The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-08-09

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going to be wedding The lucky
parties are this man, and my daugh-
ter
| well, so on with the story, it's al
most time to get ready for that
train" interposed the younger Of the
/ pair. -..,..,
"l'cr nine years. sir" resumed the
-elier. I'VE have been. working together
| night and day on our ranch in Wash
ington, and I can say that we needn't
be afraid of starving if we don't work
for few weeks to come
For Ten, Years Partners.
Eyes. but what has that to do with
Cell No. 60" asked the interviewer, who
feared that the elder wished to evade
the essential part of the story
''Well, I'm getting there. Ten years
myself and companion have been bos-
ON partners as well as partners in
| business. and we know each other
pretty thoroughly. Otherwise I don't
think I would give him to my newly
| fund family.
II was jusr DEPRESSING little. l will
get to the story presently said the
elder, who was blowing huge clouds of
smoke into the air and at the same
tire gathering tegether his thoughts.
Just ten years ago my young friend
and l, as you may have guessed, were
locked up in that cell. The incident
became an important event in the lives
! of each of us, and since that night we
passed together behind the bars at
! tina. station house We have been In
| separable. We intend to remain so.
| do we not, old, pard?" exclaimed the
cider, suddenly breaking off in his
story.
/ Story of the Unemployed.
Eyes, bat go on with the story re-
piled the younger, evidently impatient
to be on the train which would take
him to his bride to be.
Il had, 1 will admit" resumed the
elder, who now seemed to be ready to
make a confession which he had tried
to postpone, been guilty of worse
offense than the one Of which I was
suspected when arrested. Times were
hard ten years ago and when I had
trouble with my boss in. the shops at
| Cincinnati, where l had been employ
ed, and was discharged, l was unable
to get work Week after week passed.
tried every place in the city but was
unable to secure work. In the mean
! time myself and family were reduced
to the verge of starvation. My wife
went out sewing, leaving my little
daughter Mamie with neighbors. I
OoCo " SSl IlOIIlC each Ody IlldH
my wife who had to work till late at
night for small pittance. 1 then used
to take my little Mamie from a neigh
boris house and go home to make a
fire.
This lasted for some time. Every
day 1 trudged about the city in vain
search for work None was to be
found. Ny wife continued to work
and winter was coming on d Every
evening v'came home at about
o'clock weary and discoura ged. Life
seemed barren and desolate. There
was no hope in sight Every night
long after dark my poor wife would
come home in the chilly autumn air
poorly clad and hungry There was
little to warm her or to feed. her when
at length she arrived. Soon she, too,
| became discouraged. Her strength be-
gan to fall and in. her dependency, as
women will, she upbraided me for los
| ing my position. It was more than I
could stand. 7 had suffered humilia-
ton enough already. I kissed my
| daughter and without a word left the
house. ..--e~
Wife Thought Him Dead.
"My wife thought that 1 ended my
life in the river Nothing more was
seen of me. She continued to work
and mourn me as dead My daughter,
who was nine years old, when I disap-
| peared, grew UP and through the I'M
| firing efforts of my wife she was sent
to school and educated. AS prosperity
began to dawn and as. my wife worked
up an extensive business with her
needle, her condition began to improve
and she opened a dressmaking shop.
when I left home, bounded by my
own misfortune and with the upbraid-
ings of my good WIFE, did not stop
till had reached Chicago, where I Sc
struction work. remained at this
during the winter and part Of the fol-
! lowing spring. Though I thought with
keen regret of my wife and child I did
| not for shame sake let them know that
1 still lived. 1 thought that it would
be better for them to think of me as
dead rather than unfaithful as I was
For few months I<.drifted about the
| city of Chicago, working while at
| one job and for while at another.
was completely unknown in the great
city. No one knew me and I knew no
one, nor did I care to cultivate ac-
| quaintances. I lived in miserable
boarding house in the slum district.
| AS the summer advanced resolved to
visit the harvest fields of Dakota and
lose myself in the boundless West.
Accordingly applied at a labor
agency and was furnished with trans
portation to st. Paul, where I was to
be forwarded to the harvest fields I
stopped at one of the rooming houses
near the depot after my arrival in this
city and during the first night there
was fight among the dodgers 1 be-
came mixed in the crowd that gathered
and when the police arrived / was ar
rested among a number Of others, one
| Of whom was this young man, who
was not at that time as neatly dressed
as he is at present.
Pass Night in Cell No. 6.
eve were hustled to the station and
were thrown into Cell No. 6, where we
passed the night together. Sleep being
impossible in the sitting atmosphere
of the place we sat together on the
bench and conversed together. He was
most concerned as, to his probable fate
and expressed fear that he would be
sent to the penitentiary. I then asked
him where his home was and he told
me of his history. I assured him that
if he was innocent he need fear no
| nuniShment