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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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knife would be inyour back before you could use yourgun. They could hide in this sand andsteal on you like a cat before you sawthem. There may be men lying alongthis path now waiting for you, but theywont attack two of us. We walked to the hotel together.There I offered him one of my cigars,and we sat and chatted for an hourwhile we smoked, and I drew from himhis history. His name wras Francisco, a Spaniardfrom Barcelona. He was drafted intothe Spanish navy two or three years be-fore the Spanish-American war, andserved as a machinist until one day hisvessel entered an American port and hetook advantage of an opportunity todesert. This he felt he had a moralright to do, as he had been forced intothe service against his will and had re-ceived harsh treatment there. He worked as a machinist in Bostonuntil the outbreak of the war, when hesecured a berth on one of our transports,which he held until peace was declared.His wanderings had carried him to theWest Indies, South America, the Far
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CHAMBERMAID, COOK, and WAITER ai altata hotel. 340 THE OUTING MAGAZINE East, and Alaska. He had visited nearlyall of our principal cities, rememberingand describing accurately the chief streetsand attractions of many of them fromBoston to San Francisco. Experience Wide as the Country He had been employed as engineer inmines in Pennsylvania, Ohio, Colorado,Utah, Nevada, and California. Thelast mine in which he worked had sus-pended operations some weeks before ourmeeting, and he had walked the hun-dreds of miles from Los Angeles to Al-tata, by way of Guaymas, in search ofemployment, and was now en route tothe new railroad construction camps atMazatlan, hoping to find work there. How are you off for money? Iasked. Ive used all I had, sir, and ambroke, he answered. I offered him a peso. No, he said positively but politely.I thank you, but I never take money asa gift. I always earn my own way. The following day the Luella steamedpast Altata without even speaking theport. We could see her

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