Bordering on the age of 50 and having the use of only one arm, Mr. Robert Parkinson, a Bolton man, was for weeks tramping the streets of the Texas city of El Paso in search of work till in desperation he determined to go home. Having no other means of crossing the Con­tinent of America, he made preparations for the longest walk of his life-El Paso to New York, 5,000 miles. His few belongings he put on a home-made cart (3-feet wide, 5-feet 6-inches long, with buggy axles and rake-iron wheels), and with this little outfit began the great trek.

Parkinson's first night in camp was disturbed by a Panther, but the adventurer's one weapon of defence a small axe was not called upon, and in the early morning he broke camp and crossed Finley Mountains on the old Spanish trail.

The 862 miles, following the rail route' to Texakana, the last town in Texas State, were covered by the end of April, and then spring, summer and autumn were spent in the long pull to the coast, November 12th, 1921, seeing the end of a daring journey when Parkinson left New York for Southampton. He arrived in Bolton, the end or his travels, on November 22nd, having survived an undertaking that imposed a big strain on both the spirit and the flesh in face of physical disability and advancing years.