An American Hobo in Europe

ittle something about them. I will relate my experiences among them, which will enable others to judge what they are lik

n Vandewater Street, which is not far from the Brooklyn Bridge. I asked an elev

me some country jay looking for a job. My appearance was not ve

establishment," an

see him about? Are yo

want to have som

nt is the man you want to see. He's on the top-

door confronted us which opened into a huge apartment that was full of type-stands, presses, paper-cut

apartment a man stepped up to me

see the sup

ob, cully?" aske

nded I. "I want to ha

in the rear office; away in the back,

by a small boy, who came out of an

he superintenden

to see him about

ind; I want

ase let me ha

t do you want

the boss kno

e; anyway, I hav

ur business on this tablet? and I'll take it to him,"

I did as requested. The boy took the card in and prese

sked Mr. Axtell, without any prelim

ok, sir, and I want

templatively. What his th

you've written? History, tr

im it wa

the book contain?" as

dred pages, I guess, as near as

copies wil

think it is going to set the world on fire," said I modestly, "I think a first edition of

esk and began to do some figuring. When he got through he turned to me and said: "Ten

wanted to know what you'll give me fo

ipts." I did not understand, and the gent judged so from my demeanor, for he added: "You w

printer and a publisher at that time, so

ird Street was a pretty swell one, far too s

me feel small. The store must have been at least 200 feet long and nearly as wide as it was long. A small part of this vast space was divided off into offices, but by far the greater portion was devoted to the exposure

are you going to get off at? You want to add another book

e that he was in his office on the top floor of the building. Up I went to see him. When I reached the top floor, which was a sort of literary symposium and printing office combined, a small boy came forward and asked me my business. I told him, whereupon he asked me for my card

ssing the weather a bit, the gentleman rema

ess. He wanted to know the nature of the book and such other things

uthors for their b

y pay a royalty of $500 down and ten p

in a high-toned, crested envelope, which stated that "the first reader" of the house had read the book and found good points in it, but that "the second reader" was dubious. To make sure he, Mr. Graham, had read the book himself and wasn't certain whether there was any money in it. Under these circumstances he was constrained to forego the pleasure of publication, etc., etc., etc. These were not his ex

shing house, and this gentleman turned me down in short order. He told me that there are too many books published nowadays, and that books of travel were a drug on the market. The cuss told me everything in the world to discourage me, but he couldn't do it. I just went aroun