“ Blind travels into the countryside took on a different aspect. It was The Temple for Symons, and just as soon as a train could take him there. That fine indefiniteness of the evening in the moonlight—that joyous keeping in step with Die Ferne—the temptress into the Beyond—that dreamy, happy, careless chatting about the great city left behind—these things had vanished; our stroll to the North Sea or the North Pole, or wherever it was that we dreamed we might get to, was at an end. ”
Josiah Flynt
Biographical details
Josiah Flynt, the pseudonym of Josiah Flynt Willard (1869–1907), was an American sociologist and author whose works examined the fringes of society, focusing on the lives of tramps, outcasts, and the criminal underclass. His writings, including Tramping with Tramps and Notes of an Itinerant Policeman, combine firsthand experience with incisive social commentary, shaped by his own years as a vagrant and his travels in Europe.
A collaborator with Alfred Hodder and a contemporary of literary figures like Jack London, Flynt’s body of work remains a testament to his unflinching exploration of poverty, power, and the human condition, grounded in a life defined by transience and intellectual discipline.
Quotes by Josiah Flynt
Josiah Flynt,
Tramping with Tramps: Studies and Sketches of Vagabond Life
“ It winds its way through dark alleys and courts to dives and slums, and wherever criminals, hoboes, outcast women, stray and truant children congregate; but it never leads to the smiling windows and doorways of a happy home, except for plunder and crime. There is not a town in the land that it does not touch, and there are but few hamlets that have not sent out at least one adventurer to explore its twists and turnings. ”
“ During the first month of my wanderings I was bedless, and frequently roofless. Indeed, when I finally did rest or try to, in a bed, the experience was so strange that I slept very little. A box-car, a hay-stack, a railway tie drawn close to a fire—these were my principal lodging places during the entire eight months. It may have been a hard outing, but it toughened and inured me to unpleasantness which would certainly seem very undesirable now. In a way, they were undesirable then. I always laugh when a tramp tells me that he is happier in a box-car than in a bed. ”
