Show A MEMORY I How many times the tramp had pounded rock for the state nobody knew but they were very many though for a year past he has not done any of it I It was thus one morning he was plodding plod-ding along a turnpike with his partner when at a turn they came upon a pile of broken stone and the tramp instantly jumped back and threw his hands over his eyes Whats eatn you asked his astonished aston-ished partner Bill he said in a brpken voice blindfold me What for Blindfold me I say if you want me to go with you That rock pile makes me so homesick Ill never git past it in the worldDetroit Free Press |