The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1894-06-21
HE TRAMPED TO SEBAGO.
Then the Little Anderson Boy Saw
They Weren't Going to Sea.

He Resolved to go Hometown the Other
Boy Tried to Prevent Him-He Re-
turned Home Yesterday Morning.
Alfred Anderson, the little 14-year-old son
of Alvin Anderson of behring's Point, who
was mentioned in yesterdays PRESS as
having run away Tuesday morning with the
Walsby boy, returned TO his home yesterday
morning. His story is as follows: The
Walsby boy told him that he had been every
where and knew everything. He would lead
him away from Portland to a seaport where
he could get aboard a ship and become a
sailor without any trouble, and where he
wouldn't be detected, and brought home as
he would in Portland harbor.
So Tuesday morning they agreed to meet
in the Rochester extension track, which is
JUS behind Mr.. Anderson's house. Very
early the little-would-be sailor crept out of
his warm bed and stole down across the
field to the bad boy who was waiting for
him and Turing him away from home. Young
Anderson had put on his best clothes and a
pair of old trousers over his best pair. The
old ones were better than Walsby's, SO he
gave them to him. He had also revolver,
obtained in some way unknown to his
father, but he had not cent of money.
Walsby had a little money
They walked along the track all day long,
with nothing to eat and arrived at Sebago
Lake station late in the afternoon.
There man named Charles Dwinal, who
lives at behring's Point, and is brakeman
on the railroad, saw young Anderson. By
that time the two boys had quarrelled.
Little Anderson perceived that they weren't
going towards his beloved ocean and the
Walsby boy admitted that they were point
ing for Canada, and that they would walk
hither and that everything would be lovely
up there. But Anderson didn't like that at
all. He declared stoutly that rather than
go to Canada he would Ego home and take
licking"
Therefore when Dwinal saw the two boys,
Anderson asked him to take him home on
the evening train, which he promised to do.
But Walsby didn't want to be deserted like
that. He resorted to trickery He called
Anderson away.and talking very rapidly led
him some little distance behind barn and
kept him there in conversation till the train
started.
They passed the night in freight car 1t
was terrible night for the little Anderson
BOY. Inc JnunQof cracked ana the light
ming flashed and he is mortalIy afraid of
both. Besides he hadsshad nothing but a few
cookies to eat since morning.
When at last yesterday morning came, he
sold his revolver to Walsby for As cents and
thus paid his fare to Portland. and was
happy boy to reach his home again.
But what was Walsby up to? 1t will be
remembered that a month ago he came to
Portland, having run away from his home
in Canada. He had made statements that
indicated that he had tramped and bummed
his way for 700 miles. He is rather queer
boy. He is very bitter against the United
States,sa and has made various strong state
ments against the Yankees. He evidently
wanted to get back to Canada again, had
not sufficient money to do it and decided to
tramp as before. But he wanted company,
and SO induced the Anderson boy to go with
him by his specious promises. 1t is very
fortunate that the latter was sensible
enough to return. 1t was simply his extra
ordinary love of the sea that induced him to
go, and he comes by that honestly enough
for his father had the same strong passion
when boy in London, and at thirteen
years of age became a sailor, though he had
been apprenticed to the carpenters trade,
and followed the sea for twelve years.
Little Alfred has the old Viking blood in
him and sail on the water fills him with
almost painful 1ongings to start away over
the mighty ocean.