturu of the nffnlr
he succeeded In putting on n good
When Oscar Bennett Stepped Into the
Hut He Uttered an Oath.
though surrounded with every luxury
went wretchedly up the steps and
forcing a smile to her lips passed In-
to the music room.
Hllly-goot Hopkins hnd blinked many
times before his little mistress came
home. Lnrry Illshop had gone to his
lonely hut and Daddy Hopkins and
Granny Hope were dozing In front
of tho stove.
In nervous tension I'olly watched the
clock crnwl along toward the hour of
the meeting between Oscar and Evelyn.
About n quarter to nine she stole out
of doors.
Hy familiar paths slipping past a
shanty here and there Pollyop came
nt lengih upon a lonely shack set
ton a point by Itself. She went around
to the back opened the door and once
within the room touched a match to a
small candle which she had taken
from her pocket and sat down quietly.
When Oscar Hennett stepped Into the
hut he uttered an oath. He was not
expecting to see I'olly Hopkins.
"My lady won't come eh?" he de-
manded gruffly.
"Oh. she's comln' all right." an-
swered Polly "but she were afraid.
So I cume along to see she got home
A loud laugh fell from Bennett's
"You're a clever kid Pollyop." he
said more affably. "Cunning as a
weasel d d If you alnt! Sit down. I
won't bite you!"
I'olly squatted on the floor by the
old table; and 0"car eased himself
gingerly down onto a rickety bench.
"I bet she was scared pink nt whnt
I told you to toll 'er" he burst out af-
ter n while. "She's about the most
lily-livered woman I ever saw."
For the space of a few seconds Polly
looked nt the spenker. Then:
"I'm thlnkln' she nln't lovln' you no
more. Oscnr on' o womnn without love
In her nln't worth nothln'."
There was no smile on the lovely
face when the words were finished.
She had spoken the truth and Oscar
Bennett knew It.
"I've been a fool I guess" ho ejacr
ulated "n perfect fool I I might better
'a' married you Pollyop. Since you
was knee high to a grasshopper I've
had a leaning toward you. By now I'd
had a home and some comfort"
His glowing eyes were upon her
nnd for an instant Polly lost her
Legion's National Commander Ao-
eepta Honor Only In Name of
Those Who Served.
Hanford MacNIder Is one of the
negligible number of persons who de
clined the nwnrd
of "commander of
tho Legion of
Honor" proffered
by the French
government. Mr.
MncNIder ns na-
tional commander
of tho American
Legion ndfoltly
shifted tho honor
to tho heads of a
million soldiers.
He sold thnt he
could receive tho
decoration only as a tribute to nil
Legionnaires nnd when the mcdnl nr-
rives It will bo deposited In the ar-
chives of the Legion.
When he received the notification
of the nwnrd he cnbled Mnrshal Foch :
"In the unme of 5000000 senico
men and women represented by the
American Legion we extend through
you to the President of the French re-
public our gratitude over the tribute
proffered. Henllzlng thnt this Is not
awarded to me personally we nccept
It for every mnn and woman of our
organization and In extending our deep
thanks pledge to France our continued
love nnd devotion"
Mr. MncNIder was made a chevalier
of the Legion of Honor on the battle-
field In 1018.
vg;" W)
Alvan Hadley Crayon Artist Now
"Drawing" Somo of the Proml.
nent Legion Men.
Alvan C. ("Hap") Hndley crayon
expert nnd ex-marine travels with a
ureenwicii V 1 1-
Inge troupe. Ho
probably recruit-
ed more marines
by his clever
sketches during
tlie wnr than any
other Indlvldunl.
No one tlint ever
looked very hard
nt one of his pic-
tured ever stayed
out of the ma-
rines and no one
that ever looks
very hard now ever staya away from
his show. He Is at present busy-
sketching prominent members of the-
Amerlcun Legion outside of "hours"
for publication In newspapers.
When "Hap" enlisted In the marine-
corps at Paris Island a red necked
sergeant asked him what hU occupa.
tlon was.
"Artist" said Hap.
So the sergeant put him to work
white-washing garbage cans. The
crowning disappointment of Hap's
life Is thnt ho never ran across that
sergeant again.
"If you gat to swat someone
Oscar swat met"
Aid to Prayer.
Prayer Is alwaya most effective when
mixed with equal part of sweat.
Baltimore Hub
Alrplane-Toy Balloon Game One of
Features at Recent Legion Enter-
talnment In Florida.
Aerial polo Is the latest snort. Ona
of the chief features of an entertain-
ment given by the American Legion nt
Miami Fla.. waa a srame of nolo
staged high In the air sons mallets.
sans ponies sans ball snns everything
except a dozen nimble avlatova and
several dozen toy balloons.
Every sort of twist from the Immel-
mann turn to the maple-l.'af drop Is
called Into play during the contest.
Here Is what happens: A motorbont
loaded with the many-colored balloons
of the proverbial country fair plows
out Into the harbor and drops anchor.
From nearby hangars come gnlloplng
n dozen I'egasuses. They tnke the
air and when they are equidistant
from the launch at a safe altitude
the little balloons ore released and go
soaring upward In great confusion on
tho wind.
The nlr rider who captures the
greatest number Is declared the win-
ner. The Legion pilots who tried It
sold thut It used to be easier entchtnir
Civic Organizations Co.Operatlng With
American Legion to Find Work
for Ex-Soldiers.
Civic organizations are co-operating
with the American Legion In every
city town and hamlet throughout the
country to put across the nationwide
drive for employment for the 7CO.O0O
ex-scrvlce men now out of n Job.
The Legion Is almlne to get men
Into Jobs by stirring up the Industrial
life In communities. Distribution or
employment by changing men on dally-
a'ufts; pushing of engineering proj-
ects bridge repair and county high-
way Improvement; speeding up of
municipal and public utility enter-
prises woodyards recreation center
dredging. Installation of telephone
paving; reforestation and reclamation
projects; truck gardening with the
establishment of community gardens
worked by ex-wldler labor; stimulat-
ing building of all kinds; encourage-
mentof the "back-to-the-farm move-
ment" these and many more method
are being used to give the distressed-
Jobless man t chnnce once more to do
a dny's work.
Would Postpone This Expense.
The dome of the proposed Victory
Memorial building In Washington
would be virtually n huge service flag.
It would lie studded with Ave million
stars gold for those who died blue
for those who served. The plan Is
to have each star engraved with the
Initials of the soldier It stands for
so that future visitors will be able to
distinguish them with the aid of a
telescope from the floor below. The
American Legion has taken the stand
that the erection of the expenslye me-
morial should be withheld until there
nre fewer Buffering veterans on the
Carrying On With lh
American Legion
With mingled feelings. Legion men.
read that the old yellow groaning:
Paris taxi-cabs the vehicles that took
Galllenl's nrmy off to tight ou the
Marne are to be replaced.
A United States marine sold the-
Unlted Stnles superdreudnaught New
Mexico to a retired farmer nt Long
Heath Cal. for I XX) cash. Navy of-
flclals however refused to deliver the-
ship. An OMahoma sheriff allowed three-
"killings" to take place without much
opposition. Ewlng O. London com-
mander of the Ardmore post of the
American Legion waa appointed his.
Varying conditions existing In the-
different parts of the country will
largely determine what proportion of
service men will desire cash payment
the Legion has learned from Its refer-
endum votes.
Blind beggars sometimes hare good
eyesight the American Legion has
found. One "ex-soldler" with medals
bought from a hoclc shop was caught
taklDg $G0 an hour from New York's
theater crowds.

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The Beaver Herald (Beaver, Okla.), Vol. 34, No. 49, Ed. 1, Thursday, May 11, 1922, newspaper, May 11, 1922; Beaver, Oklahoma. ( accessed May 8, 2021), The Gateway to Oklahoma History,; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.

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