St. Paul daily globe., 1888-08-11

"Why, you see the day before was
to suffer the disgrace of a foreclosure
and busting up, small cyclone came
along, tore the building all to pieces.
scattered the type and press over the
prairie and made me an object of SYM
pathy instead of contempt. The town
raised 500 to help me buy new outfit,
and started to Chicago. When | got
there L forgot to go back to Miner
county. Strange case of absentminded-
ness, wasn't it? But | had enough of
rustling to pay for C. O. d. packages of
ready-prlnts, | can tell you.
why don't l pay my fare instead of
beating my way on the railroads? Well,
that's good: why, Pm opposed
TO ALL MoNoPOLIES,
and 1t hurts my feelings to pay railroad
fare; it does, indeed. Some of the bows
ride the rods, but as for me | prefer the
blind baggage. You don't know what
blind baggage is? Why, that's the front
platform of the baggage car just behind
the tender. You get on after the train
starts ana and the brakesman can't
reach you, as there is no door into the
baggage car from the front end. Some
times the engineer and fireman turn on
the hose or heave chunks of coal at
feiloW, and for that reason prefer to
ride at night and keep low down OH the
steps. L consider it healthier.
DO you remember of reading in the
dallleS TWO years ago of printer being
Killed while stealing ride up on the
Northern Pacific. way out in Stark
county? No? Well, that boy, Harry
Hazard, was partner of mine. He was
union man-one of the best job and
newspaper printers in the West, and a
favorite everywhere. Work was dull at
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coast. We were tired of tramping when
we got to Valley City, and Harry said
he would
RIDE THE RODS.
1t was just after dark and says, 'Har-
ry, Tor the Lords sake stuff this old
gunny sack in the seat of your pants.'
for had tried the rods and knew
what it was. He did as | told him,
and after L saw him safe | SAYS. so
long, Harry and he says, so long,
jim, and L ran forward just as the train
was starting and climbed on in front of
the baggage car. L had splendid ride:
air was cool and | never sjOved a ride
more in my life. | was not discovered
until nearly three O'Clock in the morn
ing. when the train stopped at little
station out in Stark county. Then the
brakeman caught me by the collar,
gave me yank and kick and sent me
rolling down into the ditch just at the
train was starting. The moon had set
and it was quite dark, and / crawled
out of the mud and lay down by the
water-tank and slept until morning,
When l woke the sun was shining
bright and | started to walk to the
depot. hadn't gone far before | met
two men.
ssPHhera WAS man killed on tha traip
that went through last night said one;
you may know who he is, stranger
We went back up the track toward
the depot and soon came to the dead
boy. As | feared, it was Harry. He
was beautiful even in death. | think
he must have heard the racket when L
was thown into the ditch, tried
go get off to stay with me, missed his
trip and fell under the wheels.
Poor Harry was crushed to death in
stantly, the wheels passing over his
chest, but when we washed the blood
away from his mouth and out of his hair
and he was laid out, he looked as hand
some as ever. The coroner was sent for,
an inquest was held, and the next day
we buried him on little knoll near the
town. There were less than fifty peo-
pie i'll the place, but they all came to
the funeral. The preacher was an old
fashioned looking man. but he talked
like Christian and L haven't forgot it
since. Harry was so young and looked