The representative. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1893-1901, 1899-08-24

seave him? What's he to do ~ you,
then. my gal?'
Nothing" said the convict, II forced
myself upon your daughter and demanded
her help. Now ask the same of you"s
Help. eh!!" sneered Mark Allen. 'Ay,
III help ye back to them ash take good
care OF ye. Ill warrant" RS
oh. father" gasped Jenny, whose wo-
manly sympathies were now thoroughly
aroused.
"And why not, gal? It's only Justice.
amt 1t? Besides, there's money in this
Job. There'll be reward
CLEAN Of hope shone in the face of the
convict.
III it's money you're after" he said
quickly, 1T may be better worth your
while to hide me-"
"Wot der yes mean? I reckon you amt
got long purse, ehe''
Perhaps not. But there are those who
would pay you we'll to help me, all the
same
Mark Allen looked at the convict criti-
cally. He began to regard his visitor more
in the light of speculation.
whats your name - he asked
Henry Sinclair. I'm the son of Sir John
Sinclair. of Reading. God knows I've dis
graced him, but he'd act the father to me
still. and he'd pay you well to get me out
OF this
How am 1 to know that?" said Mark
Allen, surlily.
"Oh. father" said Jenny, cant you trust
him.
Seems to me you take a mighty interest
in i'm, Jenny" snarled her parent; mo, 1
can't trust i'm. You'll have to prove this
young man."
Willingly, Let me send letter to my
father asking him to come here. Will that
do?"
Mark Allen scratched his head refectively
for some minutes before he answered Then
he said:
Done! I'll agree to help you on con-
sideration. You'll stop with me and write
for yer father. tellin' i'm to bring hun
dred pounds along O. i'm. If your father
| turns up in three days-all right. If he
don't. why, then I'll send We over to the
friends we've just left. Now come along O.
me, and get some dry toys on"
And, never letting him out of his sight,
Mark Allen took the man into another room
ana rugged him out as lOngshore boat
man. All that night he lay in the same
room with his captive, who was certainly
too tired to make any attempt at escape
even II he had wanted to- and the next
morning the young man wrote to his father
and Jenny went out to post the letter
In the afternoon Mark Allen went to con-
verse with pal in the street, first warn
ing Sinclair that it would be useless to try
and bolt. So Jenny, perhaps not entirely
against her will, was left with the young
convict. He told her the story of his crime,
how he had contracted debts of HONOR
until at length, he had, in moment Of
cat hD CT,
check and cashed it,
My life is ruined, anyway, now" ne said
Even if I'm not caught I'll have to change
my name and live as an outcast"
oh, said Jenny, what does that mat
ter, if you're free and honest? Don't be
afraid Mr.. Sinclair, I'm sure it'll be all
right"
Something in the simple earnestness of
| the girls tone touched him.
An, he said, you give me fresh hope.
l shall never forget setting eyes on you
from the boat yesterday morning You
made me feel more ashamed of myself than
anything that's happened to me yet May
God help mel"
He WILL" said Jenny, "and I'll often
pray for you. Dad don't pray much-I
wish he weren't so fond of money
Perhaps it's lucky he is. Otherwise he
wouldn't have helped me-"
'Oh, Mr.. Sinclair, visible d-he'd help
you without. I would''
"You have helped me, Jenny. III get
clear out of this you'll have helped me to
be a better man-youll have given me a
new life. And that's more than money can
do"
And the girl smiled at him in grateful
thanks.
Mark Allen kept sharp lookout for his
prisoner until a couple of days time Sir
John Sinclair appeared. He posted all
the way from Reading, taking the precau-
ton to enter Porthaven in disguise. His
greeting with his son was of the coolest
nature.
81 am willing to help you, of course" he
explained, and we must at once arrange
some means to get you out of the country.
But you must perfectly understand that
you have disgraced your family and that it
is my wish that you should never return
home"
I'm not likely to do that" said his son.
soon be forgotten
THAT is sensible" replied his father
''And of course you'll not attempt to hold
sny communication with home?"
Never
And Jenny who overhead somehow
flushed red with indignation-not against
the criminal.
At length it was settled that Henry Sin
clair, under the name of Marsh should
go to the Cape. Mark Allen understood,
for the sum of 9100. to get his passage
booked in a vessel that was about to sail
thither from Porthaven, a merchant ship
captained by friend of his. With a prom
Use to lodge some money at bank in Cape
Town, and a parting gift of couple of
1O-pound notes to his son, the stiff old bar
-onet took his departure. Two or three
nights afterward Mark Allen brought his
boat silently against the little stage be-
reath his window. The lattice was opened
and the escaped convict carefully let him.
self out. Standing for a moment on the
rough planks he gazed upward at face
that was looking down on him through the
darkness.
Goodbye Jenny" he said, 81 shall
send you word somehow, to let you know
how l am getting on
'Good-bye."
Come alcng" muttered her father.
The young man reached up took one Of