The conductor tugged another signal on the bellcord, and the wheels began to turn faster and faster. The tramp picked himself up from between the rails. He brushed some adhering particles of roadbed off himself and, facing us, made a megaphone of his hands and sent a message after our diminishing shapes. By straining my ears I caught his words. He spoke as follows: "You can't put me off the train between stations!" In my whole life I never saw a man who was so hard to convince of a thing as that tramp was. * * * * * Transcriber's Note: Minor spelling, hyphenation, and punctuation errors have been corrected. For this text version, the word canon (with a tilde over the first n) has been changed to canyon.