The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1874-07-25

repose i'm you the trust of my own history.
Let me tell You briefly Of my own career.
Robert Parton is the name have gone
by for many years. name have borne
for ten years Before that was known
under = different name You look mysti-
fed, but will explain all that you
desire to know.
''Ten years ago | was a resident
Golden State California. There
born, my mother having died when
Of a tender age. Reared in Sacram
City, my father the owner Of many mines
in the interior of the State, | received as
fair an education "A it was possible for one
to receive there, and at the age Of fourteen
! considered myself the son Of wealthy
father But one day news came from the
interior, and was informed that my father
had been killed IL fight with the Indians.
My fathers papers developed the fact that
he had speculsted rashly and that | was .
} penniless orphan. There was ayoung man
in my fathers employ at that time, about
twenty five, who was his confidential clsrk,
man whom but indistinctly remember
now, his name beng Gordon Carson. He
assured me that there was nothing left but
few letters from my father to persons in
the East and letter of instructions to me-
had always known that my father had
some friends in the East, but | knew not
where nor who they were. Mr.. Carson
was apparently very kind to me said that
my father had told him that if anything
should ever happen to him he was to
make a certain disposition Of that dis
position to be, that | should be left with
some old friend Of his Who this friend
l.. a n
reached the East, and | was to receive my
fathers letter and written Instructions
when | reached New York, whittier by
steamer around the Cape Mr.. Carson
was 10 accompany me- Those letters
never received, and to this day have had
no track of them. When we reached New
York was but a young and inexperienced
boy, at a large hotel, depending upon my
friends libershty to provide for my pres
ent contingencies and upon his honor to
hand over the package my father had left
me. Of course, the package was not a
valuable one, but as it contained letters to
my fathers friends, and as dId not even
know the names Of those friends, relying
entirely upon MIR. Carson, | was not in a
very pleasant situation when one morning
there came to me a rough booking old man
At the hotel Mr.. Carson had not been in
his room all night, and knew that some
thing had happened.
Sin a few words the man informed me
that Gordon Carson had met with an acci-
dent, having been drowned in a Hudson
river pleasure steamer His trunks, the
man said, had been lost with him, Mr..
Carson's evident idea being to come back
after me, but the steamer leaving sooner
than ne had expected, he was compelled to
go alone. So the man said. / was alone,
without dollar, and only because he had
been requested by Mr.. Carson to look af-
ter me in case anything should occur, he
would pay my fare to the tar West, where
there were plenty of chances to gain good
livelihood.
"As the papers Nere destroyed, and as
knew nothing better to do, followed the
advice Of MIR. Carson's friend, and to the
West | went. ! struggled hard, learned
fair trade, and was thriving well when
capital and tyranny were opposed by US.
Ten sturdy sons Of toll stood out the test
most manfully. But the prejudice was too
strong against US. We were compelled 10
seek work in other places | came here
to rest for few days, and then to gain
work. have not much money, but snffi-
cient to live on for a short time. The same
principles demanding justice to the rights
Of the workingman are here la the East
becoming spoken of. l must not be too
open, but a word for union and light will
never fail to speak when the opportunity
presents itself. But more of this at some
other time. And now, my friend, for
home, for the hour is late and in my room
We cali CONVERSE.
1t was but little that the tramp disclosed
to Robert Parton He was a mechanic,
he said a poor, hard working one. He
had a past bitter, hard one, at that
He was Union mana defender Of the
right But convicts voice And then
the old fierceness came into his face
He was not asked to reveal the past, and
he sought the first peaceful rest he had
known for years that night, with q new
impulse Of gratitude.
(To BE CONTINUED)