{"1": {"fulltext": "IPS 3515\\n0515\\n|C6\\n1900\\nCopy 1\\nir ^Ir\\nrtr\\ni:f ii?\\nf ^jb i tl:^\\nl:^ jb rl?\\nvl? vIlT\\nilT\\niiy\\niy i?\\nrfr tfr\\n^1?\\ni?\\ni? i?\\nThe Convict s\\nDaughter.\\n^fft 4^ 4^\\n^j^ iij^ 4^\\nii^ iii^\\n4^ 4* 4^\\ni|lft A^it\\n4 i i|^\\n4^ 4^\\n4^ 4^\\nk^ ijfi ii^^\\n4^ i|^ i|4 i^\\n4:* \u00c2\u00abf4 4^ 4^\\n4|4 4^ 4^\\nii? ir\\nr!b \u00c2\u00bbIt r^\\nTJb tIt\\ntJ? rj^ tf?\\ni:^\\n^It Tjb\\nr^ Ir jb\\nIt if\\nii? ^T i^\\n^i^\\ntt? 4^ 4*", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "The Convict s Daughter.\\nA DRAMA IN THREE ACTS\\nBY\\nMarius D Hoogesteger.\\nACT I\\nLangdon s Country Residence.\\nClaiming Another s Child.\\nACT II\\nSanford s Lodgings.\\nA Father s Sacrifice.\\nACT 1 1 1\\nParlor, Langdon s Residence in Town.\\nLiberty and Vindication.\\nCopyright. 1900. by MaRIUS D. HoOGESTEGER.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "52386\\ni-lbn*ry of Cor^f -nm\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0^wo Cofits Received\\nSEP 27 1900\\nCopyright entry\\nSECOND copy.\\nDelivered to\\nORDE\u00c2\u00ab DIVISION,\\nOCT 17 I9UU\\nCAST OF CHARACTERS.\\nJOE SANFORD An Esoe^d Convict\\nDAVID LANGDON A Retired Business Man\\nDUDLEY WESTON A Stock Broker\\nPHILIP RANDALL A Young Lawyer\\nDANIEL WHITFIELD A Yankee Farmer\\nMRS. LANGDON\\nHELEN Reputed Daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Langdon\\nDOLLIE WHITFIELD A Pert Young Miss", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "5^^\\nTHE CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nACT ONE.\\nSummer residence of the Langdon s on the Hudson. A gar-\\nden. tSet house left Stone wall, back; gate, center. Rustic\\nseat, right center. Table and chairs, left center. Stage\\nCiear, and door of house partly open as curtain rises. Dollie\\nheard singing:\\nJust a little sunshine,\\nJust a little rain.\\nJust a little happiness, etc.\\n(Enter Dollie with broom and sweeps stoop.)\\nDOLLIE Oh, dear me! It seems as though I never would get\\nthrough with the work this morning. I generally have Helen to\\nhelp me, but when that fellow of her s is here she wastes all her\\ntime on him. Hello! here comes dad!\\n(Enter Dan Whitfield, right.)\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Well, Dollie, this seems to be an awful long\\nmorning.\\nDOLLIE Yes, I should think so. I have been busy all the\\ntime and I ain t half through yet.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Are you all alone? The folks gone away, have\\nthey?\\nDOLLIE All except Mrs. Langdon. Say, dad. I m getting\\ntired of staying here doing other people s drudgery.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 There, there, little one, you must not say that.\\nMrs. Langdon is good to you, and so is Helen.\\nDOLLIE Yes, when that fellow of her s ain t around to take\\nup all her attention.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh, well! he ll be gone in a day or two. You\\nmay be doing the same as she is before long, Dollie.\\nDOLLIE Yes. you ketch me at it.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 You re a likely girl, Dollie. There ain t one\\nin the neighborhood your age that can do the work you are\\ndoing, and I won t be surprised if some day you will be some\\nother man s housekeeper.\\nDOLLIE I think too much of you, dad. Of course, I won t\\nsay that I m never going to get married because I might change\\nmy mind, but it won t be for a long, long time.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "4 THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 It s too bad Dollie, that your mother had to be\\ntaken away, but we ll get along the best we can. You be a good\\ngirl and mind Mrs. Langdon, and there ll be no trouble. Mr.\\nLangdon and a gentleman from town will be here to dinner today.\\nDOLLIE I suppose Mrs. Langdon knows they are coming?\\nWHITFIELD Yes. I suppose you will wiaat some vegetables\\nfor dinner. Just give me a basket and I will get them for you.\\n(Dollie gets basket from house.) There s no use scolding her,\\nshe means well, only she s a little thoughtless. (Dollie hands\\nhim basket.)) What do you want today, Dollie?\\nDOLLIE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh! I don t know.\\nWHITFIELD Some corn, butter-beans and cabbage?\\nDOLLIE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Yes, that will be enough. (Exit Whitfield, right.)\\nMr. Langdon and another gentleman. That means more work,\\nI suppose.\\n(Exit Dollie into house. Enter Helen Langdon and Philip Ran-\\ndall, center.)\\nHELEN Well, Phil., what do you think of our country home?\\nPHILIP It is a beautiful place, and I am sorry to be obliged\\nto leave it so soon.\\nHELEN Must you go away?\\nPHILIP Yes, I cannot possibly stay later than today, but be-\\nfore I go I must ask you a question.\\nHELEN I wonder what it is? (Helen seated, right center.)\\nThese flowers we picked will make a lovely boquet.\\nPHILIP They are beautiful, and doubly so when in your\\nhands.\\nHELEN Why, Phil., you are getting poetical!\\nPHILIP Oh, no! Miss Langdon, and if 1 were a poet I could\\nnot do justice to my theme. I believe you can guess the question\\nI wish to ask you.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I don t know, Mr. Randall.\\nPHILIP I think it is unnecessary for me to tell you that 1\\nlove you.\\nHELEN How should I know, when you have never said a\\nword about it.\\nPHILIP il think you have discovered it long ago. There are\\ncertain little signs, which no observing person will overlook, that\\ntell the story too plainly; and even now it is difficult for me to\\nfind words to express the depth of my affection.\\nHELEN Oh, fie, Mr. Randall, you can plead a case in court,\\nand yet you are at a loss for words to tell a girl that you love her.\\nPHILIP ^Had I felt assured that you regarded me favorably I", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 5\\nwould not have hesitated to ask you to become my wife, but a\\nnumber of more clever men have been showing you such marked\\nattention that I had but little hope that I could win the suit.\\nHELEN It was nothing but society flattery, and meant noth-\\ning whatever.\\nPHILIP\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Then you do love me, Helen?\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Yes, Phil., how could you doubt it?\\nPHILIP I cannot now, Helen. (Kisses her.) When are you\\ngoing to make me happy?\\nHELEN Whenever you wish.\\nPHILIP Then the wedding day cannot be far distant.\\nHELEN I must put these flowers into a vase. Excuse me\\na moment.\\nPHILIP No, let me go with you.\\n(Exit both into house.)\\n(Enter David Langdon and Dudley Weston .center.)\\nLANGDON Ah! Dudley, there s nothing like country life after\\nall. People may talk about the pleasures of the city, but I al-\\nways look forward to my summer in the country with the keenest\\ndelight.\\nWESTON The country is all well enough for rest and recrea-\\ntion, after the season in town, but would you care to live here the\\nyear round?\\nLANGDON Indeed I would! Here is where my boyhood\\nwas spent, and here would I like to end my days. Since I re-\\ntired from active business I have spent more time here than in the\\ncity.\\nWESTON Opinions differ, of course. For myself I prefer the\\ncity with its life and activity; there I can watch every change in\\nthe markets.\\nLANGDON Ah! Dudley, you have the natural instinct of the\\nspeculator. You live too fast, my boy; this worry and anxiety\\nis wearing on you. Take my advice, engage in some legitimate\\nbusiness; the profits will come slower but you will be better off\\nin the end.\\nWESTON I am all right, Mr. Langdon. I know the ropes\\nnow, and I m going to make my fortune one of these days.\\nLANGDON You have a remarkable gift for business, Dudley,\\nbut with all your ability you have been a trifle wild: a little too\\nfond of sport.\\nW ESTON I am thinking of selling my racing stock and quit-\\nting the turf entirely. I may as well settle down now as any\\ntime.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "6 THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nLANGDON An excellent idea. Then you intend to marry?\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Yes, if Helen will have me.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Helen!\\nWESTON Yes, she is the only girl I care anything for.\\nLANGDON But she is a mere child.\\nWESTON In this age, Mr. Langdon, there are no children\\noutside of the nursery.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Do you think that she\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nWESTON Cares for me. I am doubtful, still a word from\\nyou\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Stop right there, Mr. Weston. Do you think I\\nwould use my influence over that child s heart? No, if Helen\\never decides to marry it will be of her own free will.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Well, I meant no offence.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Then we ll drop the subject.\\n(Enter Helen from house.)\\nHELEN Why, papa, you here! I didn t know you had come.\\nGood morning, Mr. Weston.\\nWESTON Good morning. Miss Langdon. This is a lovely\\nmorning.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Yes, delightful.\\nLANGDON Excuse me a moment, Mr. Weston.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Certainly.\\nLANGDON I will be back directly, and then, if you wish, we\\nwill look over the place. (Exit into house.)\\nWESTON I am glad we are alone. Miss Langdon. I have\\nbeen waiting for this opportunity. Won t you be seated?\\nHELEN Yes, if you wish it. (Seated chair, left center.)\\nWESTON Helen, I am at a loss to understand the coldness\\nwith which you have treated m.e of late. I hoped that my un-\\ntiring devotion would awaken in your heart an answer to that\\nlove which I cannot express in words.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Mr. Weston!\\nWESTON ^Surely you cannot doubt me. My actions must\\nhave spoken more eloquently than words, and now I must ask\\nyou for my answer. You have never confessed that you loved\\nme, but at times I have thought that my affections were in some\\nmeasure returned, and I have been led to hope.\\nHELEN ^Mr. Weston, I never gave you encouragement. I\\nhave told you plainly that I did not love you. I appreciate your\\nfriendship, but I can never become your wife.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Then you love another?", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 7\\nHELEN That may be true; but there will be no pleasure for\\neither of us in a discussion of that question.\\nWESTON Do not be too hasty in your decision, Helen. I\\nhave wealth, social distinction, and an indulgent disposition.\\nPromise to become my wife and your slightest wish shall be\\ngratified.\\nHELEN Once for all, Dudley Weston, let me tell you that\\nyour words are useless. No honorable man would ask a woman s\\nhand were he unable to win her heart. (Exit into house.)\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 .Within a week my note for ,$10,000 will be due.\\nThe bank has notified me that they do not wish to extend it, and\\nunless I can secure funds in time to meet it I am ruined. If\\nHelen Langdon would accept my proposal I could secure her\\nfather s endorsement until I had time to recover what I have\\nlost, and save my credit for future operations. She is the only\\nchild and will doubtless inherit the entire fortune. I must make\\nanother attempt. I will not be put off so easily when there is so\\nmuch at stake. (Goes up center. Enter David Langdon and\\nPhilip Randall, left.)\\nLANGDON So you and Helen have made an engagement of\\nmarriage? This is something of a surprise.\\nWESTON (A most confounded surprise.)\\nPHILIP Yes, Helen has promised to become my wife, and it\\nonly requires your consent to make us both happy.\\nLANGDON I want you to be happy, but unfortunately there\\nis an obtsacle in the way.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 (Good! I ll find out what it is.) (Listens.)\\nPHILIP I hope, Mr. Langdon, you have no objections to my\\nmarrying Helen.\\nLANGDON None whatever. The objection, if any, will come\\nfrom you, or, at least, from your family.\\nPHILIP\u00e2\u0080\u0094 My family? On what grounds?\\nLANGDON On the grounds of family pride; they might ob-\\nject to your marriage with a woman whose parentage is a mys-\\ntery, whose birth may have been in shame.\\nPHILIP\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What do you mean. Mr. Langdon?\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Helen is not my child.\\nPHILIP\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Sir?\\nLANGDON Her real name is Helen Cartwright.\\nPHILIP But Mrs. Langdon speaks as if she\\nLANGDON Mrs. Langdon believes Helen is her ovvn child.\\nSit down, my boy, and I will tell you the whole story. One day\\nwhile we were out driving the horses became unmanageable and", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "8 THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\noverturned the carriage, throwing my wife violently to the\\nground. Before she regained consciousness a child was born to\\nus, but it died the following day. The doctor, fearing that when\\nmy wife recovered, the shock of discovering that her child was\\ndead might permanently unsettled her mind, advised me to sub-\\nstitute another; the daughter of a poor woman who lay\\ndying at the home of one of my tenants. The dying mother\\ngladly consented, and pledged me to name the child Helen.\\nYears have come and gone, and my wife s affection for her has\\ngrown so deep and fervent that I have never dared to undeceive\\nher. Had Heaven blessed us with another babe I should have\\navowed all, as it is, I have I emained silent.\\nPHILIP ^Her father s name, you say, was Cartriglit?\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Yes, Thomas Cartwright.\\nPHILIP\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Who was he?\\nLANGDON No one knows. The doctor and the wife of my\\ntenant Bailey alone knew the secret of Helen s birth. Both are\\nliead.\\nPHILIP And no other persons have any knowledge of it?\\nLANGDON None but ourselves.\\nPHILIP Then let her bear your name until she has taken\\nmine. Whoever her real parents are, she is worthy of any man\\nliving.\\nLANGDON You are a noble fellow, Philip. It may be that\\nyour father would object to this, but in my heart I believe we are\\ndoing right. (Exit into house.)\\n(Weston comes down center, looking left.)\\nWESTON Ha! ha! None but ourselves. Was there ever\\nanything so fortunate? All is not yet lost. Let me see. I\\nthink I have all the facts, name, place, date, etc. I must find a\\nfather for Helen; some bold, quick-witted, reckless devil who will\\nsell his soul for money. Ah, my lady! you may now be com-\\npelled to accept my attentions, and in a short time you will be\\nglad to accept my offer of marriage. As the old saying goes,\\nThose who laugh last, laugh best. (Exit, left.)\\n(Enter Joe Sanford, center, singing or whistling.)\\nJOE iWell, this is a pretty fine looking place, but I guess I ll\\ntackle it, although I m afraid it wom t do any good. People that s\\nhardly got enough for themselves will generally invite you in, and\\ngive you the best they have in the house, but when you strike a\\nplace like this yoti are lucky if you get a handout. No dogs\\naround, so here goes. I ll spring the same story of hard times\\nand no work, and then give the girls a jolly about their splendid", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 9\\ncooking and the advantages of living in the country. (Knocks\\nat door Dollie appears.) Good morning, Miss, would you be so\\nkind as to give a poor man that ain t had a mouthful in two days,\\nand can t get any worK, a little something to eat?\\nDOI^LIE Wait a minute and I ll call the dog. Here, Sport,\\ncome here.\\nJOE Oh, never mind bringing on the dog; I don t eat sausage.\\nDOLLIE You don t! You must be a high toned tramp.\\nJOE Yes, Miss, I had a good bringing up.\\nDOLLIE Who are you, anyway?\\nJOE I m nobody.\\nDOLLIE Where did you come from?\\nJOE Nowhere.\\nDOLLIE Where are you going?\\nJOE To the same place I come from.\\nDOLLIE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What do you do for a living?\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Nothing.\\nDOLLIE Then why don t you go to work?\\nJOE Well, I ll tell you. Miss, it s like this; when I m hungry\\nI ain t got strength enough to work, and when I ve had enough\\nto eat I don t have to. See!\\nDOLLIE You must get money somewhere to keep that nose\\nof your s colored up that way.\\nJOE Sometimes I strike somebody that s dead easy, and get a\\ngood suit of clothes for nothing. That s something I ve got no\\nuse for, and so I sell em.\\nDOLLIE And blow the money for whisky? You must like to\\ndrink.\\nJOE It comes natural. I was raised on a bottle.\\nDOLLIE That s no sign you ve got to live on it now. I was\\nraised on a farm, but I don t expect to stay here all my life.\\nJOE No, I suppose you ll go to the city, and get married.\\nDOLLIE Me! Not much! I ve got trouble enough now.\\n(Enter Helen, left.)\\nHELEN Why, Dollie! you here. I ve been looking all over\\nthe house for you.\\nDOLTJE I m entertaining a visitor; the worst specimen of\\na tramp I ve seen in a long while.\\nJOE Well, I ain t a professional beauty, that s a fact, and if\\nyou ll just wrap me up a little somthing to eat. I ll promise you ll\\nnever see me again.\\nHELEN Certainly you can have something to eat. Come\\nright into the house.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "10 THE) CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nJOE No, thank you, Miss, I ain t fit for that. Just give me\\na handout.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 A what?\\nJOE I mean just give me something I can eat out here.\\nDO-LLIE (Aside) ^When she s seen as many of tliese fellows\\nas I have she won t think so much of them.\\n(.Enter Dan Whitfield, right.)\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Well, I ll be hanged! If tramps ain t getting\\nthicker than mosquitoes around here. They seem to take this\\nplace for a free lunch coiunter. Well, stranger, what ye looking\\nfor? Tain t work, I ll be bound!\\nJOE It s no use these hard times, pardner. There s too many\\nbetter men after the same thing. To tell the truth, this silver\\nand gold, 10 to 1 business has just ruined me.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I should think you would be the last one to be\\naffected by it.\\nJOE You re off there, pardner. I was one of the first to feel it.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 How s that?\\nJOE ^It brought about too much competition in my business.\\nWHITFIELD That s so, there s altogether too many tramps\\naround here.\\nJOE Yes, there s so many amateurs in the business that even\\na professional can t make a living.\\nWHITFIELD Let me give you a little advice.\\nJOE ^I ve got enough now to start a Sunday school. I need\\nsomething more substantial.\\nWHITFIELD I suppose you ve had your breakfast.\\nJOE No, not lately. You see, I get my meals so uncertain I m\\na little rocky in my dates. There s nothing will so upset a man s\\ndomestic economy as eating yesterday morning s breakfast for\\ndinner day after tomorrow.\\nWHITFIELD Dollie, you had better give him something to\\neat.\\nDOLLIE Helen has gone after it now. I suppose she will\\nbring on all the victuals she can find in the house. (Enter Helen\\nwith waiter, etc.) There didn t I tell you so.\\n(Dollie exit into house.)\\nJOE Well, if this don t beat anything I ve struck in a monlh!\\nWHITFIELD Willie Whiskers, you re in luck this time, sure\\nenough. (Exit, right.)\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Thanks, Miss. This is the first decent meal I ve sat\\ndown to in some time.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 11\\nHELEN I should think you would bo better off if you stayed\\nat home.\\nJOE It s many a long year since I ve known the meaning of\\nthat term. No, whether I m in the hills of New England or the\\norange groves of California, it s all the same to me.\\nHELEN Then you are a regular tramp?\\nJOE Nothing else, Miss. To tell the truth, I ve been in more\\nstrange places, seen more curious people, eac more queer grub,\\nand drank more mean whisky than any man out of jail.\\nHEIjEN I m awfully sorry for you.\\nJOE Don t waste your sympathy on me, I ain t worth it.\\nI ve got used to this sort of life and it don t worry me.\\nHELEN If you will stay here I ll ask papa to give you some\\nwork.\\nJOE^Well, I don t knovv. It s so long since I ve done anything\\nof that kind I ve most forgot how.\\nHELEN What are you accustomed to doing?\\nJOE I ain t got no trade. I am too light for heavy work,\\nand too heavy for light work. I guess I d better stick to my\\npresent occupation.\\nHELEN I m sorry I can t do anything for you.\\nJOE Never mind me, Miss. I ve always got along up to date.\\nI don t really live, I just exist, like any other fungus growth.\\nHELEN Is there anything more you would like?\\nJOE No, thank you, I d explode if I eat another mouthful.\\nI m a thousand times obliged to you.\\nHELEN You re entirely welcome, I m sure. (Exit Helen, left.)\\nJ0E3 She s a lady, anyway. The kind you don t meet every\\nday. If there was more of them I d get my meals with greater\\nregularity. These doughnuts just fit my stomach. I ll take em\\nalong; there s no telling what luck I may have the rest of the day.\\n(.Enter Dudley Weston, left.)\\nWESTON What are you doing here? You miserable beggar!\\nJOE First place, I m no beggar second place, I ain t miserable,\\nI m happy as the day is long.\\nWESTON You appear to have considerable nerve. I am\\nlooking for just such a man. If you will do a little work for me\\nI ll pay you well for it.\\nJOE I m at your service. What s the job?\\nWESTON It requires a sharp, bold, quick-witted fellow.\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 All right. What s the plant?\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 There is a young lady living here by the name of\\nLangdon. Her supposed father is immensely rich.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "12 THIS CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nJOE Yes, go on.\\nr\\nWESTON I want you to assume the name of Thomas Cart-\\nwright, and claim her as your child.\\nJOE And after I ve claimed her, what then?\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Then you will take her away.\\nJOE To live with me in poverty?\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Yes, certainly.\\nJOE Say, Misteir, I m a tramp; a ragged, dirty, good-for-noth-\\ning tramp, but before I d be as mean and contemptible as you are\\nI d drown myself in a sewer so the rats could eat me.\\nWESTON Do you expect me to take that from you, you im-\\npudent beggar?\\nJOE I suppose you are considered a gentleman?\\nWESTON In the eyes of the worid, yes. I can tell you this\\nmuch, a word from me will go farther than you imagine. So it\\nwill pay you to keep on the good side of me.\\nJOE The good side of you? I didn t know you had one I\\nthought yoai was bad all through.\\nWESTON You ll have reason to think so if you don t keep a\\ncivil tongue in your head. Who are you, anyway?\\nJOE I m a New York dude in disguise.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I think I ve seen you before.\\nJOE I shouldn t wondei I ve met some pretty tough custom-\\ners.\\nWESTON Your name is Joseph Sanford.\\nJOE Correct, pardner, except that my first name ain t Joseph\\nand my last name ain t Sanford.\\nWESTON il want to tell you a story from real life.\\nJOE Well, life is short. So boil er down.\\nWESTON Sometime ago a gentleman was visiting Sing Sing\\nprison, and left his overcoat in the warden s office. On returning\\nfor it he was surprised to find it on the back of a trusted convict.\\nOn atempting to call the guard he was knocked senseless by the\\ncowardly ruffian, who effected his escape wearing the gentleman s\\ncoat and hat. I am the gentleman who was robbed, while you\\nare\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 At last! At last!\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Joe Sanford, the jail bird.\\nJOE I offered to return the coat to you, but you tried to call\\nthe guard, and T wuokl have been punished for trying to escape.\\nIf you know what that meant you would not blame me.\\nWESTON ^Now that you see I m acquainted with your past\\nhistory I think you will listen to my proposition.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 13\\nJOE In Heaven s name, man, don t ask me to injure one who\\nhas befriended me. Have you no heart? No pity? I can t do\\nthat. I can t do it. (Sinks to ground.)\\nWESTON You know the consequences of your refusal.\\nJOE Spare me I Spare a miserable wretch! Here on my\\nknees I beg for mercy.\\nWESTON Do you see the prison walls? The solitary cell,\\nthe lash?\\nJOE] Yes, I see it all. I can t go back to that place of tor-\\nture, that living death. I ll do your dirty work.\\nWESTON I thought you would come to your senses, you\\ncowardly cur.\\nJOE (Rising) Yes, call me a miserable, whining cur, for no\\nhonest dog would bite the hand that fed it.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh! Cut that! I don t admire such sickly senti-\\nment. You must make the claim at once. I will give you the\\nnecessary instructions. See that you follow them to the letter,\\nor I will hand you over to the authorities as an escaped prisoner.\\nCome with me and I will explain to you fully w^hat I wish you to\\ndo. (Exit Weston and Joe through, gate, to right.)\\n(Enter Mr. and Mrs. Langdon, from house.)\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I must tell you about Helen, David. Some-\\nthing that may surprise you.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 No, Philip has told me all.\\nMRS. LANGDON They are to be married soon. I dread our\\napproaching separation. (Enter Helen.))\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Mamma.\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 My dear child.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 You look sad.\\nMRS. LANGDON I am thinking of the future. You are hap-\\npy, and I rejoice at it; but you are going away, and I have a\\nstrange presentiment today that I shall lose my child forever.\\nHELEN Dear n^other, we shall not be separated. We intend\\nto remain here with you.\\nMRS. LANGDON My child, how happy you have made me!\\nT am foolish to think you would leave us.\\nLANGDON I am satisfied that we did right. They are happy\\nand the secret will never be known.\\n(Exit Mrs. Langdon and Helen, right. Langdon sits on bench.\\nright.)\\n(Enter Joe Sanford. center.)\\nJOE So this is Langdon s home. The dove cote that I ve\\ncome to rifle. It s i desperate game I m playing, and I m a nice", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "14 THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nsubject to be claiming their daughter; but there will be a day of\\nreckoning for the devil who has driven me into it. (To Langdon.)\\nI beg pardon, sir, I would like tO see Mr. Langdon.\\nLANGDON That is my name. What can I do for you?\\nJOE I am looking foir a long lost child.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I fail to comprehend.\\nJOE Oh, no! you don t, sir; no, you don t. The child in\\nquestion is here in your house.\\nLANGDON Nonsense, man! There is no child here by my\\ndaughter.\\nJOE You mean the one you call your daughter, for your child\\ndied on the day following its birth.\\nLANGDON Silence! My wife and daughter do not know of\\nthis.\\nJOE Then I ll speak lower. \\\\ou see, sir, the girl s real\\nfather\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Is he living?\\nJOE I shoiuld say he was.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Do you know him?\\nJOE il am his dearest friend and most intimate acquaintance.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Then you are\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nJOE Thomas Cartwright.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What shall I do? Oh, my wife, my child!\\nJOE Excuse me, please; my child.\\nLANGDON Your child, if you prefer. How did you find her?\\nJOE It was quite a job. 1 was put on the track by a man\\nnamed Bailey.\\nLANGDON Bailey is dead. Perhaps you are deceiving me.\\nJOE I should have presented myself before but I was unwill-\\ning until I obtained the necessary proofs.\\nLANGDON Enough, I am entirely at your mercy.\\nJOE I am sorry to disturb the comfort of a well regulated\\nfamily but\\nLANGDON If half my fortune will purchase your silence, it\\nis your. You do not answer. Name any sum.\\nJOE I regret to say it is impos-sible.\\n(Eenter Helen and Philip, center.)\\nHELEN Papa, do we intrude?\\nLANGDON No, I have something to say to you. (Aside.)\\nHow can I tell her? (Aloud.) My poor child! I have a terri-\\nble secret to relate.\\n(Enter Mrs. Langdon, right.)", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 15\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Husband, what is the matter? What is\\nthis man. doing here?\\nJOE My business here, Madam, is to claim my daughter.\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Sir!\\nJOE That beautiful young lady by your side is not your\\ndaughter, but mine.\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What do you mean, sir?\\nJOE Ask your husband.\\nHELEN Father, answer us.\\nJOE You see, he is silent. Madam, during the time you lost\\nyour wits your own child died; and, by the advice of the dootoir,\\nyour husband substituted in its place this girl, who is my\\ndaughter.\\nMRS. LANGDON W^ho shall say my child is dead when she is\\nhere with her arms about my neck, clinging to her mother as she\\nhas ever done through storm and sunshine. Your story is false,\\nsir. Leave the place immediately.\\nLANGDON No, let him remain. Since the fatal secret has\\nbeen disclosed, let me explain. You have heard the truth, our\\nchild died when it was but a day old. Fearing that your reason\\nwould not on its return bear the intense shock of such a loss, we\\nplaced in your arms the child of a poor woman who had just\\nbreathed her last.\\nJOE And that poor woman was my poor wife, as I have just\\nproved to your husband.\\nMRS. LANGDON But, sir, you will not take her from me. I\\nrecognize your rights, but think, she has been a child to us so\\nlong.\\nJOE I know you ve been a good mother to her even if you\\nain t her mother, but it ain t natural\\nPHILIP Surely you will let her remain?\\nJOE I m sorry to say, it is impossible. She must be known\\nto the world as my child, and in order to preserve my authority\\nI have decided to remove her to my own house at once. See\\nher when you like. My house will be open to both of you, and to\\nthis gentleman. But now I am compelled to say she must go\\nwith me.\\nPHILIP You wretched vagabond! Would you drag her from\\nsuch a home as this, and disgrace her by letting the world know\\nshe is your child.\\nLANGDON (Stopping him) Philip, he is her father.\\nTABLEAU.\\nMrs. Langdon and Helen, R. Langdon and Philip, L.\\nSanford. C.\\nCrKTAIN.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "ACT TWO.\\nA poorly furnished room, door center and left. Table at right,\\nat which Helen is discovered crocheting. Small rosewood or\\nmahogany box on table, containing locket and letter.\\nHELEN Ten days now ten long days since I left them.\\nThey seem like years to me. I cannot understand why father\\nshould take me from them when he could have seen me at any\\ntime. In his rough way he is very kind to me, but perhaps he\\nTv as jealous of my love for them. It is strange, I wrote and\\ngave them my address, and not one of them has come to see me.\\n(Enter Joe Sanford, center.)\\nHELEN I m so glad you have returned, father.\\nJOE I didn t expect to be gone so long. Have you been lone-\\nsome?\\nHELEN Yes, I m so nervous when I am alone.\\njoe: I got into an argument with a fellow on the money\\nquestion. It s a mere waste of time to talk politics. You are\\nsure to meet some old fool who won t agree with you.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What is the matter, father?\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Nothing at all, child.\\nHELEN What s troubling you; is there anything I can do?\\nJOE No. Tell me how you have spent the day.\\nHELEN As I spend every day, father, thinking.\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 About what?\\nHELEN About my friends; those whom I called my friends,\\nfriends no longer, for they have forsaken me.\\nJOE You forget Mr. Weston. He has been here nearly every\\nday.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Even Philip!\\nJOE (Aside) Philip was her sweetheart. What a fool I am!\\nHELEN (Looking at clock) I didn t notice it was so late,\\nbut i U have supper ready in a few minutes.\\nJOE It ain t necessary for me, child. Get something for\\nyourself, but I m not hungry. (Joe about to smoke.)\\nHELEN Are you going to smoke, father?\\nJOE Yes, but dont be afraid, my dear, it won t hurt me. I m\\nused to it. (Lights pipe.)\\nHELEN Oh, dear! I suppose I must learn to accustom myself\\nto it. (Coughs.)\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What s the matter; got a cold?", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 17\\nHELEN No. don t mind me, go on.\\nJOK\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Go on, what?\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Smoking. (Coughs.)\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh, it s tLe tobacco, is it?\\nHELEN Never mind; I ll get used to it.\\nJOE Looks like it (Puts pipe away.) Can t stand the to-\\nbacco smoke. No doubt the girl s been nicely brought up. I\\nmust cut this dodge of being father, it won t answer. Weston\\nmust get her off my hands. I m not a father, but a house-maid;\\nnot a gentleman of leisure, but a young lady s travelling com-\\npanion. (Gets hat and is about to go out.)\\nHELEN Are you going out again, father?\\nJOE Yes, for a few minutes. You don t minu, do you?\\nHELEN My mother I mean you know whom I mean so\\nspoilt me that I m afraid of being left alone. She was always\\nwith me. (Joe puts hat away.)\\n(Enter Weston, center.)\\nHELEN Mr. Weston, is there any word?\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 None, I regret to say.\\nHELEN Not from mamma? They cannot have forgotten\\nme; yet this is the third letter you took.\\nWESTON I drove out to see them this morning. They were\\nabout to leave, and I learned that they intend to spend the re-\\nmainder of the summer at the sea-shore.\\nJOE! That s devilish queer.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 It s true, nevertheless.\\nHELEN Philip does not know, or surely he would come to me.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 He has gone abroad, I hear.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Then they have all forsaken me.\\nWESTON They no doubt feel that you are lost to them, and\\nendeavor, if possible, to forget you.\\nHELEN (Crying) Gone! Gone! Oh my second mother, have\\n1 lost you as I have the first? Oh, Philip! To think that you\\ncould be so base.\\nWESTON Do not waste your tears on them, Helen. Forget\\nthose who have forgotten you.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I cannot! Oh, I cannot!\\nWESTON When your grief has subsided, and your eyes, no\\nlonger dimmed by tears, can see more clearly, you will find in me\\na faithful friend, with a devoted heart, that loves you.\\nHELEN Do not mock me in my misery. If you could induce\\nmy mother to come to me you would earn my undying gratitude.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "18 THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nWESTON Write once more, Helen, and you can rely on my\\ndoing all that is in my power to assist you.\\nHELEN Excuse me a few moments. I will write another\\nletter. Perhaps if you deliver it in person she will answer.\\nESTON-^With pleasure, if you wish it. (Exit Helen, left.)\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Well, Joe, how are things going?\\nJOE All right. I m Thomas Cartwright, and she s my daugh-\\nter, sure as cheating.\\nWESTON By the way, did you have much tro Uble with the\\nold folks when you took her away?\\nJOE The old lady was going to have me throwed out, but the\\ngovernor told her I was telling the trutn, and then she begged\\nme to let her keep the girl; and then there was a young fellow\\nthere, her brother or lover, I guess, who was going to interfere,\\nbut the old man quieted him, and then I had it all my own way.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 You re a noble feiiow, Sanford.\\nJOE Yes next to you I m the most contemptible thing th\u00c2\u00abl\\never drew breath.\\nWESTON Hold on! I won t stand insult from yO U.\\nJOE I m only speaking the truth. If you think you can\\nmake me forget what a wretch I am by flattering me you are\\nmistaken. I had a daughter, who if she is living is about Helen s\\nage, and if any one treated her as I am treating this girl I would\\nkill him as I would a snake that bit me.\\nWESTON I don t care to argue the question. How does she\\nta.ke it?\\nJOE No doubt she is delighted with these elegant apartments.\\nWESrON So she complains of them, does she? I expected\\nthat.\\nJOE Oh, no! She believes that I furnished them, and I\\nhaven t told her of the gallant gentleman who takes such an in-\\nterest in her weiiare.\\nWESTON You seem to be sarcastic this evening. Perhaps\\nit may be well to remind you that I can still make good my\\nthreat.\\nJOE Well, make it good if you choose. You can t do it\\nwithout upsetting your own plans. You can t do worse than send\\nme back to prison, and I would sooner be there than here, the\\nway things are going.\\nWESTON What s the matter; does she make it too hot for\\nyou?\\nJOE On the contrary, she is too affectionate and obedient.\\nShe couldn t be more so if she were my own child. It is this", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 19\\nwhich forces me to realize what a friend I am. My very soul\\nrevolts at the outrage. It s heart-rending to hear her speak of\\nher parents. She thinks they have forsaken her, when God\\nknows they must be hunting high and low for her. If she must\\nstay here allow her parents and friends to visit her.\\nWESTON I cannot permit any one to see her now; even Mr.\\nand Mrs. Langdon must be kept in ignorance.\\nJOE But I told them they could see her at any time, and the\\nyoung gentleman; her lover, I presume.\\nWESTON Confound him! He, of all persons, must be kept\\naway from her. Now see here; I thought you had nerve but you\\nseem to be unable to withstand a few tears.\\nJOE Well. Dud., I m heartily sick of the whole business. I\\nbecame your confederate to help you get hold of some of the old\\nman s money, but not to drive a poor girl crazy, or prehaps to kill\\nher outright.\\nWESTON Oh! she is not being abused as much as all that.\\nI suppose she does miss her home and friends but she will have\\nto get used to it.\\nJOE Well, I wish you would make some other arrangements\\nand get her off my hands. I would sooner be behind the bars than\\nto stand this much longer. There I would have no misery but\\nmy own to think about. (Enter Helen, left, with letter.)\\nWESTON Ah! Helen! You have finished your letter?\\nHELEN Yes. Will you deliver it for me?\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Certainly. (Takes letter.)\\nHELEN Tell my mother I am dying to see her, and tell her\\nwhere she can find me.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 With the greatest of pleasure. (Exit Weston,\\ncenter.)\\nHELEN I canot understand why mamma does not answer my\\nletters. She must be ill, or she surely would send me word or\\ncome to see me.\\nJOE Yes, she took good care of you, much better than 1 can;\\nstill I m going to do my damn ^I mean my level best to make t\\npleasant for you.\\nHELEN I have no doubt, father, that you are doing all you\\ncan for me.\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I know I m not particularly handsome. You get your\\ngood looks from your mother. My manners are not what you\\nhave been accustomed to, but still, I am your father.\\nHELEN Yes; and if it wasn t for Philip Randall\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nJOE--Guess I don t know him. Who is he?", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "20 THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER-\\nHELEN He is a gentleman who\\nJOE A gentleman; I thought I didn t know him.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I was\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nJOE His sweetheart. Yes, I see. I had a sweetheart once.\\nI loved her. Oh, how I loved her!\\nHELEx i I know my poor dead mother\\nJOE Your mother? No, not by a jug why, yes, of course,\\ncertainly it was your mother. but never mind, tell me about\\nPhilip.\\nHELEN We were to have been married soon, and now I\\nhaven t seen him since I left home.\\nJOE Does he know your address.\\nHELEN Yes, Mr. Weston has told him and Mr. and Mrs.\\nLangdon.\\nJOE Tell me where he is, and I will make sure that he knows\\nwhere to find you.\\nHELEN ^No, father, my heart reproaches me for doubting\\nhim, but I wuo ld not have you ask him for the world.\\nJOE Perhaps it would not do to invite him to such a place\\nas this, I didn t think of that.\\nHELEN Oh, no! father, it isn t that, but it is possible that\\nhe knows our address and doesn t wish to come. (Knock at\\ncenter door.)\\nJOE Who can that be? (Goes to door. Philip enters.)\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Why, it s Philip!\\nPHILIP Yes, Helen, I ve found you at last.\\nHELEN Tell me, my mother, is she well?\\nPHILIP Your mother; alas! the separation has nearly proved\\nfatal to her.\\nHELEN My poor mother! How she must suffer.\\nPHILIP Yes, she has been under the doctor s care ever since\\nyou left.\\nHELEN Why did you not come to me?\\nPHILIP Not come to you! The day after your departure we\\nwent to the address given us by your father to find that you were\\nnot there and that no such person had eveir lived there.\\nHELEN But I put this address on my letters.\\nPHILIP Letters! You have not written.\\nHELEN I have written nearly every day since I left you.\\nPHILIP We have not received a single line.\\nHELEN How strange. But pardon me, you remember my\\nfather, do you not, Mr. Randall?\\nPHIL.TP Mr Cartwright, I am pleased to meet you again.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 21\\nOur former meeting was not under very pleasant circum.stances,\\nand I trust you will pardon me for my actions on that occasion.\\nJOE Yes, I would not have remembered if you had not re-\\ncalled it. So this is Philip. My daughter has often spoken of\\nyou.\\nPHILIP No doubt, then, she has told you of our engagement.\\nJOE Yes, she has referred to it.\\nPHILIP Then I have the honor to ask j-our consent to our\\nmarriage.\\nJOE Would you marry the daughter of an outcast?\\nPHILIP She is the only woman in the world for me.\\nJOE But your family, they will object.\\nPHILIP Not when they know that the happiness of my life\\nis at stake.\\nJOE Well, let me see; marriage is a serious business. I do\\nnot want to decide the matter now. I must have a litle time to\\nthink it over.\\nPHILIP I hope you will consider your daughter s happiness\\nas well as mine, and allow her to keep her engagement.\\nJOE I must have a few days time. Her circumstances are so\\ndifferent from yours that your parents would object, and perhaps\\nlater you will yourself repent of this rash declaration.\\nPHILIP You need have no fear on that score, Mr. Cartwright.\\nI only ask that you give me an opportunity to prove ray sincerity.\\nJOE Young men of wealth and fashion are not usually so\\nanxious to marry poor girls. I have seen something of this\\nworld, and it has caused me to lose faith in human nature.\\nPHILIP I hope, sir, that you do not consider my attentions\\nother than honorable?\\nJOE No, but it is well to be on the safe side. My sole desire\\nis for her happiness. I have been an outcast so long that it\\ndoes not matter what becomes of me.\\nHELEN Why, father! We would not think of leaving you.\\nYcu shall come and live with us.\\nPHILIP Certainly, nothing would give me more pleasure than\\nto have you make your home with us.\\nJOE Your devotion seems to be genuine. Phil., my boy, you re\\na brick, you re a whole brick-yard! Take her and be happy.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Dear father!\\nJOE How beautiful she is: those eyes, such a resemblance;\\nbut, pshaw! what am 1 thinking about; her name is Cartwright.\\nshe cannot be mv child.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "22 THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nPHILIP How strange it is that none of your letters reached\\nus.\\nHELEN I gave the last one, the one written today, to Mr.\\nWeston to deliver for me. He said that you had gone abroad,\\nand that my father and mother I mean Mr. and Mrs. Eangdon\\nhad gone to the seashore.\\nPHILIP Then he was trying to deceive you.\\niiiiiLEN Philip, you must go to my mother and let her know\\nwhere I am staying.\\nPHILIP Yes, I will hasten to tell them the good news, and let\\nthem know where to find you.\\nHELEN You will come again tomorrow, Philip, and bring my\\nmother?\\nPHILIP Yes, if she is able I will drive over tomorrow. Until\\nthen good-bye. (Exit, center.)\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Good-bye Philip. I knew that Philip did not know\\nmy address. How Mr. Weston has deceived me. (Goes to stand\\nand takes up locket.)\\nJOE I wonder what Weston will say when he learns that I\\nhave given my consent to my daughter s marriage with Philip\\nRandall. My daughter! I am beginning to call her so even\\nwhen I m alone. I suspect that he has designs on her himself,\\nand for that reason made me her father. It s only a part I m\\nplaying, but when an actor plays a part he is bound to make the\\nmost of it; and if I must play the father s part I ll do it well. No\\nfather would give his daughter s hand to such a man as Weston,\\nand though I was compelled to take her from her home I will\\nnot be guilty of forcing her into such a marriage.\\nHELEN (Placing locket around her neck) My mother s\\nlocket! Perhaps she wore it next her heart, as I will from now\\non (addressing Joe). On the day I left home Mr. Langdon gave\\nme this box which he said was from my mother. Among the\\nthings it contained was a letter. Do you wish to read it, father?\\n(Hands letter.)\\nJ0I5 (Aside) It is a sacrilege for me to touch it. You can\\nread it to me, if you like. It was undoubtedly meant for you.\\nHELEN (Opens letter and reads) To my daughter:\\nJOE (Aside) If her real father is described there she will\\ndiscover all.\\nHELEN My dear child; in a few hours I shall have passed\\nfrom this earth, and if you live to read this letter I hope it will\\nfind you happier than she who wrote it. You will be adopted by\\nMr. ?rd Mrs. T anedon. who believe my name is Oartwright; that", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 23\\nname was merely assumed by me to escape the disgrace of your\\nfather s imprisonment. I confess that I acted hastily in leaving\\nhim, for I now believe that he was innocent, and should you ever\\nmeet it is proper that you should knew him.\\nJOE Good Heavens! What is this? (Takes letter from her\\nand reads.) You will be brought up as Helen Langdon, but your\\nreal name, like mine, is Helen Sanford.\\nJOE My child. My child! My own child! And it was I\\nwho dragged you from your happy home; the hand that dragged\\nyou down was mine, your father s.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Dear father!\\nJOE Child! Child! You can never forgive the wrong I\\nhave done you.\\nHELEN There is nothing to forgive, father.\\nJOE To save myself a worthless vagabond I took you from\\nyour home, from those who loved and cared for you, and brought\\nyou to such a place as this. Why was I cowardly enough to\\nlisten to him. Why didn t I strike him down when he first pro-\\nposed it to me? Tis but just to find that the victim of the plot\\nis my own child.\\nHELEN No one can blame you, father, for demanding your\\nown child.\\nJOE To think that after all these years, when I had despaired\\nof finding you, I should be thus degraded in your eyes. Tis\\nheaven s retribution. The hand of providence that punishes the\\nguilty.\\nHELEN Then, father, your name is not Cartwright?\\nJOE No, it is Sanford, and you are my child, as the letter\\nstates. Your mother assumed the name of Cartwright, and a\\ncontemptable scoundrel, knowing the circumstances of your adop-\\ntion and supposing that was her real name forced me to assume\\nthat name and claim you as my chx.d, but I will make amends for\\nwhat I have done, and return you to those who have a better\\nright than I to call you their daughter.\\nHELEN No, father. I am your child, and I will remain with\\nyon; no matter what hardships may come I will love and care for\\nyou.\\nJOE Oh! child, child! I am not worthy of such love. You\\nwould honor a name upon which I have brought disgrace. (Knock\\nheard at door.)\\nHELEN It is Philip returning with a message from my\\nmother. (Opens door. Weston enters.) Oh! it is Mr. Weston.\\nWESTON Yes. do I surprise you?", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "24 THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nHELEN ^I was expecting Philip to return.\\nWESTON Philip! How did he learn of your address?\\nHELEN Not from you, for you have suppressed all my letters.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Miss Cartwrightl\\nHELEN My name is Sanford, not Cartwright.\\nWESTON There must be some mistake.\\nJOE^ Her name is the same as mine. Any fault to find with it?\\nV/ESTON No, but this surprises me.\\nJOE This is all in my part, you know.\\nWESTON So this is your work, is it? You shall pay dearly\\nfor this outbreak of virtue. ^our daughter, I am sure, will not\\nbelieve the story.\\nHELEN Indeed I do, in spite of anything you can say. You\\ntold me that the noble family who reared me had forgotten me;\\nthat Philip no longer loved me; that they had all forsaken me.\\nMr. Weston, you lied.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Helen, I\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nHELEN I repeat it, sir, you lied.\\nJOE You see, sir, she is learning her part.\\nWESTON ^I must confess that I deceived you, but I did so\\nwith the best of intentions. I wished to be your only hope, yoiu*\\nonly friend. I wished it because I love you.\\nJOE He loves her! Bah! (Helen looks at him contemp-\\ntuously.)\\nWESTON I am aware that you will meet this avowal with\\ndisdain; but there is a future, and in that future I may hope. I\\nlove you as fondly as Philip and no obstacle stands in the way of\\nmy union with you. as to Philip, even if his relatives did not\\ninterefere, your father would never listen to your entreaties.\\nJOE Hello! Your re making me out a nice character. I m\\nnot a brute nor a tyrant.\\nWESTON Well, then speak for yourself, but remember I am\\nacquainted with your past history.\\nJOE Would you force her to buy my freedom by marrying\\nyou\\nWESTON Everything is fair in love and war, and the day\\nwill come when she will think of me less harshly.\\nHELEN I never loved, even when I respected you. What\\nmust my feelings be towards you now?\\nWESTON I am young and influential, and have the means to\\nplace you in your own circle again. I will take you from the\\nhome of this wretched tramp.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Stop! You shall not insult my father. Whatever", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICTS DAUGHTER. 25\\nhe is, he is a gentleman at heart, a word not understood by men\\nlilce you.\\nWESTON How sad it is that my education lias been neglect-\\ned. Perhaps I might learn from your outcast father. He must\\nhave been well schooled among his fellow convicts.\\nHELEN You coward. My father will refute that falsehood.\\nWESTON You may ask him how long it is since he wore\\nstripes; how long since he escaped from prison; and while you\\ndo this I will call the officer to arrest him.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 The officer?\\nWESTON Yes. This man ycur father is an escaped con-\\nvict, and I propose to hand him over to the authorities.\\nHELEN Mr. Weston, have mercy! What good will it do you\\nto send an innocent man to prison?\\nWESTON He is not innocent. He was tried and convicted of\\nforgery.\\nHELEN Is there no way this disgrace can be avoided?\\nWESTON There is, if you wish to avail yourself of it.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 And that is?\\nWESTON Become my wife and T promise you your father\\nshall not be molested.\\nHELEN Do you compel me to sacrifice myself in order to save\\nmy father from prison?\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Decide; a husband for you or a dungeon for your\\nfather. (Helen hesitates.) Give me your answer.\\nJOE iStepping between them.) You want your answer. You\\nshall have it in one word. No! Go to your room, my child. I\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0will settle this matter with Mr. Weston. (Exit Helen, left.)\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 No! who says so?\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I do.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What are you?\\nJOE! I am nothing.\\nWESTON Then you ve no right to interfere.\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Indeed I have, a father s right. She is my child.\\nWESTON Your child? You contemptible convict.\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh! I forgot. I m not her father, it s only a part I am\\nplaying, but still you ll find that I have studied it and can act it\\ntrue to life.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What do you mean?\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I mean that I m following your instructions. Twas\\nyou who cast me the character and insisted on making me her\\nfather. You little knew what you were doing then; and now\\nthat I am her father I intend to act as such.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "26 THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nWESTON Oh! drop this farce; when she is my wife\\nJOE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Your wife?\\nWESTON Certainly. Old man i^angdon of course thinks just\\nas much of her as ever, and will no doubt give her a handsome\\nsum for a wedding gift.\\nJOE And that s what you re after. Well, you ve forgotten\\none thing, and that is that you will have to obtain my consent.\\nWESTON Of course; I will make it all right with you.\\nJOE No, you can t make it all right with me. I won t toucii\\na penny of it.\\nWESTON Do you refuse to carry out my orders? You for-\\nget.\\nJOE I forget nothing, Mr. Weston. She is my daughter,\\nand I will not force her to marry a man she detests even to save\\nmyself.\\n(Knock at center door. Enter Langdon and Philip.)\\nJOE So you ve returned, Philip. I didn t expect you any\\nmore tonight.\\nPHILIP Mr. Langdon was anxious to see Helen, and I re-\\nturned with him.\\nLANGDON My wife and I both wanted to see her, but she\\nwas unable to leave the house. You did not give us the correct\\naddress or we should have called before.\\nJOEJ That is something I am not responsible for. When I\\ngave it to you I thought it was correct. (Enter Helen.)\\nHELEN Oh! Papa! I am so glad to see you. (Kisses him.)\\nHow is mamma? I am so anxious about her.\\nLANGDON She was not strong enough to venture out. She\\nhas been very miserable since you left us. (Helen turns to\\nPhilip.)\\nPHILIP We shall not be separated again, Helen.\\nLANGDON So, Dudley, we can thank you for this. Philip\\ntells me that Helen gave you the letters which we never received.\\nWESTON I cannot see why he shciuld be so interested in her.\\nLANGDON You can t? I thought you were aware that he\\nintends to make her his wife.\\nWESTON Mr. Randall, unless you are a hopeless idiot you\\nwill never marry her. You with your proud family and aristo-\\ncratic relatives marry the daughter of a convicted foger, who has\\njust escaped from prison?\\nPHILIP Do you expect me to believe that after the way you\\nhave lied to Helen? Even if your story does prove true, I intend\\nto marry her. (Officer enters and stands at door C.)", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 27\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Just in time, Officer! There s your bird.\\nJOE (Aside) I am in his power, but thank heaven, there is\\nstill a way for me to save my child from this disgrace. (Ad-\\ndressing Weston.) Say, pardner! Suppose you show us the\\nconvict that dares to call himself the father of that girl.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Then it is not true?\\nJOE Yes, it is true as Weston says. I am an escaped con-\\nvict, and he, knowing this, threatened to send me back to prison\\nunless I assumed the name of Cartwright and claimed her as my\\nchild. It s a lie from beginning to end. I am not her father.\\nTABLEAU.\\nHelen and Philip, L. Sanford and Langdon, C. Weston, R.\\nOfficer at door.\\nCURTAIN.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "ACT III,\\nHandsome parlor. Opening center showing hall and staircase.\\nHall lighted. Doors, right and left. Writing desk and chair, left.\\nTable, right. Papers and magazine on table.\\nLANGDON Discovered at tabie reading.\\n(Enter Mrs. Langdon, left.)\\nMRS. LANGDON Husband! here is something I wish to ask.\\nyou about. It is an invitation to Mrs. Nay smith s reception.\\nI wish Helen would consent to go, but as she does not care to, I\\noresume we shall have to send regrets.\\nLANGDON I am sorry; I think it would do her good to get\\nout. She is making herself sick worrying about her father.\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I am afraid Mrs. Naysmith will be offended\\nif we do not accept her invitation. She of course knows nothing\\nof this unfortunate affair, and we cannot tell her. I feel the\\ndisgrace as keenly as if Mr. Sanford were my husband and Helen\\nmy own child. i\\nLANGDON How much better it would have been if the secret\\nhad never been unearthed. If it had not been for that villain\\nWeston, a man whom I had befriended and assisted, you and\\nHelen would have been spared the pain of discovering you true\\nrelationship, and her father would still be leading the careless,\\napparently happy life he was when we first saw him.\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 No, I think it is better for all of us that\\nthe truth has been told. I believe that the trials through which\\nwe have passed have strengthened the bonds of affection between\\nHelen and me, and as for Sanford, he would probably have been\\nnothing but a tramp for the rest of his days, but now he has some-\\nthing to live for, and I believe he loves Helen as dearly as we do.\\nLANGDON Yes, poor fellow! Underneath his ragged coat\\nar.d reckless manner he had a kind heart.\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Ah! if he only knew the sleepless nights\\nand anxious days she has spent on his account.\\nLANGDON And if he did it would only add to the heavy bur-\\nden he has to bear. You and Helen have suffered, but think of\\nthe torture he must endure realizing that he has been the cause\\nof it.\\nMRS. LANGDON It will soon be a year since he was taken\\nback to prison.\\nLANGDON When I think of Weston s actions in this matter", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 29\\n1 cannot restrain my feelings. To think of what that child has\\nsuffered on account of his rascality.\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 It is a terrible thing to have hanging over\\nus. Sooner or later the truth must come out. Thus far we have\\nbeen able to keep it to ourselves, but it cannot remain hidden\\nforever. I am not feeling well. I think I will lie down a few\\nmoments. I have such a dreadful headache.\\nLANGDON Can I do anything for you?\\nMRS. LANGDON No, I think not. I shall be better presently.\\n(Exit Mrs. Langdon, left.)\\nl^ANGDON ^Sanford made the only sacrifice in his power to\\nsave her from disgrace. If the fortune that I have accumulated\\nduring a long and active business career could restore to him his\\ngood name, I would gladly part with every dollar of it and con-\\nsider it well spent.\\n(Enter Dollie, left.)\\nDOLLIE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Mr. Langdon.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What is it, Dollie?\\nDOLLIE Mrs. Langdon wants to speak to you.\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 All right, I ll go to her immediately. (Exit, left.)\\nDOLLIE Oh, dear mel Who ever did see such a state of\\nthings. Helen sits around the house looking sad and Mrs. Lang-\\ndon is sick about half of the time, and all on account of that old\\ntramp that happened to stop at our place last summer. If I\\nhad only known he was going to make all this trouble I would\\nhave chased him off the farm myself with a broom-stick. The\\nidea! Two ladies like Mrs. Langdone and Helen taking on so\\nover that good for nothing critter just because he has got back\\nin jail again where he belongs. I just know that Philip Randall\\nis coming here tonight, because I caught Helen crying a little\\nwhile ago. You bet I wouldn t cry if my beau was coming to see\\nme. (Bell rings.) There he is now. (Without.) Step right\\ninto the parlor. (Enter Weston followed by Dollie.) (Aside.)\\nPshaw! it wasn t him at all.\\nWESTON I believe you are the same girl I used to see down\\nin the country last summer.\\nDOLLIE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 \\\\\\\\Tiat a wonderful memory you have. I believe you\\nare the same fellow that hung around there so much trying to\\nmake a mash on Helen.\\nWESTON You have got your dates mixed, my little girl.\\nY ou are thinking of Philip Randall.\\nDOLLIE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh, no, I ain t! I guess I know Philip Randall.\\nWESTON Does he still come here to see Helen?", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "30 the: convicts daughter.\\nDOL,LIE Yes, nearly every day. (Aside That s a whopper.)\\n(Aloud.) He is going to marry her.\\nWESTON Oh! he is? When is this interesting event going\\nto take place?\\nDOLLIE I don t know exactly. I ll ask Helen to send you\\na card.\\nWESTON Yes, do. I suppose it won t happen until her\\nfather gets out of jail.\\nDOLLIE Oh! That s the same story you tried to fool us\\nwith last summer. You know it s a lie.\\nWeston Oh, no! it isn t. It s true.\\nDOLLIE Well, if he really is her father, and stands as good\\na show of getting out of jail as you do of getting in, he ll soon\\nbe a free man.\\nWESTON (Bows sarcastically.) Thank you. You will oblige\\nme by informing Mr. Langdon I am waiting to see him.\\nDollie bows and exits, left.)\\nWESTON I wonder what the old man will have to say when\\nhe finds that the money he gave me to invest for him has been\\nlost in speculation. I may as well make a clean breast of the\\nwhole matter. He has trie d to arrange an interview with me\\nseveral times, but I had hoped to be able by hook or crook to get\\nmoney to square myself with him, and if some of my friends to\\nwhom I have lent money at different times would come to my\\nassistance I might have a different story to tell. (Enter Lang-\\ndon, left.)\\nWESTON Mr. Langdon, I presume this is rather an unex-\\npected visit.\\nLANGDON I must confess that I was not looking for it.\\nWhat is the matter Dudley? You look worn and haggard. Have\\nyou been ill?\\nWESTON No, I have been worrying a little over business\\nmatters, otherwise I am all right.\\nLANGDON I am sorry to be obliged to contradict you but\\nyour countenance betrays you. You deceive yourself, but I\\ncan see that the life you are leading is ruining you, body and soul.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What fault is there to find with my mode of living?\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 What fault is there to find with it? Look at\\nyourself and answer that question. Does your appearance indi-\\ncate that it agrees with you? No! Your face is pale and care-\\nworn. Your hand is unsteady. Your step lacks the lightness\\nand buoyancy of youth; you are growing old when you should be\\nin your prime.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICTS DAUGHTER. 31\\nWESTON Well, we have but one life to live and we may as\\nwell enjoy ourselves. A short life and a merry one, is my motto.\\nLANGDOlN That is the mctto of those who, like yourself, fail\\nto appreciate the opportunities of life; who think only of then-\\nown pleasure regardless ot its consequences upon others.\\nWESTON \\\\ou have no right to speak to me like that, sir.\\nI am no criminal, and I do not wish to be treated like one.\\nLANGDON Why should I bandy words With you? You have\\ntle.ibeiately pmnged into specu.ative schemes and neglected your\\nbusiness; which may not have been criminal, but which looks very\\nsuspicious, and has swept away all the confidence people once had\\nin you.\\nWESTON It is true that I have been unfortunate in some of\\nmy ventures, tut a man must take some chances or he can expect\\nno returns.\\nLANGDON But when a man acts as agent for others and dees\\nnot carry out their orders his intentions may not be criminal, but\\nhis actions are certainly open to suspicion. I have been more\\nlenient with you than I ought to have been, but I wished to give\\nyou an opportunity to straighten cut your affairs if possible. I\\nhave called at the office to see you, but was never able to find you\\nin. I have not even been able to find you at the club.\\nWESTON I have not bean there this season as I am no longer\\na member of the organization.\\nLANGDON You used to spend most of your leisure hours\\nthere.\\nWESTON So 1 did at one time, but those days are gone.\\nWhen I was prospering I always had plenty of friends, but now\\nthat I have lest my money my company is no longer agreeable\\nto them.\\nLANGDON You speak of losses, Weston. What do they\\namount to. It cannot be anything serious.\\nWESTON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 It is worse than that, Mr. Langdon, it is ruin. 1\\nplaced every cent that I could scrape together on margins when\\nI felt sure of a rise; but contrary to all predictions the market\\nfell, and T found myself penniless.\\nLANGDON That of course pertains only to your own funds.\\nYou certainly have not nsed what belonged to others in your reck-\\nless .and foolhardy venture?\\nWESTON Unfortunately, sir, I have used that in the same\\nway. I may as well be honest with you.\\nLANGDON Yes, do, for once in your life!\\nWI3?T0N I must confess that for the past two years I have\\nlive l beyond my means. I lost considerable money on different", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "32 THE, CONVICT S DAUGHTER.\\nraces and tried every conceivable way to regain it, but luclt lias\\nbeen against me.\\nLANGDON Luck against you! You infamous scoundrel!\\nThe man who bets another s money on horse races and uses it in\\nspeculations is not only a knave, bui a fool who courts cer-\\n.,aau casaster.\\nWESTON I admit that you are justified in saying that, but\\ncircumstances should be taken into consideration.\\nLANGDON There are no extenuating circumstances in your\\ncase, none whatever. Ycu are not only a spendthrift, but a thief.\\nWESTON Yes, I admit it. In my feverish desire for wealth\\nI have not hesitated to use any means, however dishonorable, to\\ngain it. I have even committed crime.\\nLANGDON If when you had squandered your own money you\\nhad turned your back upon the things that were leading you to\\ndestruction; if you had faced the future bravely, you would have\\nfound many an honest hand to help you; but you chose to cover\\nyour indiscretions with crime rather than to recover by hard work\\nand frugality that which you had so foolishly wasted.\\nWESTON I know I have nothing left. Money, friends, repu-\\ntation, all is lost!\\nLANGDON This explains your actions in attempting to force\\nHelen to marry you, when you knew she cared nothing for you.\\nI could forgive you for squandering my money, but I never can or\\nwill forgive you for the part you played in forcing Sanford to take\\nher from us, and sending him back to prison because he refused\\nto let you marry her.\\nWESTON That only shows how. desperate a situation I was\\nin. Drowning men grasp at straws, and I took those means to\\nsave myself from ruin and disgrace.\\nLANGDON And to save yourself you would disgrace others\\nwho were not to blame for your misfortunes. A man who would\\nenter the sacred relations of marriage under the circumstances\\nyou contemplated is to my mind the most contemptible creature\\nthat can be conceived of.\\nWESTON I have played my last card and lost, and I suppose\\nI will have to take the consequences.\\nLANGDON As far as I am concerned, you may go in peace.\\nYet when I think of the anguish you have caused my wife and\\ndaughter I am tempted to lay violent hands on you. Leave me,\\nlest my feelings overcome my judgment. (Exit Weston slowly,\\ncenter.)\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 To think that it has come to this. That the boy\\nwith such bright prospects: whose career I watched from boy-", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "THE CONVICT S DAUGHTER. 33\\nhood; should turn out to be an embezzler. Even now, with the\\nevidence before me I tan scarcely believe him capable of such\\nactions. (.Dollie passes cloor, center. Langdon exits left.)\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 (VVithoulJ\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Well, Dollie, I have found you at\\nlast.\\nDOLLJE (At center) Why, Pa! How did you happen to\\ncome here?\\nWHITFIELD Oh!. 1 got kind of lonesome down in the\\ncountry, so I thought I would come up and see the folks.\\nDOLLIE Let me take your hat and coat (takes them). How\\nis everybody down in the country, anyway? What s the news?\\nYou haven t told me a thing yet. (Enter Dollie and Whitfield,\\ncenter.)\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Well, just give me a little time. I ve just\\nbarely got into the house. There ain t any news in particular as\\nI know of. Old man Simpkins is down again with the rheumatiz.\\nHe ain t done a stroke of work in two months.\\nDOLLIE You don t say! Where is the school teacher board-\\ning this winter? At Deacon Smartweed s?\\nWHITFIELD No, Jim Hawley has got the school this year.\\nDOLLIE Well, Jim always was smart at books.\\nWHITFIELD They say he is a good one to keep the boys in\\norder, too.\\nDOLLIE How is Maggie Parsons? Ain t she and Cy Sloman\\nmarried yet?\\nWHITFIELD No, I guess she is willing enough, but I don t\\nthink he has got spunk enough to ask her.\\nDOLLIE Yes, that s the way. The men are supposed to do\\nall the courting, but most of them need some woman to show\\nthem how.\\nWHITFIELD Uell, DoUle, how- are you getting along here,\\nanyway?\\nDOLLIE Oh! I am having a great time. I m learning to\\nplay the piano, and I m going to dancing school this winter, too.\\nWHITFIELD That s all very well for rich folks, but a farm-\\ner s daughter had better be learning to cook and do housework.\\nDOLLIE Now see here. Dad! You ain t going to scold me\\nthe minute you get in the house, are you?\\nWHITFIELD No, I won t, Dollie; but I am afraid that after\\nyou have been here awhile longer with these fine folks you won t\\ncare much for us farmers any more.\\nDOLLIE No. sir; T often think of the old farm, and I ll always", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "34 THE CONVICTS DAUGHTER.\\nthink more of you than of any one else in the world. I only wish\\nyou would come to the city to live.\\nWHITFIELD ^Well, the city s all right for folks that s got\\nmoney like Langdon, but i think a poor man like me is just as\\nwell off in the country. You re having a good time here and I m\\nglad of it, but if you had your own row to hoe you would be\\nbetter off at home. (Enter Ivangdon left.)\\nLANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Well, I declare, Mr. Whitfield! I am glad to see\\nyou. How do you do?\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh! I am first rate, thank you. How are you?\\nLANGDON I am pretty well. Sorry I can t say the same of\\nMrs. Langdon.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Ain t she well? Sorry to hear it.\\nDOLLIE Excuse me. Dad. I ll be back in a few minutes.\\n(Exit, right.)\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 All right, Dollie. (To Langdon.) Ain t Mrs.\\nLangdon well? sorry to heart it. I suppose she still worries\\nabout that affair of last summer.\\nLANGDON Yes. She has never quite recovered from it. But\\nhow are things getting on down in the country?\\nWHITFIELD Fine; never see things looking better. Of\\ncourse there ain t much to do now except taking care of the stock,\\nbut we manage to keep busy tinkering around.\\nLANGDON I must come down some day when I get an op-\\nportunity and pay you a visit.\\nWHITFIELD Yes, do, and when you come bring the whole\\nfamily with you. I ll tumble you all into the big box sleigh, and\\ngive you an old-fashioned sleigh-ride.\\nLANGDON And then have a turkey dinner at the farm house.\\nI believe I should enjoy that immensely.\\nWHITFIELD Well, when you get ready to come just send\\nDollie down a day or two before, sO that we can get things in\\napple-pie order. Of course Jim and me can get along all right\\nwhen we are alone, but I wouldn t undertake to get dinner for a\\nparty of city folks.\\nLANGDON Certainly not, it s too bad that you have to get\\nalong without her as it is.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh, well! I don t begrudge her the good time\\nshe is having. She worked pretty hard all summer and I am\\nwilling she should enjoy herself a little now.\\nLANGDON Why didn t you let us know you were coming?\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Well, I ll tell you. David, I came on business.\\nI got a letter some time ago from one of them pension lawyers", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "THE C01 JVICT S DAUGHTER. 35\\nasking me to make application lor a pension. I don t hardiy\\nknow what to do about it. I goc to tUinKxng the mattei* ovei-\\nand I don t know whether I am entitita to it or not.\\nLANGDON That s for you to say, Dan. iou remember, don t\\nyou, that you and I were in the same company. Many a time we\\nfried our hardtack over the same fire.\\nWHITFIELD Yes, and drank cut of the same canteen. We\\nstood shoulder to shoulder in them days, David.\\nLANGDON Yes, you stood by the country when your services\\nwere needed, and now if the situation is reversed it is no more\\nthan right that the country should stand by you.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I hadn t thought about it in just that way be-\\nfore.\\nLANGDON You were never wounded, were you?\\nWHITFIELD No, never got a scratch, but I can remember\\nof being about half shot on one or two occasions.\\nLANGDON Here, Dan, have a cigar. You are used to pulling\\nweeds. (Whitfield makes one or two attempts to light match on\\nhis trousers Langdon lights his own cigar and holds match for\\nWhitfield.) Let s go into the other room where we can smoke\\nand talk over old times. (Exit both, right.)\\n(Enter Philip and Helen, center.)\\nPHILIP What is the trouo.e, Helen? i cu appear sad this\\nevening.\\nHELEN No, Philip, i am not myself these days. It is nearly\\na year since my father was taken back to prison.\\nPHILIP We all believe him innocent, and I am sure that we\\nwill soon be able to prove it.\\nHELEN Ah! I am afraid that even he has ^iven up all hop?\\nof that. We have heard nothing of him of late.\\nPHILIP Perhaps he is free.\\nHELEN And perhaps he is dead.\\nPHILIP I don t believe it. I feel sure that your father will\\n^^on appear with his good name restored; a man whom all will\\nbe proud to know.\\nHELEN Phil! Have you heard\\nPHILIP Nothing definite, but I feel sure that T may soon a^k\\nyou to fulfill your engagement.\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Do not speak of that now.\\nPHILIP But you promised a year ago.\\nHELEN That promise I renew. When my father stands be-\\nfore the world honored and respected I will willingly become you-", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "SEP S7\\n36 THli CUxWlCT S DAUGHTER.\\nvvij.e, but until then you must not speak of it.\\nPHILIP But if you father is at this moment a free man?\\ntiii;LEN Philip, you are not deceiving me?\\nPHILIP No, he will be here directly. (Looks center.) He\\nis here. (Enter feanford, center.)\\nHELEN\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Father!\\nSANFORD My dear child! How happy I am to see you\\nagain. Philip, my boy! (fchakes his hand.)\\nPHILIP I am the happiest mvan in the world, for Helen is\\nnow free to keep the piomi e she made to me a year ago, and be-\\ncome my wife.\\nSANFORD Take her, and accept with her a father s blessing.\\nMy children, this is the moment for which I have hopeu and pray-\\ned ever since the day I discovered I was her father.\\n(Enter Mr. and Mrs. i^angdon left.)\\nLANGDON Sanford! Is it possible, and a free man!\\nSANFORD Yes, at last I am able to greet you without a blush\\nof shame. (Enter Whitfield and Dollie, right.)\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Well, I declare! If here ain t the tramp.\\nDOLLIE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 iSure enough!\\nSANFORD A tramp and a convict no longer.\\nWHITFIELD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh! So you have been pardoned.\\nSANFORD Not only that, but Philip has secured positive evi-\\ndence that the crime fof which I have been imprisoned so long\\nwas committed by another.\\nMRS. LANGDON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 And by whom?\\nSANFORD By Dudley Weston, who succeeded in shielding\\nhimself and fastening the guilt upon me.\\nLANGDON And you have suffered all this time for a crime\\nthat he committed?\\nSANFORD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Do not speak of that, sir. Let us be thankful\\nthat the child who is so dear to all of us has passed out of the\\ndark shadow and is no longer the convict s daughter.\\nTABLEAU.\\nMr. and Mrs. Lang^don, L. Whitfield and Dollie R.\\nPhilip Sanford and Helen C.\\nCURTAIN.", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3116", "width": "1725", "jp2-path": "convictsdaughter00hoog_0040.jp2"}}