The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1899-08-26
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Thoughts Suggested By IN Encounter
With a Tramp IN the Country.
New York Sun: he had returned TO
his work In the city after a two weeks
holiday in the country, and he re-
turned IN good health but bad spirits.
'Ies wrong" he said. over his pipe,
ITO let a man out OF Jail like that Tor
two weeks and put him back and ask
him TO be satisfied when you do u.
II wish I was q tramp, met one out
there. ] was out for q walk ana struck
down into a ravine OF the road, until
came 10 8 little recess all cool and green
looking and Shcdy, you know, ana Eat
down there under q tree. There was
some sort OF bush besice me. so that
couldn't see down the rayine any FUR
Their, and the creek just there runs over
come stoneS 50 / couldn't hear much
eise. and besIdes the wind In the trees
was making a good bit Of noise. But
when I looked up-well, sir, wnen
looked up, there was the most villain
Gus hooking tough you ever saw with MS
head over those bushes, aiming whop-
ming big rnnakot at me. / thought II
was musket, but afterward. when
got talking to him, saw II was only
wooden leF and he'd unstrapped y ana
was sdulntlng down II like musket.
when saw him seowling a. me oyer
11stter with your OF course was
fricbtened. but didn't let on I was.
Throw IN your hands, he said
said: on, come on.
II guess he thought that was pretty
good Joke. Anyway, ne taashee.
You're pretty cool, he said. Wen.
thought could Jolly him, so / said; ON,
YES. pretty cool for this time OF year. Got
q match?' No. he said, have you got
some :ohaccor ,,,,.
81 knew he'd bite on that. why, l
said, of course have. Come rounn
hero and MI up He came round, too,
and he was ugiy-looling. ,FIe had on an
old deer, faded green, With the rim all
on, and an awful shock Of hair. You
could scarcely see his eyes for eyebrows.
The rest OF his face was just whiskers,
and when he griDned he only had
one front tooth.
"Well. he sat down on stone, and
pulled 4 clay daub out OF his coat peck
ct. The coat was an old Prince Albert,
with the tails torn on, and II buttoned
up on him like the hide on starved
mule. His trousers looked kind OF new
but be Just had some straw and brown
wrapping paper tied round his one foot
for a boot Anything fer quiet life,
he said, when looked at II. Can't az
ford TO get boots made TO order, an that
foot, bein' a aplngter, SO to speak. Is nm
icIty. She won't stand no new-fangled
tooth-pick toes Then he grinned out
that one tooth OF lfs and blew into his
.sBeen snokin leaves he said, an
leaves err what you'd call deteratin' on
the palate handed him over pouch
Of fine cut, and he stuffed his knobby
nose into It. And he just looked IKE
Skye terrier all whlskers, smiling At Il
and wlnking out over the pouch. Per
'aps. he said, you mlghtn't have some
thing to eat with this smoker went
through my pockets while he IL up.
Cause he said, I al1't had anythin'
much but green GppleA, walnut size.
sence last week. Green apples! Gosh!
There amt anythIn' painfuller than
green apples, 'cept It's them little GU
cumberg hooked last night
"Of course had nothing TO give him.
So he united the trousers leg that
wasn't filled with leg. you know, and
took out q handful Of little apples. Join
blame you. Your taste Amt been ele-
waited TO tramp lunches.
You should have seen that hobo
trylngto bite those little apples with his
one tooth. got laughing, and he
LAUGHED too. Il was like stRbblng peas
with a pitchfork.
"Then we got talking about things.
I asked him why he didn't settle down
somewhere, and get work. Work. he
said, I ust to work when was young
and foolish. The trouble about work
is there's too much work about It, and
not much more to eat than can pick
IN round the green. YOuse people only
work for your grub. Well, get mine
without worlin', see? What's the
use?'
n. wife and all that. Gee he said,
that's Il, Ell? Work to pay some one
your rent SOS he can live without
woriSIn. Work to keep a woman that's
allus scrappin' with you. Work to
fed some squealin' Kids thatll let you
70 to the poor house when you're
worked out. That's giddy game
amt it?'
Now. what could I say to that"
Then ne strapped on his leg again:
Got to keep movln' In our business;
he said. 4 sucked a dozen eggs
Sound in a barn up on the hill. It's
abont supper time. They'll be missin'
Them I said Goodbye. and he said
'Trooly-looral'
tHe was about right in some ways,
wasn't he? Why should a fellow have
to slave all year round excepting just
two weeks, and then get married and
have to die In harness, working the way
the old man did for us youngsters7
what's the user It's enough TO make
any man wish he was tramp