Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, November 16, 1910, Page 7

— MAILED LETTERS. Belong to the Senders Until Delivered to the Addressees. Under the postal regulations and the rulings of the highest courts of the TUnited States a letter does not belong to the person to whom it is sent until it is delivered to him. The writer has a right to reclaim and regain posses- glon of it, provided he can prove to the satisfaction of the postmaster at the office from which it was sent that he was the writer of it. Even after the letter has arrived at the office which is its destination and before it has been delivered to the person to whom it is addressed it may be re- calied by the writer by telegraph throuszh the mailing office. The regulations of the postoffice de- partment of course require that the utmost care shall be taken by the postmaster at the office of mailing to ascertain that the person who desires to withdraw the letter is really the one who is entitled to do so, and a postmaster is responsible for his error if he delivers the letter to an impostor or an unauthorized person. The vital principle in our political system lies at the bottom of this mat- ter. In thi: country $1e state is the servant or azent of the citizen, not his master. It remains merely his agent throughout the transmission of a let- ter. The state may prescribe regula- tlons under which its own servants may carry a m 1ge for the citizen, but it cannot shirk its responsibility to him.—New York DPress. Seen In a Dream. Mr. Hilprecht, professor of Assyriol- ogy in the University of Pennsylvania in 1893, when puzzling over sketches of objects excavated at Babylon, learn- ed in a dream the solution to the diffi- culty that confronted him. Two draw- ings represented fragments of agate in- scribed with characters. They were supposed to be hits of finger rings and, being apparently of different colors. wese not close ociated together by the professor. But in a dream he saw n priest, who told him how of the Temple of Bel, hav- ved a votive cylinder of agate from their king, were ordered to make earrings for their god. They made three by cutting up the cylinder, and the professor would find by fitting the fragments together that these were two of them. He did this and found that they gave a continuous descrip- tion. Prince Henry, the Navigator. The kingdom of Portugal counted in its royal house one of the men who hold first rank in scientific attain- ment and practical application. He was the son of John I. of Portugal and Queen Philippa (who was an Eng- lish princess): he spent his life in sending out ships on voyages of dis- covery, and it was through this Prince Henry, called “the Navigator,” that Columbus got his idea of seeking for a new land across the sea OM SMART DRAY AND TRANSFER SAFE AND PIANO MOVING Rsaldence Phone 58 . 618 Amarica Ave. Office Phone 12 EW PUBLIC LIBRARY Open daily, except Sunday and Mon- daylito12a.m., 1t0 6 p.m.,7 to 9 p. m. Snuday 3 to 6 p. m. Monday 7to 9 p. m. BEATRICE MILLS, Librarian. T. BEAUDETTE Merchant Tailor Ladies' and Gents' Suits to Order. French Dry Cleaning, Pressing and Repairing a Specialty. 315 Beltrami Avenue M. MALZAHN & CO. ¢ REAL ESTATE AND INSURANCE FARM LOANS, RENTALS FARMS AND CITY PROPERTIES 407 Minn. 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Paul, Minn. Expert]Fur Repairing Reasonable Price PRIMITIVE PHYSIC. John Wesley as a Physician and Soma of His Remedies. It is not generally known that John Wesley in one of his bfief intervals of leisure published a sort of medical vade mecum called not inappropriately “Primitive Ph, ' It was first pub- lished in 1747, and it ran into at least twenty-four editions. The author was greatly surprised there was so swift and large a demand for it. In the later editions he was able to add the | word “Tried” to certain remedies the virtues of which he had wmeanwhile found opportunities of testing. After five years’ careful trial and notwith- standing the objections of the learned he recommends for the ague *“to go into the cold bath just before the cold fit,” but omits to say how to time the coming of the fit. To prevent apoplexy use the cold bath and drink only wa- ter. If this proves useless and a fit should declare itself you have only to “put a handful of salt with a pint of cold water and if possible pour it down the throat of the patient.” To cure asthma “take a pint of cold wa- ter every morning, washing the head therein immediately after.” Wesley gives four ways of curing old age— “take tar water morning and evening” or “a decoction of nettles” or “be elec- trified daily” or *“chew cinnamon daily and swallow your saliva.” The twe great panaceas in the Wesleyan doc- trine are the use of cold water and the use of elect . and at the end of the book are columns of every sort of disease which may Dbe overcome by these simple expedients.—St. James’ Gazette, WANTED A JOB. Therefore He Did His Best to Pleass the Manager. A certain playwright relates how a manager was much annoyed by the persistent applications for a “job” made by a peculiarly seedy individual, Time and again the manager had re- ferred this person to his stage man- ager. “See Blank,” he would say, in- terrupting the man's attempts to set forth his qualifications. At last the applicant did succeed in gaining audience of Blank, the stage manager, who was in the theater for the time *‘sizing up” candidates for the chorus. There were, of course, a number ahead of him, but this fact did not prevent the seedy man from interrupt- ing the stage manager between songs with requests for a job. Exasperated, the stage manager at length turned to the pianist and or- dered him to play an accompaniment for the stranger. With considerable hesitation the seedy person raised what voice he had in song. The result was bad as bad could be. The manager suddenly commanded him to desist. “What do you mean by this tomfool- ery?” he demanded, disgusted. “You certainly have confounded impudence to ask me for a job!” “Look here!” said the stranger, an- gry in turn. “I don’t claim to be able to sing. In fact, I don’t want to sing. T'm a stage carpenter. I only sang to please you because you insisted on it!”’—Pearson’'s Weekly. His Favorite Opiate. Ushers in theaters handle some pe- culiar people during a season, but the experience of the employee of a Chest- nut street playhouse was a puzzle for some time., A well dressed, middle aged man would secure an end seat in the front row almost every evening. He would tell the usher if he fell asleep he was not to be disturbed un- til after the show. No sooner would the orchestra play the overture than the ushers would notice that the man was asleep. At the close of the night's entertainment some one would rouse the sleeper and he would leave with a polite acknowledgment. One night he explained his strange behavior: “I suffer from insomnia,” he said. “The only relief 1 get is when I sit close to the drummer in an orchestra. There is something in the rhythmic beating of the drum that soothes me to sleep.”—Philadelphia Times. Found a Place. The billposter had one poster left and no conspicuous place to put it. He stood on the corner and wondered what he should do with it. Presently an Italian woman carrying a big load of wood on her head passed by. “Better than a Broadway -electric tower for my business,” said he. Paste brush and paste were requisi- tioned, the poster was clapped on the perambulating wood pile, and for fif- teen minutes the ever curious Broad- way crowd stopped, turned and even followed to learn something about the commodity that was advertised in that novel manner.—New York Sun. Wanted to Know. “Have you ever read any of my hus- band’s poetry 7’ “Yes, 1 have had that—er—yes, ma’am.” “What do you think of it?" “Madam, are you looking for a com- pliment for your husband’s verses or for sympathy for yourself?’—Houston Post. Different Now. “Before we were married,” sighed the fond wife, “you used to call me up by long distance telephone just, as you used to say, to hear my voice.” “Well,” retorted the rebellious hus band, “nowadays you won’t let me get far enough from you to use the long distance.”—Loudon Telegraph. Patience, persistence and power tc do are only acquired oy work.—Hol kind. THEY BORED HIM. And They Came Mighty Near Boring Him Again With Lead. The dread of boredom is strongly characteristic of the present age, but few hate it with such intensity as the artist who lived in Paris in the days of the commune and of whom C. E. Halle speaks in his “Notes of a Painter’s Life.” “A friend of mine,” says Mr. Hallg “told me that he was in the studio of an artist when it was visited by a de tachment of soldiers. The usual ques tion about the possession of arms was asked and answered in the negative, but one of the soldiers found a gun in the corner of the studio, and on his evidence the owner was told that he must come out and be shot. My friend was very fond of him, so he asked to be allowed to see the gun. It was given to him, and with the help of a pencil he passed his handkerchief a few inches down the barrel and brought it out brown with rust. He pointed out that if the gun had been used the inside of the barrel must have been black with powder and not brown with rust, so the artist was let off. “My friend asked the artist why he had not himself suggested this simple test, and all the answer he got was: ‘Oh, they bored me. I would rather any day be shot than bored.”” A POET AT WORK. To see a poem in the making, the uninitiated are apt to think, should prove an interesting sight. Unfortu- nately they will probably be disap- pointed if the description, quoted by the Rev. H. D. Rawnsley.in “Literary Associations of the English Lakes,” of Wordsworth at work is to be credited. An old retainer of the family furnished this account of Wordsworth walking up and down his terrace composing: “Mr. Wordsworth went bumming and booing about, and she, Miss Dor- othy, kept close behind him and pick- ed up bits as he let fall, and she’'d take 'em down and put 'em on paper for him, and you may be very well sure as how she didn’t understand or make sense out of ’em, and I doubt that he didn’t have much idea aboot ‘em either himself. But, howiver, there’'s a gey lot of fowk as wad, I dare say. “He would start a-bumming at one end of the walk, and it was ‘Bum, bum, bum?! till he stopped, and then ‘Bum, bum, bum! back again. Then he’d set down and get a bit of paper out and write a bit; then git up and ‘Bum, bum, bum!” and go on a-bum- ming right down the terrace and back again. I suppose the bumming helped him out a bit.” France Has Run the Gamut. No other modern nation has under- gone changes more frequent, more radical, more sudden, bloody and dra- matic. In forms of government France has boxed the compass—has been feudal, monarchial, imperial, repub- liean and revolutionary. She' has sounded the depths of royal abso- lutism and of communistic anarchy; has made and unmade constitutions in the pathetic effort to get omne that would fit; has known a military des- potism which bluntly told the women to marry and bear children in order that Napoleon might be continuously supplied witl; troops; has known an absolute monarchy where a graceful manner was more effective at court than a head well filled with sense and has known a government of the rabble under which there was an insurrec- tion against property and death sen- tences passed against citizens for the sin of wearing aristocratic names and clean shirts.—From “The Story of France,” by Thomas E. Watson. The Point of View. The world in which a man Hves shapes itself chiefly by the way in which he looks at it, and so it proves different to different men. To one it is barren, dull and superficial; to another, rich, interesting and full of meaning. On hearing of the interesting events which have happened in the course of a man’s experience many people will wish that similar things had happened in their lives, too, completely forget- ting that they should be envious rather of the mental aptitude which lent these events the significance they pos- sess when he describes them. To a man of genius they were interesting ad- ventures, but to the dull perceptions of an ordinary individual they would have been stale, everyday occurrences. —Schopenhauer. A Tinge of Suspicion. “That speaker always starts off,” said Farmer Corntossel, “by tellin’ what the country needs.” “Naturally and properly.” “I s'pose so. Only I notice that when a man goes out of his way to tell me what I need it's always some- thin’ in his particular line of goods.” ~—Washington Star. Hard Work, “Why did you tell me you were working your way through college?” “I am.” “But mobody about it.” “Certainly not; my work consists of getting money from dad.”—Buffalo Ex- press. seems to know Her Weekly Allowance. Freda—So you have a weukly allow- ance from your father? Hilda—Yes: he allows me to have a gentleman caller two nights a week.—Lippin cott’s. Among the Honors. One of the last times that Bishop Burgess of Long Island dined out was at the Press club, where the waiters are all negroes. The head waiter bowed Bishop Burgess and his host profusely to their places. *“This way, adm’ral,” said he. “Tek this table. You get a bettah view of the barbor heah, ad- m'ral.” “I am not an admiral,” said Bishop Burgess, smiling. “My mistek, suh,” said the head waiter. ‘“Ah mout er known all the time I was er talkin’ to a military man. You like dis table, colonel?” “I am not a colonel,” said Bishop Burgess, smiling more broadly. “Iam a bishop.” “To be shuah, suh,” said the head waiter. “To-o be shuah! Ve'y sorry for mah wmistek, suh. I got dem titles of adm’ral and colonel wrong. suh, but Ah was all right on de main issue. Ah knowed soon as Ah saw you dat you was one of de face cards of your pro- fession, suh."—Cincinnati Times-Star. Purely Hypothetical. “Uncle Henry, 1 want to ask your advice.” “Well 2 “But you mustn't mention it to a liv- ing soul. Suppose you were a youu,‘h’ girl of my age and three men had pro posed to you, one of them a young preacher, fine looking and well edu cated: the second one a handsome voung man in husiness, swell dresser and thinking the world of you, and the third a vich foreizner with a distin guished air ahout him and well spoken of by everybody. Which of the three do you think would make the best hus- band? “Why, Aunnabel, child, consult your own heart Which of the three do you love hest?” “Merey. Uncle Henry! Nobody's pro- posed to me yvet. I'm ouly (rying to get | tors, so 'l know the right man whea he cowes along.”—Chicago ‘Tribune. The Preparation of Parchment. Parchment i~ the .kin o. speep or ofher animals preparcd in sheets to reuder them fit for being written upon. | The heavier parchment. used for drum- heads, made from the skins of ass- og. older calves, wolves and goats. All these ave similarly prepared. The skin, being freed from the hair. is placed in a lime pift to cleanse it from fat. ‘The pelt is then stretched upon a frame. carve being taken that the sur face is frec from wrinkles. The flesh is pared off with a circular knife, after which it is moistencd. and whiting spread over it. Then the workman, with a large puirice stone. rubs the skin. e uext goes over it with an iron instrument and rvubs it carefully with pumice stone without chalk. Fi nally the skin is gradually dried, tight- ening bein nally required. * A Fast Express. The slow train is still the target for the shafts of the humorist. Recently an English wag sent the following let- ter to the editor of his local paper “Sir. is there no way to put a stop to begging along the line of the railway? For instance, yesterday an aged men- dicant with a wooden leg kept pace with the afternoon express all the way from Blankton to Spaceley and an- noyed the passengers exceedingly, go- ing from one open window to another with his importuneate solicitations.” Paint Isn’t Art EITHER is cloth, style. 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