The Topeka state journal., 1919-11-08

He will speak Sunday afternoon at
8 o'clock in the auditorium of the
Y. NJ. C. A. Tyler will tell the story
of his life and. adventures, and the
great morals that have been driven
home in his heart.
AS a child. Tyler lived in Richmond
Va. and was spanked by his father Tor
attempting to enlist a drummer
boys in the Confederate army. He
remembers the big hound owned by
the keeper of Libbey prison and he
remembers many things that hap
pcned when the union line tightened
Gbout the city. His life is the old,
old story of the college man with
falls before the temptation of drink
ing and gambling. After years of
cGrousing In New York and the dis
sipation of his fathers legacy, he went
home for the first time in five years to
Eobcrly follow to the grave his visit
full mother whom his own prOfligacy
had killed.
Enitcd by Bankruptcy.
Insolvency at length brought him
up short. He took an inventory,
found he owed $4,000, had a wonder
full constitution and a strong appetite
for drink. SO Jack Tyler started out
tramping-set out to live by his wits.
BY using naturalization papers from
natives of three countries he worked"
consuls; he crossed the Atlantic thirty
times. He passed thru the SueZ canal
or a dozen different boats; he rounded
Cape Horn nine times and the Cape
cf Good Hope ten times, drifting as a
derclict drifts humping into one OBJ
stacle after another, pushed into one
port and pushed out again, but always
going farther on.
When well past 60 Tyler worked his
way back to his native land to die.
In san Francisco he was dumped out
of stowaway's berth and set out
to cross the continent on the bumpers.
Up the narrow streets of New York at
last he trudged sorrowfully, a rough,
rheumatic. desperate old man. bent
and broken, hardened by the brutal
treatment in the prisons of Argentina,
Brazil and France -
He had tough winter, sleeping in
the tipple of a dumping pier-on the
East river, on the stone flags of a
building near the Bowery or sprawled
ON newspapers atop the sawdust floor,
half hidden under the tables of back
room saloons. The police drove him
from the flags and they drove him
from beneath the pier. At last,
broken. he trudged thru the snow to
a bench in Mulberry Bend park.
There he was picked up by the jerry
McAuley mission, converted, given a
task to perform. For the first time
in his life he felt the sunlight and for
the first time in his life he cried.
His Mind Magazine.
Men like him. His mind IS verita-
BILE magazine. from which he can al
ways give them something tale of
Graces' alley in London and his old
haunts there; of Paris, of Norway. or
the water front in Naples; of Green
land or British Guiana; of the bush
mans life in Australia and scenes in
Calcutta, Ceylon, Brazil and Argen-
tina. And then he drives home his
doctrine of divine eXpediency: You
fellows pray with me and the sun will
shine again and you'll let liquor
alone"
Tyler is twenty-seven months out
on his speaking trip. having been held
up six months with the flu in the log
ging camps of Oregon, where he
nursed twenty-nine sick men. He
spent the winter in Oklahoma. Mil
lions of people have heard him talk.
in the biggest churches of America
and in the streets of Paris. He came
here from Colorado Springs and will
go to Kansas City to spend the winter.