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from his after fate; but there was no such man. He asked for
the chaplain. North was fighting the Convict Department,
seeking vengeance for Kirkland, and (victim of ‘clerks with
the cold spurt of the pen’) was pushed hither and thither,
referred here, snubbed there, bowed out in another place.
Rufus Dawes, half ashamed of himself for his request, wait-
ed a long morning, and then saw, respectfully ushered into
his cell as his soul’s physician—Meekin.
