‘hobo King’ Hits Trail, Bobs Up in Sub-zero Clime of Canada
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‘hobo King’ Hits Trail, Bobs Up in Sub-zero Clime of Canada

Joseph Leon ben-Morris Lazar Cohen-Siegel Lazarowitz, erstwhile king of the hobos, is hibernating in — of all places—Northern Saskatchewan.

After a brief interlude of honest toil in his father’s Brooklyn dress factory, the ex-king became tired of the sedentary life and decided to wend his way toward the balmy Southland to escape the rigors of a New York Winter.

His compass and his astronomical eye played him false, however, and before he could say his own full name he #ound himself in the #astness of a Canadian settlement, where it’s so cold that when people talk to each other outdoors their conversation freezes into crystal-like blocks, which are then carried into the house, allowed to thaw and run off like phonograph records.


To prove that the chill Saskatchewan air has not affected his warm regard for his friends here, this proud remnant of a vanishing royalty borrows a somewhat sputtery fountain pen and sends forth a news dispatch, date-lined “Eden-bridge, Sask.: Special to the Jewish Daily Bulletin.”

“Up here in Northern Saskatchewan in the thick bush country,” he writes, “is a Jewish district known as the Edenbridge