The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1902-09-10
i GORSURpTIVE'S TRAMP.
From San Francisco to Toronto.
Endured Many Fiardslips,
Gained So Pounds and
Was Cured.
From the Toronto Mail and Express. J

(From the Toronto Mail and Express.
If the experiences of Alfred Y. Al
len, an old Toronto boy, are any cri-
terion. he has discovered cure for
consumption that leaves Koch and 9th
er lymph compounds in the .'also
started list. His remedy is certainly
an heroic one, aad efhcacious as he
found it, is scarcely likely to become
popular. This is his story:
On being told by doctor at San
Francisco that his lungs were almost
used no and he had better go home to
die. Mr.. Alien retired to his room to
consider what he would do. Many
would have done nothing or committed
suicide; while idly pondering over how
to spend his few remaining days, how
ever, sudden inspiration came to Mr..
Allen. He decided to take a walk
back TO his old Canadian home in
Toronto.
He at once decided to try the expert
ment and the next day, August 8, 1901,
he started ont, with his best suit,
one lung out of business, 81 in his
pockets, and a gross tonnage over all
OF 81 pounds He was very weak at
first, and found ii hard to cover a
mile and half day. For two
months he walked along, keeping his
MONEYS long SIS he looked respecta-
Bile no one would take it, but when
he became more weather-worn and
needy looking it soon went. So weak
was he that on one occasion he got
permission to cut wood for meal,
but was unable to handle the axe.
Slowly and painfully he tramped on.
following the ties north through Cali
fornia and Oregon. Then he left the
tracks to take a short cut, and lost
himself two days and night In the
dense forests, but in spite Of it all ne
started to gain strength and was soon
able to average So miles day, one
day actually walking 81 miles. In
Oregon he earned SIT cooking for
some hungry sheep herders, strangers
TO dyspepsia, and started off again,
rich once more, urtil he reached Ida
no. There he had a terrible expert
ence, tramping across l73 miles of
blazing hot desert, without food or
water, until he reached an oasis,
where some adventurous spirit had
by irrigation reclaimed enough land to
produce a scanty living.
By this time Aliens tongue was
parched and swollen, his lips crack
ed. and he was completely exhausted
by his priYations, SO much SO that it
took several days Of water and food
TO pnt him in shape to continue his
walk. With the aid OF a big bottle
he managed to cross the rest Of the
arid, sun -parched plain, and crossed
into Utah, through which State he
ss-olled, Hospitality received every
where by the lonely railroad section
men, to whom the sight Of a face
from the outside world was a Cod
send. In fact, at one place, where he
had to face fearful cold snap, with
snow waist deep, a family took him
in and kept him three geeks. When
finally he did start off the lady Of the
house gave him q kiss and S5 bill
80, cheer his lonely pilgrimage. The
money has gone, but the memory OF
that kiss is still fresh.
Through snow and storm, wind and
rain, he plodded along, traversing
Iowa into Illinois, through Illinois TO
Michigan and at Detroit he crossed
to Windsor, once more into Canada.
From Windsor he walked across
TO Buffalo, from Buffalo to Lewis
ton, where be crossed the old
Suspension bridge and once again
landed on Canadian soil Then
he took the Grand Trunk ties and
landed in Toronto last Wednesday,
weasher-worn and weary, but we'll
man, weighing 136 pounds of hard,
healthy manhood, and without trace
of his old foe, consumption.
During his long tramp Mr. Allen
walked through thirsy-6ve pairs OF
boots and used up more clothes than
he could keep track of. He was much
impressed with the unfailing kindness
he met with everywhere, having always
plenty OF food and clothes. On only
one occasion did he lack a house to
sleep in-When he was lost in Oregon's
WiIds.
Mr.. Allen has been examined by
physicians, who have been amazed to
find him perfectly free from the white
plague, and still more astounded at
the extraordinary method by which he
cured himelf.
New York, Sept. 3.-Edward Eggle-
ston, the author, died at Jones Lock.
Lake George, today.
Washington, D. O., Sept. 3.-Rspre-
sentative James NJ. Griggs, chairman
of the Democratic congressional COM
mittee, made the emphatic prediction