El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1919-08-09

tions OF dutiful employees Of a de-
[ termined railroad administration
The Most Dangerous One.
Are you a soldier, too?"
The ordinary appearing fellow. who
! mad just clambered into an empty
/ coal car grunted in affirmation to the
/ brakeman's question
.Gotcher discharge paper2
well, you're number &C. Get back
! IL one Of them empty boxes, where
I the rest OF them are"
These were the newest buns ]
] knew they hadn't been at It long. !
Q asked one Of them.
why no. he said before I went
] into the service I never bummed in
I my life. But 7 haven't been able to
/ find a job I wanted since I got back"
They all talked the same way. Not
that there weren't any Jobs at all,
but
"Al we can have is work in con-
structiop camps. lumber camps or in
the harvest fields, and I won't 90 that
work" said one
I was a union waiter, and when I
got back after twenty-three months
Of Il, I found the unions busted on
account Of the women and green kids
that had come into IL, and I won't
work in a non-union house" said
another.
One who was still in uniform curs-
one called him down A slim kid, who
said he was cumming to q good job
in San Francisco. whispered in my
ear:
This air Is getting pretty bOlshe-
A Hero's Reward.
I heard hard luck tales in a num-
Der OF different keys But this one
listen to It
"Of all the railroads in the United
States, that one is the worst" said
the bum, who looked like a hero out
Of luck
7 was ridin' the first blinds on
the fast passenger comm into Kansas
City last night. II was damp and I
was cold and hadn't had a meal since
early IN the morning. All Of a sud
den I heard a bumpin' noise below,
an when 7 looked down I saw It was
a brake shoe and the business that
holds 1t was part broken off and
hirtin' the wheel an the rail I knew
II the other piece broke and II fell
on the rail, it'd cause the train TO
jump the track I climbed over the
tender and told the engineer. an
y'oughta seen the way he put the air
on.
This bum told me- heard the
engineer tell the conductor, an 7 was
lookin' for q warm ride the rest Of
the way on the cushions inside But
=
says timer He says: What the hell
you dom, ridin' on this train? Now
git outF' An I had to walk eighteen
miles into the city on an empty
stomach That's what call graft
tude."
The Old Timers Way.
Under an even pressure OF air, the
California Limited came TO a jarless
stop Ia front Of the depot at Ration.
New Mexico.
The Real Bum dropped dexterous-
y from his hidden perch on the rods
coach and slipped quietly out from
under, on the off-station side
A space Of q half dozen tracks,
spottily lighted BY a few high hung
electric bulbs, spread from the train
TO q warehouse. Across this space
he walked familiarly and Durpesely
as any night workman. or regular
habitue might have done As he ap-
preached the end Of the long, low
building he heard voices beyond the
dim shadows that did not sound at
all like the voices enc should hear
at $40 g. n in such a place.
Must be some pretty young kids
hitting the road" ae unused natural
Getting Himself In Shape.
Near a watchman's light at the end
OF the warehouse platform we're a
lump anu q lAls rum MS HDIAel1
The R 3. produced a tiny cake OF
soap. a razor a broken section c. a
looking glass.
After a faint suggestion OF q gasp
that passed uunOticed, the shadows
were absolutely quiet as the new
arrival ditched oVeraIls. jumper and
heavy shirt It appeared that he was
still CARRIED IN a dark suit with
light shirt He busted his shoes on
a gunnysack, washed fastidiously,
shaved carefully and gave his hair
superlative attention with a comb. A