But, fellow townsmen, my esteemed friend, Captain Salters, has expressed a wish to see Mr.Thomas, the father whose story you have heard to-day.
I happen to be in a position to gratify that wish.

Mr.Thomas, will you kindly come forward ?" Then from the rear of the hall Mr.Thomas came.

But the drunken rowdy of the night before had been transformed.

Gone was the scrubby beard and the shabby suit.

Shorn was the unkempt mop of hair and vanished the impudent swagger.