Outrivals the crimson flushes which the peony flaunts at the rose;
It is true that much grime he gathers in the course of each trip he takes,
Inasmuch as he boards all freight-trains between the Gulf and the Lakes.
“Yet his knowledge grows more abundant than many much-titled men’s,
Who travel as scholarly tourists and are classed with the upper-tens;
And few are the contributions these scholarly ones have penned
That the seediest, shabbiest tramper couldn’t readily cut and mend.
“He has little in life to bind him to one place more than the rest,
For his hopes in the past lie buried with the ones that he loved the best;
He has little to hope from Fortune and has little to fear from Fate,