I asked him to loan me $1.00 until I could get on my feet and pay him back. He loaned me 25 cents, which I was glad to be able to pay back in a few days.
Leaving the rich man and his luxury, I took a long tramp back to the fair grounds, where someone said I could get a job.
Secretary Sidney Smith was in charge of the work, and after hearing my story, kindly furnished me a place to sleep and eat, and gave me a job helping to repair the fair grounds.
"I don't really need any more labor," he said, "but I believe in helping a man when he's down."
He secured me a place to board at No. 270 South Carroll Ave., with one of the foremen, Mr. R. Downey.
That night I was surprised to learn that the young lady, who had waited on me so nicely at the store, was Mr. Downey's daughter.
While at Mrs. Downey's I was taken down with a high fever, and for the first time since leaving home I had a hard spell of asthma. This only increased my desire to get to Arizona or New Mexico.
Good cotton choppers around Dallas are paid $1.75 per day and board.
About two weeks later I left the city.