Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1880-09-23
NOT QUITE A TRAMP.
BY EDWARD wIuLKrr.
"No tramp wanted here,youne

ing and apparently an casy-go-
Q ing gentleman Of middle age,
0 who was standing over a gate,
. . looking out on the road. The
gate opened on a gravel walk
!, which led up to two-story cot
; tage house. In front of the
} house and at the sides,t the ground
was overloaded with rees,shrubs
} and flowcnng plants, which, to
J say the least of it, did not show
careful attendance. Altogether,
} it was a bright, cheerful and at
tractive place.
So Thought, no doubt, -ihe
stranger whose haltsnear the
gate had provoked Mr.. Horizons
utterance. He was not an ILL
looking young man-or boy, for
he could not yet be -twenty7one
but his Clothes were ragged
and dirty, his shoes were worn
and muddy, and his general APP
pearance was unkempt and dis
reputable.
He had stopped in the road,
and had directed at, the man, or
at the house, or at the grounds,
or at all three, a wistful look,
which might intimate a wish or
an entreaty. 1t was this look
which Mr.. Horton had answer
ed, when he addressed the young
fellow as a tramp, and advised
him to Jog along
81 am no tramp sir" replied
"You are not? Then your
looks surely belle your nature.
You can't deny that you have
all the symptoms"
"That is-true, sir. 1 know
that l am poor and ragged, but
l don't consider myself a tramp.
1 am looking for work.
Chats what they all say.
They are all looking for work,
and scared to death for fear
they will find it. To say that
you are looking for work is to
advertise the fact that you are
a tramp.
~ suppose 1 must be tramp,
then, but | wish | wasn't"
'You do?y That's one good
symptom anyway. Are you
sure that you wouldn'trun away
from work, If you should find
| it, or lie down and go to sleep
by the side ofit?" ialaem
81 am sure that ] am willing
to earn my living, and anxious
to get a chance 10 do SC" ."'ssUrb
"What sort of work can you
do?pyasked Mr.. Horton. 7 .Ey-l
erything in general and nothing
in Particular"
II know that l could put that
| yard of, yours in much, better
| trim than it Shows now aLs6G
"Humph! That don't offer
any opening. The flowers are
! fmyswife'sT pets, and she is like
the dog IL the manager about
them-won'ttouch them herself, |
4or suffer anybody else TO touch
4them." l,a .is
81 can draw your portrait, ,sir," |"
suggested the boy.
"You can? Are you wan
dering artist in disguise.
-"You asked me what l can
do, and | know that | can do
F;hatY ! .6Ex lGg g
a'Any Of the tools of that
| ltrade?"
! The boy produced from the
'hpocket of his ragged vest some
lcrayons and the Istumpofa lead
lpcncil.
+ "AlLright," said MI, Horton.
I"Come iil..''
He opened the gate and led
THE way to the house. On the
Evcranda were some chairs, one
lof which he offered to the boy.
/, "Want any tools?" he asked.
"a sheet Of drawing paper, if |
you have it." saaiH
Mr.. Horton brought out the
Required article, ciamped upent
a drawing board; also Some
crayon-hoIdcrs and sharp
Knife g I = - Il
"I am a sort of an architect"
he said, "and keep these things
Ron hand. But hadn't you bet
ter eat some lunch before you
begin this business? \ on on have
hungry look"
q am not, so hungry, sir, butt
that | am willing to earn a meal
before / eat it. Win you have
the kindness to sit down?p & III
USide face or front.71a3
~Side face, if you please.
can dc that the best"
Mr.. Horton seated HIMSELF \
presenting bis profile to the rag
Iged artist, who went to work
without more ado. His strokes
were quick, vigorous and artis-
tic, and in surprisingly short
time capital sketch of Mr.. |
Horizons head and shoulders APP
pcarel on thepaper.D That gen-
ltlanoaai iooknd af it and unnolxo,