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Show ui - - SAYS HOBO IS MISJUDGED. Yesterday tho Standard expressed the hopo that the hobo, once disposed of, would never return to disgrace American civilization, and in this morning's mail was this postal: "Editor Standard: Your satiro entitled, en-titled, 'The Plaint of a Hobo, indeed was humorous. I congratulate you. But you certainly do not know the hobo, and, your article contradicts Itself. It-self. The joy of life has not, vanished. van-ished. (Signed) Ben Cashmaker." Ben is not a typical hobo. He is a bright, clean fellow, with sufficient pride to dress well and energy enough to work when other means of obtaining obtain-ing a livelihood fail. But he has many of the characteristics of the hobo. Ho is a tramp by inclination. No ono place can hold him, and the wander-' wander-' lust Is constantly tugging at his coat For fourteen years he has been on a peregrinaUon. The war Is making his wandering moat difficult, and is forcing forc-ing him to settle down. Ho may yot be a useful member of society. But he thinks the Standard does not know the hobo. Not tho intimate knowledge, which Ben Cashmaker possesses pos-sesses but wc have observed him at a distance and aro not impressed to the extent of desiring to He down with him. Wo may misjudge the fellow. He perhaps, has a mission of good to perform, if nothing more than serving as a horriblo example. But the tlmo has arrived when he must cease to infest the earth. He must, from now on, eat by tho sweat of his brow. His lazy, loafing, shirking body must begin to sen' humanity to the extent of proving self-sustaining. The war is forcing the change, and there Is j genuine rejoicing over this good fea-1 turo of our strenuous times. ' |