Mothers and Fathers


No matter how bad a man may be, there is one woman who can find some good in him.

Mothers seeking their lost sons may advertise absolutely free of charge. The International Brotherhood Welfare Association is constantly receiving letters from heart-broken mothers who want news of their boys. In some cases we have been successful, but in many others have failed to get trace of the lost ones.

We expect that this paper will penetrate into the jungles and nooks and corners of the country as no other paper can. We will, if necessary, run a special column for this purpose.


To the Editor, “Hobo News”:

In the name of mankind  I beg, probably you can do something to find my lost son, Louis Lieb, who unexplained, disappeared from home December 7, 1914. about 6 p.m. He was not addicted to drinking dissipation in any form. He was of quiet habits and spent most of his leisure time at home. He is about 25 years of age, and when he left home, wore working suit of brown and a dark raincoat. He wears eyeglasses, has a good mustache, light hair and might be recognized by a cut on and below his lip, made during an operation. He is about 5 feet 7.5 inches in height. Me and my husband have instituted a search for him, but without result up to this time.

Thanking you in advance, I hope to be thankful to you all my life. I remain, a broken hearted mother.


  1. Auburn Street, Boston, Mass.

To the Editor:

Will someone be kind enough to inform me the whereabouts of Harry Williams. Last heard from in Denver, Colo., about a year and a half ago. English by birth, horseman by occupation, 40 years of age, height 5 feet 2 inches, hair dark brown, weight about 126 pounds, eyes blue.

Wife and baby want to know.


431½ West 13th St.,

Kansas City, Mo.

To the Editor:                                      St. Louis, August 25, 1915.

I am a widow and working for $15.00 a month as a domestic servant. I have been encouraged by your great paper. I hope to hear from my lost boy. His name is Walter Sheridan, age 23. Brown eyes, dark hair, 5 feet 8 inches in height. Weight, 160 pounds when last seen. That was one year ago last March. The last letter I had from him was written on July 1, 1914.

He was last heard from at Fort Worth, Texas.

Mrs. Lizzie Sheridan

4405 Evans Ave., St. Louis, Mo.

Now, you boys on the road, everywhere, in the Camps, the Jungles, the Lodging-houses wherever you may be, read these three letters carefully. Some of you may know these three lost comrades. Get them to be good and go home, and advise the Editor, 1111 Clark Avenue, St. Louis. You could not do a better deed. Remember it is up to each one of you. All the detectives in the country cannot discover these men, but you can You want us to make this paper a success. Then, help us with these cases and we shall build up a paper for you and your class, that will make the Hobo as popular as he ought to be.

The Editor.