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“Jenny! Jenny! is it you!” fell passionately from his lips, as he caught her in his arms, and kissed her fervently. “Bless you! Bless you, Jenny! This is more than I had hoped for,” he added, as he gazed fondly into her beautiful young face.

“They said you were not here,” murmured Jenny, “and my heart was in despair.”

“You asked for Mark Clifford?”

“Yes.”

“I am not known in the service by that name. I entered it as Edward James.”

This meeting, occurring as it did, with many spectators around, and they of the ruder class, was so earnest and tender, yet with all, so mutually respectful and decorous, that even the rough sailors were touched by the manner and sentiment of the interview; and mole than one eye grew dim.

Not long did Jenny linger on the deck of the —-. Now that she had found Mark, her next thought was to secure his discharge.

CHAPTER III.

IT was little more than half an hour after the Secretary of the Navy parted with Jenny, ere she entered his office again; but now with her beautiful face flushed and eager.

“I have found him!” she exclaimed; “I knew he was on board this ship!”

The Secretary’s interest had been awakened by the former brief interview with Jenny, and when she came in with the announcement, he was not only affected with pleasure, but his feelings were touched by her manner. “How is it, then,” he inquired, “that his name is not to be found in the list of her crew?”

“He entered the service under the name of Edward James.”

“Ah! that explains it.”

“And now, sir,” said Jenny, in a voice so earnest and appealing, that her auditor felt like granting her desire without a moment’s reflection: “I have come to entreat you to give me his release.”

“On what ground do you make this request?” inquired the Secretary, gazing into the sweet young face of Jenny, with a feeling of respect blended with admiration.

“On the ground of humanity,” was the simple yet earnestly spoken reply.

“How can you put it on that ground?”

“A young man of his education and abilities can serve society better in another position.”

“But he has chosen the place he is in.”

“Not deliberately. In a moment of disappointment and blind passion he took a false step. Severely has he suffered for this act. Let it not be prolonged, lest it destroy him. One of his spirit can scarcely pass through so severe an ordeal without fainting.”

“Does Mr. Lofton, his grandfather, desire what you ask?”

“Mr. Lofton is a proud man. He entertained high hopes for Mark, who has, in this act, so bitterly disappointed them, that he has not been known to utter his name since the news of his enlistment was received.”

“And his father?”

Jenny shook her head, sighing–

“I don’t know anything about him. He was angry, and, I believe, cast him off.”

“And you, then, are his only advocate?”

Jenny’s eyes dropped to the floor, and a deeper tinge overspread her countenance.

“What is your relation to him, and to his friends?” asked the Secretary, his manner becoming more serious.

It was some moments before Jenny replied. Then she said, in a more subdued voice:

“I am living with Mr. Lofton. But–“

She hesitated, and then became silent and embarrassed.

“Does Mr. Lofton know of your journey to Washington?”

Jenny shook her head.

“Where did you tell him you were going?”

“I said nothing to him, but came away the moment I heard the ship was expected to arrive at Norfolk.”

“Suppose I release him from the service?”

“I will persuade him to go back with me to Fairview, and then I know that all will be forgiven between him and his grandfather. You don’t know how Mr. Lofton has failed since Mark went away,” added Jenny in a tone meant to reach the feelings of her auditor.

“He looks many years older. Ah, sir, if you would only grant my request!”

“Will the young man return to his family! Have you spoken to him about it?”