The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1907-07-23

owner. She had been forced into a
loveless marriage by an avarlcious ia
Their, and her heart had turned to
stone. She could not believe in love.
1t must be the fields that Griswold
wanted 1t might seem hard to Susie,
but 1t was for the best.
Down the narrow strip of road, run
ming like a dusty river between the
green banks Of verdure, shambled a
bent figure. 1t turned in at the gate,
unmindful of Mrs Condon's shrill
warning that she did not feed tramps.
"rll work for it," he said eagerly
I'm willing to pay my way. but you
people are so set against tramps that
you won't even give me a chance to
work for food"
81 suppose you'll tell me next that
you're mechanic on his way to job
that's been promised him." she said
scornfully
'I'm tramp, hobo" he said de-
family. ITS all I've been for ten
years and more. l only work when /
have to, but I'm willing to work now
for the sake of food"
Mrs. Condor smiled approvingly. She
liked truth even In q tramp.
II guess there amt much to do" she
said as she rose to her feet. 1.-THE
woods all split, and I've got two men
for chores, but I'll give you some
thing"
The tramp sank down on the steps,
and presently she reappeared with a
bowl containing the remnants of a
stew and part Of a loaf of bread.
She watched him as he wolfed his
food, and when he set the bowl down
on the porch she nodded approvingly.
II guess you We're hungry" she con-
ceded 1--WE don't like tramps in
through here"
'You don't have to tell me-" he de-
clared, with grin. 81 knew a chap
what came from round here some
where. He was my side partner for a
couple Of years. They used to call
him Starry Sam because he had brace
lets Of stars tattooed on his wrists"
81 know the man you mean" she
said, with an impasslve face, "but l
didn't know he was a--tramp."
"There was woman" explained the
tramp, seeing that she was interested
and seeming a chance to get food to
carry with him on his way.
"He told me the story once. He was
in love with a girl, but her old man
n,a6o ho,. ma ,.,.x- n fal1oxr- fbof bod r,1a,,
ey. Sam couldn't stand for seeing her
another mans wife, and he lit out.
Gle wasn't a hit in the city. His
disappointment sorter took the heart
out of him"
II know" she said quietly. "He was
killed the next year while saving lit
tie child'
"Killed nothin'r scoffed the tramp
"That was a stall for the girl he was
stuck on He was down so low he took
to the road, and he got the clerk of q
lodging house to put up that steer. Said
he'd rather have her think he was dead
than to guess he'd taken to the road
You know the glrl?"
Eyes, know her"
"Well, don't tell her Sam was a
good fellow. 1t was only that he didn't
have anything to live for. You can't
blame him. He's dead now. He got in
with some yeggs after he left me and
the bulls got him In Chi"
1.-THE bulls got him?" The woman's
voice quavered little
THAT'S slang" explained the tramp
1.-The Chicago policemen started to ar
rest him, and he tried to run, SO they
shot him. He was good man." he
added softly. Say, lady, you couldn't
let me have some more bread, could
you, to take with me?"
She rose without a word and entered
the house, returning presently with q
fresh loaf and some cold meat wrapped
in a paper. With word of thanks
the tramp slouched off, and the summer
stiffness fell upon the piazza again.
But the woman's heart throbbed with
dull ache.
"The bulls got him in Chi"
The sentence ran In her brain. So
this was the epitaph of her boy lover.
The heroic rescue, in which he gave w