The Portland daily press., 1897-01-11
TIRED HoBoE
Seek the seclusion teat the Police Station
Grants.

Eirhveen weary and way-worn Wander
ing Willies dropped into the police station
Saturday evening shortly after and
asked for lodgings for the night They
were distinct types of the genus hobo
and each ono had story to tell of cease
less search for work and constant failure
to find it that was heart breaking to
listen to. They we've OF all ages, nat
ionalitie5 and degrees of raggedness &C
cording to their age Several OF the
younger men were comparatively clean
and had evidently seen better days but
there were ono or two among the crowd
who were evidently unacqua1nted with
the virtues of soap and water and had
long since given up using them.
Having been booked by Turnkey Fred
Emery andsassigned rooms for the night
in the upper ties of cells in the lookup
each man was given three or four pieces
of hard bread and left to himself. While
they were Dlunching away at this frugal
repast PRESS reporter visited the cell
room and underworld to get the t-amps
to talk of their experiences and hard
ship. AS rule he met with poor success
as the fellows were not disposed to talk
very much about their wandeIiDgs.
Frank Sherman, as he called himself.
was the most talkative OF the lot. lie is
a smooth faced, pleasant spoken young
chap with evidently fair education and
a pretty good KIN owledge OF the rough
side of the world.
GIVE Just got in here tonight from
Augusta ON o freight train. It's not
quite as comfortable as travelling on a
vestibule express train but when you re
hard up and knocking about without
sou in the world it, IS better to make the
best of thugs as they come along. No,
it's not hard to geta ride on freight
train. All you have to do is to get on
board the train somewhere and make
yourself comfortable. Pretty soon bioke
comes along and he'll either drive you OF
the train or let you stay on it. Ii you
get bounced from one train there are al
ways plenty of others, and between them
all, one is pretty sure of getting ride
for some of the distance anyway.
81 came up here from Philadelphia
month or two ago beating my way
for the whole distance. Work? No,
haven't had Job for three or four
months. Jobs are hard things to get
now days anyway. When l got up
here into Maine / struck out for Bangor
and hired put to 60 up into AroostoOk
into a lumber camp. Yes, went up
there but I didn't stay. Too much
work and too bad grub for me. Now
I'm on my way back to Philadelphia and
I'm thinking some of going to. Cuba.
There's an expedition sailing out from
there next month of 500 more, SO I've
heard. Two Cuban cigar makers here in
Portland know something about it, SO
was told in Bangor. I'm going to
hunt them up tomorrow and learn u Esfsw
particulars about the matter. If l hear
anything I'll let you know. Some OF
tn ese other fellows here with me are
also thinking of going to Cuba if they
can get chance. We're all going to
strike out for New York tomorrow as
soon as we see the tive Cubans here.
eyes, I've tried this flibustering be-
fore Once shipped for Brazil with 300
other men during the revolution out
there when Emperor Don Pedro wac
overthrown. I didn't see any fighting
though. 1t was all over when got out
there and had to beat my way (. home
on sailing vessel"
Sherman said he lived in Philadelphia
and has worked at all kinds of trades
sTrampin' amt so bad when you get
used to it,'' he said. s'Its pretty hard at
first though. especially in the winter
time"
When the PRESS man left Sherman
had finished his supper and had curled
up on the bench for tbs night
| Near by was pretty hard looking spec
linen who had been oattleman and had
| Just arrived in Portland on the
Peruvian.
"We had hard trip over from elias.
| cow, "he said, ''and were II days on the
way. Yes, like sailin' back and forth
pretty we'll when / can't get nothin
else to do. You're sure of three squars
meals q day and ten pun anyway.
Some gets more than ten pun hut that's
what the most of us gets. The cattle have
to be fed twice day and its four hours
altogether. On the A Han line the
cattlemen lives like lords. Knife fork
and spoon and tive blankets aud good
chuck too. I'm goin' bnck on Thursday
when the next steamer sails, but how
I'm goin' to live until Thursday tbs
Lord only kno VS.
| The rest of the trRmps were py shls time
snoring loudly and their sfumbers were
az peaceful as those of tired chill drsn at