Tramping with Tramps: Studies and Sketches of Vagabond LifeFlynt, Josiah
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Tramping with Tramps: Studies and Sketches of Vagabond Life
Flynt, Josiah
Tramps
description is usually necessary before the fellow can be distinguished.
Over in New Jersey, I think, there are more tramps to the square mile
than in any other State, excepting Pennsylvania. The neighborhood around
Newark is simply infested with beggars, who meet there on their way into
and out of New York city. They often have a hang-out on the outskirts of
the town, where they camp quite unmolested, unless they get drunk and
draw their razors, which is more than common with Eastern tramps. It is
surprising, too, how well they are fed, when one remembers that they
have "battered" in this community for years. It is in Pennsylvania,
however, that the tramp is best fed, while I still maintain that he gets
more money in New York city. I do not know of a town or village in the
Keystone State where a decently clad roadster cannot get all that he
cares to eat without doing a stroke of work in payment. The jails are
also a great boon to the fraternity. In the majority of them there is no
work to do, while some furnish tobacco and the daily papers.
Consequently, in winter, one can see tramps sitting comfortably on
benches drawn close to the fire, and reading their morning paper, and
smoking their after-breakfast pipe, as complacently and calmly as the
merchant in his counting-room. Here they find refuge from the storms of
winter, and make themselves entirely at home.
[Illustration: A "TIMBER LESSON."]
Ohio and Indiana, although fairly friendly to tramps, are noted for
certain "horstile" features. The main one of these is the well-known
"timber-lesson"--clubbing at the hands of the inhabitants of certain
towns. I experienced this muscular instruction at one unfortunate time
in my life, and I must say that it is one of the best remedies for
vagabondage that exist. But it is very crude and often cruel. In company
with two other tramps, I was made to run a gantlet extending from one
end of the town of Oxford, Indiana, to the other. The boys and men who
were "timbering" us threw rocks and clubbed us most diligently. I came
out of the scrape with a rather sore back, and should probably have
suffered more had I not been able to run with rather more than the usual
speed. One of my fellow-sufferers, I heard, was in a hospital for some
time. My other companion had his eye gouged terribly, and I fancy that
he will never visit that town again. Apart from the "timber" custom,
which, I understand, is now practised in other communities also these
two States are good begging districts. There are plenty of tramps within
their boundaries, and when "the eagles are gathered together," the
carcass to be preyed upon is not far away.
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