The representative. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1893-1901, 1894-11-07

! grass. The old horse had become recon-
! ciled to the situation and was nibbling at
/ the grass by the road side. Martha's eyes
had become accustomed to the darkness
| and she discovered the other figure under
| the trees
/ THAT is your companion?' she queried,
! pointing at him with her whip.
| THAT'S my pard, mum-Jerky. He's rest
| Ing hisself after the labors of the day."
| Jack grinned when he thought of the la
| bors.
DO you suppose he would go away if
| gave him money!" she said.
On to please a lady, Jerky would do
| almost anything but graft. Jerky is no gay
| cat. He belongs to de perfesh and to de
| gang. Mooching isn't in his line mum;
| but he'll go away for the pleasure of big
| ing lady.
| Jack made a grotesque gesture as he de-
| livered this speech.
The LADY" was pleased with the palaver
| though she did not speak very graciously
| in return for It.
| "Never mind all the talk she said, "but
! get rid of him, that is what l want
| want to talk to you by yourself. Here"
| she handed him some money and waved
| her hand toward the figure on the grass
! moment later Jerky was slouchng away
| across the bridge toward the town road
| far away. Martha and Jack were left to-
| gether. AS soon as they We're alone and
&! she was satisfied that the other hobo"
|
| her companion, who was standing at the
buggy wheel, waiting for further develop
| ments.
Nov, look here Mr.. Whats-y our-name-
what is your name. by the way? Jack
| Brant. Very well. Now, look here, Mr..
Jack Brant. You are beating your way to
! Washington. Is that true?" she spoke
sharply. The woman did not seem able to
| speak in any other way, though there was
! less acid in her tone than usual.
| Jack commenced to explain.
| We'll, row, mum, you see-that is put
! ting it little
| Martha interrupted him.
| Never mind your speech. That is what
Washington myself I am tired of my
| present life. L want some excitement.
| intend to take You along with me- if you
are sensible and reasonable. You needn't
| tramp any more. Nor steal rides trains.
! You can travel in passenger coach and
| be gentleman if you want to. Now what
| DO YOU say?'
| Jacks mental faculties were not of the
| keenest. His idea Of being a gentleman
| was to do nothing and live well. Probab oily
an. His first impulse was to refuse the
Offer but he didn't obey the first inclina-
| tion; he hesitated and was lost
rms man had been, many times. a small
criminal. Ee had never gone in for any
| Of the higher lines in his profession and
its kindred occupations If the whole
! truth was known, petty larceny was the
| height of his iniquity. He had sponged
! begged, stolen a living. He had helped
| himself to food. to railroad rides ana other
| trties. But he had ridden on the trucks
or in the side door Pullmans ana he had
| taken the coarsest food Fe could be in
! fuencei to do wrong to do right. His
| mental centers were ali weak. His heart
wasn't as bad as the heart of the woman
who tempted him; but his resolution was
| weaker. His mind fell to heel behind the
| mind OF the woman. He yielded TO her
| ana became her slave.
He followed behind her buggy as they
Went int the town. A little girl was go
| ing along, leading a great dog by tie col
lar. Anon she stopped to beat the great
| brute with her small nsts, and the dog
hung mis- head, took the beating and meek
| ly followed his childish mistress The
analogy between the couples is lacking in
! this, however, that the dog was we'll bred