The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-01-24

those Injured to making the same request
nightly. These latter are the ones the
nnd OF of hsf a. is sne
time. For the chief is attempting to
work out the same problem met with b3'
All OF the chiefs In the larger cities OF
tenth
When the men of this city who were
unable to find work first started TO visit
the police station nightly and ask for
place had been provided. and as the
nights became colder and men came in
greater, numbers. Chief Barlow took up
the solution OF the problem which was
nightly becoming more complex. A large
room in the basement OF the station was
cleared OF debris which had collected
clustering the walls and the ceiling.
Steam pipes were led in to heat the
room TO a comfortable temperature and
methods OF ventilation were provided.
The first night that the room was
thrown open to those seeking a place
to sleep II accommodated forty-seven,
which number Jumped on the following
night TO eighty five. and has now In
creased to 100 men nightly To prevent
the common vagranL and saloon bum
from taking advantage Of what was pro-
vided for those worthy of help, a system
was inaugurated by which the men were
torceo to go TO the desk sergeant and
register each night after which they are
taken TO the room by the patrol driver.
desk sergeant and requested to sign the
register that the various stories of suf-
fering endured by the great majority
come 10 the surface: some of which are
poignant with pathos and others Of which
are truly. grotesque In comedy. John
Gum said that he had been away from
his home In Finland for the past eight
years, that he was 2S years OF age and
was lahorer, He spoke OF his happy
life In Finland and of the ambition which
lured him 10 America, where fortune sup
posedly awaits those who were willing
TO work faithfully and save their money,
His hopes of gaining enough money TO
some day so back TO his home In style
were keyed TO the highest point. when
portion of his remaining money to an
employment agency in the east for
transportation TO the Golden West, where
a job awaited him. Then came the story
the first knowledge that there was no
job. The contractors had asked for sixty
men and that the agency had shipped
out 16o Then followed the wandering
for eight years and his fight to make
himself understood in the new strange
tongue as as he vent from place to place.
him and the day of his return to tho
fatherland seemed TO he drawing nearer
only TO lte snatcheG away again when he
through no fault of his. was again
thrown out OF employment. Mastering
his emotion he brushed aside his tears
WIN a Snarlcd mana and became again
the stolid Finlander as he scrawlcd his
name on the register and followed the
others To the sleeping room.
Edward Druney, who said that he was
nineteen years Of age and had been away
from his home for nine months brought
A smile TO the face OF Desk Sergeant LenZi
by his story.
II don't know how to do anything. but
work at laborlng and my home is in In
diana. ! guess that / did not know what
was best for me when l was working
back there on dads farm. didn't seem
To realize what real happiness was, But
you bet your life, that / do now And
don't think that am going 10 stay here
either, am going back Just kept read
Ing books and papers OF the wonderful
west and the fortunes made by lucky
prospectors who were willing TO work
hard. You know ] dreamed OF coming
out here in this western country and
getting a mine and when I got rich. GO
Ing back and buying the best farm in In
diana and handing IL over TO dad with
a r-don't- care for money air. 4
Dad told me when I talked about
II that he had had that same fever one
time and he called II the Klondicits. That
was when he went 10 Alaska and WAS GO
Ing to bring back home enough gold dust
TO paint the farmhouse. | kept at him
to let mo try my luck and he kept tell
Ing me that ] was not fitted for that life
so one night Just sneakcd out OF the
house and came out here. II | ever get
enough together TO get as good q suit
just naturally going TO sneak back. When
think OF that good old kitchen table
piled full OF milk. butter. honey. meat
fried chicken on Sunday and all the rest
OF II. I just go around In some alley by
lavsolf and try to kick some sense Into