The Arizona sentinel., 1888-04-14

HeeU 1OOu-IudG u0 WOulu De obliged to bunk under his case - in the waste box, or press-room-anywhere for want of a little money to procure lodging out side. None of the smart young print CTS who held regular cases on that en- terprising sheet could be expected to take to their respectable boarding places man so dirty and uncouth- looking as this tramp. Even if their hearts prompted any such action, the fear of being snubbed by their land ladies for the generous deed Over- ruled all thought in that direction. At half-past six one of the men con- ing into the room found the 'sub" seated on stool, resting one arm on his case, his hand covering his eyes. As he dii not look up the man spoke with pleasant indifference.
 Been out to supper?"
 "No," in choked voice, 'I am dead broke"
 You must have some supper" said his questioner. 'you will not be able to work tonight. You are nearly tired out now, 1 imagine.
 ''Oh, no. can work-I must work tonight"
 The man made no answer, but leav- ing the room. returned presently with a lunch from a bakery.
 Here, my man. this will set you up till lunch-time, when the boys will give you bite. no doubt"
 Thank you" he answered, the tears coming into his eyes-immedi- ately looking a little ashamed of it
 What fool am," he said. as he was again left alone. with only the tick of the great clock and the gliding cockrOaches for company.
 At seven O clock the force were on hand ready for work. No jokes now, but each man buckled down 10 the task before him, anxious 10 do his best. The usual amount of working the hook'' was indulged in; no one hesitated to soldier a little for phat take of editorial or cut which would measure eight hundred. All but the tramp-his ambition seemed to be on the decline. as the hours rolled by. Once his partner who stood nex5 to him said in an under tone. as he walked to his place with a dash rule take:
 Pull out the next is a head and twelve leads"
 Bat the 'suI" couIduot pull out" l The letters refused 10 come to his hand with their customary readiness. Twice in succession he pied line, ana once he struggled full fifteen minutes in the process of making even"
 ] You must be rattled. " his neigh Dor said, laughing at him, quietly.
 "A little nervous, l guess" he an- swered. saying nothing of the dread ful weakness and weariness that was stealing over him. while the old. sharp pain never relaxed its steady, distress ing hold.
 At lunch time he could eat nothing, although the boys were profuse in their offers to share with him. "I am not hungry" he said. The very words choked him; the food would have done the same.
 Work was resumed, but the tramp was not with the rest He would go out for a breath of fresh air, he had said. but he did not return.
 '1 guess slug seven's sub has jumped his cases" remarked one of the men to the foreman; ''he went out at lunch time for a breath of air, he said.'
 Or drink" remarked another
 No matter, thirty is on the hook. :"
 Click, click, went the type in the sticks. The sleepy galley boy was reused for his last task that night; the last form went rattling down the ele- vator to the press-room, and still the sub did not return.
 Gone to look for lodgings, per haps," laughed one, as the gang stood around the sink, each waiting his turn at the soap and water and mourning towel.
 He'll find them in the City Hall; he looks like rough customer. said another.
 "A very quiet sort of fellow, thought said the man who had worked beside him. ''He was sick and tired; all he wants is a good night srest."
 And 6 clean shirt.''
 And a shave"
 'Oh, come now, boys; you may be on the road yourselves. yet and look as rough as this man."
 Not while I can stand off the bar Der and the tailor" was the answer.
 But the tramp, where was he? A little bewildered by the change from the lights of the composing room to the dimly-lighted street he stood for moment scarcely knowing where he was. The fire of fever was in his eyes, the flush of fever in his rough cheeks; his head felt heavy and his heart bounded against his side tumult- uously.
 He walked slowly down the street, farther and farther, turning here and there, heedlessly-going he knew not wherein any direction to escape that ringing in his ears, and the terrible pain that clutched at every breath.
 The city lights grew farther apart