The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1911-05-04

brown nalr SttehkeCi With OutcrOnnings
Of =ray, smiled lndulgently upon her
he had agreed on her account TO place
Valentine in a good salaried position.
but as yet he had doubts as 10 wheth.
er he darei TO secure far the cx.convict
oxnctly the employment the girl de.
manded for him.
Now, sit down and listen, dad" the
girl said, crossing TO n sofa.
But, Rose, this is n most desperate
thing to do-pIck up an ex.convict and
put him in a bank Mr. Lane pro.
tested.
rs he an ex.convict If he was con.
victo1 unjustly?' argued the girl.
Didn't Uncle George say he was in
nocent?'
"Not exactly. He said there was a
chance that he might be-
But the governor pardoned him"
Guilty men have been pardoned."
The girl would not be gainsaid.
But want you to give this man q
chance, dada good chance. He risked
his life once to save me from insult"
She patted her fathers shoulder plead
ingly and affectionately.
~ know; know" declared Mr.. Lane,
"And you must see him" Rose was
becoming fearful of the end.
"oh, I'll see him. of course, but to
put him TO work in the bank-why
Rose, it seems like flying in the face
of Providence"
dad, doesn't it mean anything to
you that want 1t done?' Tears be-
gan TO gather in the girls eyes
why, OF course" relented the IA.
Their. Your mother left you 40 per
cent OF the bank stock, and that alone
would make me listen did you see I'll
to even ask 1t, but who knows about
him. and suppose it became known
who he was and what he had done?"
1--WE thought of al. that, and l want
sou to risk it, and my 40 per cent
wants you TO risk it."
And your heart, Rose?" The IN
Tiers keen eyes searched the young
girls beautiful face.
Rose returned his glance calmly.
Yes" she cried, rising and meeting
her fathers eyes untilnchlngly witt
her own: i've known men whC
thought they were heroes all my life
who talked of themselves and bored
me to death. And one day from 4
clear sky. when | was struggling ir
the arms of blear eyed brute who
beat me il dared move hand, this
man came.
"rhcre was no blare of bugles oil
anything but utter courage. He made
the ruifian leave me. His voice wa,
low. could scarcely hear what hi
said. but there was a note of com
mand and 4 threat of death in it, anc
the brute disregardcd 1t, and he mas
tered him, a beast twice his size. HI
fought silently and killed him. Ant
all my life that man owns me-"
Mr.. Lane was only half startled al
the open declaration Of his daughter
OF her admiration and gratitude fol
and sentimental interest in the ex
convict Jimmy Valentine. His train
cd intuition had already told him that
she was more than casually concern
ed in the fate of this mystifyine
young man, whose record was appar
emily so bad and whose personalit,
and ambitions were certainly impress
sive in their good qualities. TrutI
to tell, Mr.. Lane was considerable
disturbed at the situation. but lie dc
termined to accept 1t philosophtcally
for the present and to watch careful
y the future development.
"Rose!" the father exclaimed as the
girl concluded her statement. While
he had realized her attraction toward
the released prisoner. he had not
guessed of the depth of her feeling for
him.
ITS no good to be shocked, dad"
answered the girl. Its true. And
then he went to prison on the death
rattle Of a beast like that, and I'm
going TO make it good to him if he's n
man And he is; every drop of my
blood tells me so"
And you don't even know his
uame?'
Yes, l do"
"ne gave you one, know, but even
that
We'll, what of It? Docs a namc
mean anything to real men ard won.
en-? No The one comcs-the one in all
the world-and, well-that's all there
is to love"
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