The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1904-06-04

This was the man whom sue hau N'''i
a. her fathers house. who had i"ds'n
with them at the button factory, ana "i
whom she had caught glimpse even al
Scdge Hill. Tots and John Jennings
we're in the main thoroughfare OF Hoi-
,.rue. both interested in the shops. when
hc touched Tots on the arm.
Don't Won know me- he asked in -
idsky voice
Tots gave littlc scream, and 'I"hs
p.orc closely to John Jennings
oh, don't let him take me ava!
she cried at once
Il don't want to take YOU away, beS-
sie-I only want to ask you how YOU
are. after all these months said Thomas
Eas,hcl. offering n very dirty hand +"
the child to shake.
Come. YOU let her alone. will yom:
.aid John Jennings sharply. John did
not admire the looks of the man VINO hau
forced himself upon the notice of Reu-
bcn's adopted child; John held Tots III
trust. and was watchful Of his charge.
The man before him was forlorn spcH-
,nen Of humanity, ragged and dirty iohh
lid not know Thomas Eastbell at tirst
sight but he was Judge OF dlsrep"ta-
hility-he Ind seen SO much OF II III
Hone street.-the had become so disr"put-
able himself.
II have as much right Ia the child as
You have" said Tom In n surly tone.
or as your master has. for the matter
of that. The child's shtole. anl you
know it,
Il don't know it.
And it's fatl.r will come to claim ii
precious quick, too--see if he dont-and
von Gun tell Mr. Culwict, too. dlreckly
you get home. Say Tom Eastbell told
him so--or Vizzohini. You ought TO
know Vizzobini of the SaxeGotha."
You are Thomas Eastbell. them
Yes, and | don't care who knows II.
Yon can give me IL charge il you like
say for coming last year. shall do it
myself in an hour or two, if you don't
Il hate the workus. aud it's awful cold
outside the prison. Where's Sally
Your sister, do you mean
Yes. of course I do" answered Tim;
she mint at Sedge Hill"
Never mind where she is.
'Oh. don't mind She won't help
ln"--I'm her only brother. and starving
IN the streets. But you can take my
compliments to her Mr.. Jennings. and
I'm to be heard of ut the Maggie.
Reuben was hard at Trumpet work
when John Jennings and Tots arrived
home with the news of their meeting
with Thomas Eastbell. He was working
against time somewhat but he set his
pen aside to listen to John Jennings
recital and Tots scared interpretations
paying particular attention to Mr.. East
belts information that the child would
he fetched away presently by her father.
and he said that Sarah might hear
of him at the 'MagpieY"
Yes" answered John Jennings.
John" he said suddenly. "you must
take letter to Sarah at once"
VERY well. Mr. Reuben"
Don't say anything of your meeting
with her brother"
Trust me for that" said John know
iogly.
SHE is not strong enough for any fresh
trouble" said Reuben. as he drew n sheet
of note paper toward him aud wrote very
rcuctantly an excuse for not being able
TO see her M he had promised. He aleg-
I'd no reason--he would explain when he
saw her. he said-and he re-read the
letter somewhat critically after he had
finished the writing of 1t. 1t was n
brief epistle; he should see her to-mor-
row, he hoped. and that would be time
enough for explanation of his breach of
promise. Sarah trusted him implicitly,
uad would know that only business of
Importance could keep him from her. She
did not expect long letter from him.
aud heap of reasons. at that busy hour
at the day. Let the letter go.
In the evening, somewhat late, Reuben
Culwick. not too fashiOnably attired, was
n, the Maggie" Ii was eight o'clock
OF later, when Thomas EastbelIs peck
alnrked coutuenance peered round one of
the swing doors. The Maggie" was
T0m's forlorn hope. lie had sent q
message To his sister. and she might at
tend to 1t. Who knows? He caught
sight of Reuben Cuwick, and his first
Impulse was 10 back into the street Then
he wavered: and while he was hesitatiag
Reuben came from the public house and
confronted him
You need not run away. Tom East
bell" said Reuben.
Il haven't done YOU any HARM" he
returned; II haven't done nobody any
harn-never. Al that you have heard
about me has been a pack of lies. I've
been rs honest as I could he. and this
is what comes of il. I'm hard up-Im
starving, Mr.. Culwick. haven't tasted
food to-day
Where are your friends?"
They turned me out of their house.
They said was a laundering fool. One
ot them kicked me. last time saw him. -
The CaptainT'
Tom Esstbel laughed sardonically.
NO. he can't kick. He broke both
Ais legs in the country. jumping from a
window of the button factory to get out
of the way of the police He can only
swear and cuss me now"