The daily morning journal and courier., 1902-09-09
A NEW CURE.
ALLEN WALKED FROM SAN ! FRANCISCO
To Toronto, and His Lungs are Now
 All Right.

To Toronto. and His Lungs are Now
 All Right.
 If the experiences of Alfred Y. Allen, an old Toronto boy. are any criterion, he has discovered a cure for consump- tion that leaves Koch and other lymph compounds in the "also started' list. His remedy is certainly an heroic enc, and, efficacious 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 up and he had better go home to die, MT. Allen retired to his room to see what he would do. Many would have done nothing, or committed suicide; while idly pondering over how to spend his few remaining days, however, a sudden inspiration came to MT. Allen. He decided to take a walk-back to his old Canadian home in Toronto.
 He at once decided to try the experi- ment and the next day, August 8, 1901, he started out, with his best suit on, one lung out of business. one dollar in his pockets and a gross tonnage over all of eighty-one pounds. He was very weak at first, and found it hard work to cover a mile and a half a day. For two months he walked along, keeping his money-as long as he looked respecta- ble no one would take it, but when he became more weather-worn and needy I0O1y G. hn that on one occasion he asked permis- sion 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 short cut and lost him. self two days and night in the dense forests, but in spite of it all he started to gain strength, and was soon able to average thirty-five miles a day, one day actually waking fifty-one miles. In Or egon he earned seventeen dollars cook ing for some hungry sheep herders, strangers to dyspepsia. and started off again, rich once more, until he reached Idaho. There he had a terrible eXpedi- ence, tramping across one hundred and seventy-three miles of blazing hot des- ert, without food or water, until he reached an oasis, where some adventur- ous spirit had by irrigation reclaimed enough land to produce scanty living.
 By this time Aliens tongue was parched and swollen, his lips cracked, and he was completely exhausted by his priyations, so much so that it took sev- eral days of water and food to put him in shape to continue his walk. With the aid of a big water bottle he managed to cross the rest of the arids, sun-parched pain, and crossed into Utah, through which state he strolled, hospitably re- ceived everywhere by the lonely rail- road section men, to whom the sight of a face from the outside world was real godsend. In fact, at one place, where he had to face fearful cold snap, with snow waist deep, family took him in and kept him three weeks. When finally he did start off the lady of f be house gave him kiss and five doIlarrS7bill to cheer his lonely pilgrim aoee The money has gone, but the Ir1emory of that kiss is still fresh.
 Through storm and snow. wind and rain he plodded along, traversing Iowa into Illinois through Illinois to Michi- gan and at Detroit he crossed to Wind sor, once more in Canada. From Wind sor he walked across to Buffalo, from ' Buffalo to Lewiston, where he crossed the old Suspension Bridge and once more again landed on Canadian soil. There he took the Grand Trunk ties and landed in Toronto last Wednesday, weather worn and weary, but we'll man. weighing one hundred and thirty six pounds of hard, healthy manhood, and without a trace of his old foe, con- sumption
 During his long tramp Mir Allen walked through thirty-f1ve pairs of boots and used up more clothes than he could keep track of. He was much inn pressed with the unfailing kindness he met with everywhere, having always plenty of food and clothes. On only one occasion did he lack house to sleep in --When he was lost in Oregon wilds.
 MT. Allen has been examined by phy- sicians, 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 himself.-Toronto Mail and Elm pire.