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Hobart herald. (Geneva, N.Y.) 1879-1942, November 01, 1894, Image 18

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88 T H E HOBART IIETALD . N e x t to his language his clothing apparel was most remarkable. A dilapidated pair o f pants, h a lf a pair o f suspenders, a red flannel shirt, and no coat were its apparent constituents. Red was more plentifully supplied. H is fancy evidently ran to outer garments, he being literally loaded down with. coats and vests of all descrip­ tions. H is dirt begrimmed face formed a most humorous completion to the character. Together they were indeed “ a pair of jacks,” and to think authorities make an estimate o f 10,000 like characters a ll existing iu America, on the supposition that the world owes them a living. I was now being whirled along at a lively rate. The door had been drawn shut, but wishing to see where I was at, I pushed it back and gazed out upon the flying landscape. A t this moment w e were upon that wondrous high bridge near W atkins. I shall never forget tbte beautiful sight up the gorge, the moon shining brightly, its gleams o f soft mellow light sinking into the faraway fissures and recesses with here and there a glint of rippling waters. After a few minutes I drew the door shut and until Corning was reached listened to the talk of m y forced companions. A t Corning w e separated and I was not an y too sorry. A few minutes’ walk brought me t o the Brie depot. There I warmed up, learning it was just midnight. Starting out again I caught an Brie oil train going towards Blmira. It moved that w a y but a short distance, then stopped, switched, and started in the opposite direction, quite a high rate o f speed being attained before I could disentangle m yself and j ump. Another freight soon came along, com­ posed o f nothing but low coal cars. I caught it and settled on a bumper. Throw ing my leg around the brake gave me am p le opportunity to chuck my hands in my pockets for the night was bitter oold. I hung on here for eleven miles, when th e car ahead was derailed on account o f defective car-wheels, the slowness of speed alone saving us from a serious wreck. This necessitated the side-tracking of the train. Th e second section of the coal train followed shortly. I was now shivering with cold. M y feet were well-nigh benumbed aud being still seven miles from Blmira a desperate move was necessary. S o when the second train came along and slowed down I did not hesitate a moment, but jumped and caught the engine, clim b ing up alongside the engineer. I t was then quite an easy thing to tell him a cock-and-bull story about being officially attached to the

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