The train had hardly arrived when a young fellow and his girl came
walking along and on seeing me he remarked, "Oh, look at the tramp."
I could have pounded him, but under the circumstances I thought it
best for me to keep quiet and say nothing. This I did, but before I
knew what had happened a policeman came up by the side of the train
and made an attempt to nab me. I was too fast for the old boy; just as
he was aiming to lay hands on me, I scrambled for the other side and
jumped from the platform. I made a bee line down the dark track and
plunged off into the bushes. He pursued, but all in vain for I was a
little too fleet of foot for him. I lay there in the bushes for only a
few minutes, and when the train came by I swung the blind baggage and
was again on my way. This time the engineer saw me swing aboard and at
the next station I was ejected from my position by the flagman. The
train was so closely watched I found it quite impossible to gain my
seat again. I was put off, away out in the lonely woods and everything
around was as dark as pitch. The only thing looming up in the darkness
was a little station building which sat by the side of the track.
After feeling my way around in the darkness for some time I finally
found a flat car loaded with big sewer pipes, and into one of these I
crawled, where I remained for the night. Shortly after I had taken up
my abode in this peculiar sleeping quarter it began to rain furiously,
but I was protected from the terrific downpour, happier in my tunnel
than Jonah in his whale. I did not sleep much for my clothes had been
drenched in the early part of the evening, and I was shivering from
cold throughout the night.
It was a broken rest, but when I emerged from my quarters the following
morning, I must confess I did feel just a wee bit better.
On examining the contents of my purse, I found that I was the possessor
of exactly forty cents. Nearby was a small country store, and there I
purchased breakfast, which consisted of apples and sweet cakes. This
left me with the fabulous sum of thirty cents, so I began to figure out
how I could manage to get home on that. I walked into the station and
purchased a ticket to the next stop, a distance of seven miles. The
express was due at ten forty so I had only a few moments to wait. When
the train came to a standstill I entered the coach, took my seat, and
sat there awaiting the conductor.
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