Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1916-05-12

fold. He would ind Father Tn
Costigan. the man whom The detectives
had never got yet, the graybeard OF
seyenty-five who had lured him to
his own downfall. Father" kept a
warm spot in his heart for Red"
Red could hardly endure the de-
lays of the last few days. He smacked
his lips as in imagination he saw HIM
self at work upon the steel plates.
Red" felt the glamor Of the old world
anew. He squared his shoulders as
he left the penitentiary gates In his
new suit. and laughed deiiantly at the
admonitions Of the warden.
He made his way to New York. He
knew that Father" wa, stu alive.
Tie death Of so great man would
have rung through the walls Of every
penitentiary Il the country inside Of
few days.
And he found Father exactly
where he had expected--in Reganz
restaurant. Father" kept to his old
habits at seventy-three. Trailed day
and night, Father" laughed In the de-
tectiyes' faces. He had a genius for
organization; he knew how to select
others to do the dirty work for him.
Red" skunk In to Regan's. for now
he felt the prison shame Ipon him. and
tt, place had changed somewhat; IL
was gaudier and more glaring. But
robody knew him, and in a moment
he had spotted Father" in the old
corner. Red" was deciding whether
he should cross the restaurant to him
when he realized hat Father" was
talking to the young fellow who sat
opposite him, the two fenced in be-
tween the pewlike structures that Re-
gan's affects.
The memory Of his own downfall
came strongly over him. He had been
just such chap as this bright-eyed
boy who was bending forward and
listening to old Fathers" arguments
Red" slipped out of his seat, and,
unseen by Father" took place In
the seat behind the old man. The pew
like construction concealed him COM
pletely. but round the edge OF the
pew adjacent to the window REDS"
sharp ears could catch. the low-spoken
words.
ITS cinch," Father" was saying.
You're fool, boy, to worry over
losing that job. Every mans CRATER.
the ones who succeed are simply those
who don't get found OUT
Age had not dulled the edge Of "Fa-
theirs" tongue. Just the same words
Father" had used to him, Red" In
those years SO long gone by. Father
had made crook Of many decent
man with his damnIble sophistries.
Il don't know" muttered the boy
I've got to live. and lin tempted
Mr.. Costigan. II I'd ever knowL my
mother 1t might have been different
"Oh, women don't understand" said
Father" God bless all good women.
say. But it's mans world, boy, and
man has to fight with all means in
his power. Now that engraving abil-
1t of yours is simply genius crofts--~
Red" started as If an electric shock
had gone through him. "Crofts!" Il
was not common name. And his boy
would be about that age. And the
hereditary engraving power. which he
h mself had Inherited from his own
father! And the LOOK in the boys
eyes that had attracted him as mag
net. Blood found its own!
RED" leaped from his seat and CON
frontel the pair. He saw the amazed
recognition fame into Fathers face.
Red" raised one wrist, the muscles
hard as steel. Father" WINGED. He
lodged the blow.
But the blow did not fall. Father"
was an old man. and Red" was toe
happy to find the Toy. to see him
standing before him, alarm on his
face. wonder, stupefaction. in his
eyes.
Red" linked hie arm through the
lsd's and led him nom the restaurant
unreslsting. At the door, however,
the boy stopped and freed himself.
You I-e--you are" he stammered-
Your father" said RE-" softly.
And God sent me to you at just the
instant, Jimmy. You're coming home
with me now. and--and | guess we'H
run straight together"