The Minneapolis journal., 1906-08-05
PAUL TRAVERS'
ADVENTURES
By Samuel 1auers Clover Copyright nssSas isS BY
CHAPTER ~.
Travelling in Queer Company.
Copyright 1901. by Lothrop
Publishing Co.
By Samuel Travers Clover


For many hours Paul wandered aimlessly thru the
streets of Cheyenne utterly depressed IN splt pe
had he possessed the to for meal about
O'Clock in the afternoon, when his stomach Vigorously
bent his steps toward restaurant but just before enter
ing it he suddenly remembered that the money gwen
him by the section boss was gone Tho nn,+on p,n had
encountered gang of tramps some of the members OF
which had relieved him Of his blanket and
and cooy appropriated his knife revolver tin cup ana
the two-ollar bi but had allowed him to retain his
tooth brush and pocket comb for which articles ap
parently Of the party had the slightest use
Thankful to get off with whole skin and with the
clothes he wore, Paul had submitted phosophcally to
enter any protest. but the incident tended
elevate his spirits and downhearted than ne
from the restaurant he sied pleasantfaced boy stand
ing in the doorway of grocery store with whom after
short parley he managed to trade natural agate tor
The edge of his hunger off, he continued his
tramp until the gathering dusk warned him
clock after meeting repeated rebufs, Paul grew
perate, and approaching a blue-coated standing
under gas lamp inquired if ne could help him to a;
Can II We'll, I should say What you doing
around here, anyway7'' the man demanded in an au
thortative voice. -. - .--
Paul explained that he stranger and had no
money; Sh YOU haven T. eh, WE'LL can fix you out young
fellow Just with me'' and up the street he started
half dragging the unwilling lad, who began to suspect
the lodging provided might not be at all to his liking
This suspicion shortly became certainty, when,
after traversing few blocks bury stranger pushed
the hestatng youth up stairway, the entrance
which was lamp bearing the legend ''City Han' in
black Letters on the he glass; Down Dow 1 long fms Ssd Paul
nounced himself as the city marshal. ..'"'. =:
~ Hating before iron grated door the officer pro-
duced big key which he fitted to the lock and turned
the with smart snap that sent shver thru
frame of his prisoner who realized with sud
denness that he about to be thrust into jail The
thought agonizng that he turned 6ercely upon
the marshal and protested vehemently against the in
dignity - ..1,o -o,,u, -.
than you bargained for. We have just one place
for all ramps Migrants Inside here you stay until
8 O'Clock tomorrow morning. and If you don't pull your
freight then, lively like as not you get sent up Tor
It was bitter dose for the poor lad but Paul had
no recourse. Argument with the bullet headed officer
useless so swallowing his indignation along with
few salty tears passed thru the heavily barred door,
which closed with bang Then Paul found himself in
a large CELL in the center of which smoky oil lamp
shed it's dim rays the room emitting at the
time most villainous smell. ' -. r.. T.
AS son as he became accustomed to the uncertain
light Paul discerned dozen shapeles forms wrapped in
blankets strung out around the brick,waled chamber
Not pleasant situation for dehcatey nurtured
lad to be placed Paul's heart like lead he
thought Of passing the night in such hdeous company
by iron bars, admitted sickly glare from street
lamp, and toward this spot Paul picked his way the
table, possible camping place for the night where he
would at least be semi detached from the other inmates
With back against the casing and his feet planted
on the opposite side managed to hours
Of sleep but 1acking nightmares haunted his rest and
several times before daylight ne aWoke from fr1ghtul
dreams in which he suffered mental tortures
The first to open his eyes in the morning, he had
ample opportunity to study his fellow dodgers before they
awoke. A disreputable gathering it would have
been hard to find anywhere, and Paul shuddered he
surveyed the faces Of the sieepe who appeared
even more repulsive in the gray dawn.
Suddenly he aware of pair of black eyes
watching him from below, and presently their owner
Strengthened up off his blanket and disclosed the
features of a who might have been anywhere be-
the age Of 80 and 40 closer estimate being nm
possible to make; to the accumulation OF dirt he
carried.
8 stWhatcher in fers' he demanded Of Paul.
etLiftin '9' @ @tls .
Paul was shrewd enough to guess this meant steal
ing 50 he shook his head negatively, adding half hui
morously: ''Reekon the marshal was afraid might
run away with the town, tho he put in here for
fear of accidents
The owner of the black eyes and dirty face conde-