Grand Rapids Herald-Review Newspaper, November 22, 1911, Page 5

PAGE FOUR. Beard Rapits Heras Review Published Every Wednesday By E. C. KILEY. TWO DOLLARS A YEAR IN ADVANCE Entered at the Postoffice at Grand Rapids, Minnesota, as Second Class Matter. Official Paper of Itasca County GOOD SUGGESTION, BUT The Duluth Herald comes to the rescue with the following plan: A suggestion for an amend- ment to the game laws comes to The Herald which seems to con- tain possibilities of protection both to the game supply and to human life. This is that the kill- ing of female deer be prohibited under heavy penalty. Then, per- s, hunters thinking of the dan- ger of a large fine will look twice before they shoot, and in mak- ing sure that they are not kill- ing a doe will also make sure that they are not killttg a hum- an being The suggestion looks good. ‘What do sportsmen think of it? This might work out all right and do some good. The trouble seems be, however, that we already have the statute books encumbered with so many laws relating to game and game killing, and these laws are so confusing and novel, that x come to be a mania with most people to violate the laws just fc he fool satisfaction of beating laws. In any event it might be all right » try one more experiment, | ——————_—. REFORMING THE SMOKERS. Charles G. Pease, President of the} Non-Smokers’ protective League of America, has undertaken perhaps as large a contract as any reformer mow extant. Mr. Pease is perfectly logical, and for that reason he is probably doomed to bitter disappoint- ment. This is not exactly a logical world. He says, and who can gain-| say it? The right of each person to breathe and enjoy fresh and pure air—air uncontaminated by unhealth- ful or disagreeable odord and fumes, s a constitutional right. and cannot be taken away by the legislatures er courts, or by individuals pursuing their own thoughtless or selfish in- dulgence.” This is so true that it would seem as though nothing more were need- ed to exclude smoking from dining cars, public places, and to rooms, confine it to that portion of the inhabitable globe which each man is able to describe as h‘s castle. But so tar are we from logic that this thoughtless indulgence has grown percepitbly in the past few years. Dining rooms, where once the smok- er had to deny himself, now permit epen indulgence. If one does not like smoke, one must search long nowadays for a cafe where smok- ing is prohibited. It is the exception, where once it was the rule. Railroads go to extravagant lengths to accom- modate smokers. Hotels do the same. Offices are its commons. Court rooms and churches alone appear to be exempt. Decidedly this League has a mis- gion. But it should get itself a lib- eral charter, and arrange to make its organization self-pepetuating, for it has a long-time job on its hands.— Minneapolis Journal. R Not Poi- son CURE-ALLS To Be Taken With Moderation. As Compounded By “—THE ft GuY—" reads “News From Alice.” We're glad they. heard from her, but wish they would help us locate Elizabeth. ees A Hibbing Tribune heading awakening at the noise, stirred un-| easily and said: ‘‘Does yo’all mean me, bogs?” eee As he drained the second glass of ‘‘suds,” the old-timer remarked: “Its better to die poor than thirsty.” e*#e Grabbed From Our Gooseberry Tree. As the “Merry Widow” train pulled into the Great Northern station at Virginia yesterday morning, “Bob” Martin rushed out of the depot, and spying “Mike” Nurich,, the newsy, got a “FullerJohnson” on him and said: “The conductor. shouted ‘all-aboard,’ The Engineer tooted the siren; If a Chinese laundry can iron six shirt, 5 How Many Can Mountain Iron.” . “If I ran lightly up the stair, And met you in the hall; And tumbled o’er a bunch Of toys, Tell me, would a windfall?” * Yes, Gussie, wine will improve with age, but an old maid? Never!!! eee Bemidji Pioneer: “‘ ‘How to raise children’ is the cry of womet now.| meeting in Chicago. In Bemidji it is How to Raise Griddle Cakes.” Huh! In Grand Rapids the question is how to raise the dough, both in material and cereal form. eee News and,Comment says: “Bemidji will have a recruiting office. There are very few ‘soldiers’ in Bemidji.” Yes, but are they “dead” ones? eee A correspondent from Becker sent in the following item to the St. Cloud Journal Press: “Mrs. I. L. Jy died at her home lash weak & was lead to her lash resting please on the 30 at Becker cemeterry Rev. D——— officiated friends her shoved that thear preasants wash one of the largest tribut for many years at her Funerall she leafs husband doughter & Son Besied Brother & a Sister to morn her early tacen from them she have suffer the lash 5 years and wash in the neighborhood of 50 years, Can you beat it? eee Our Weakly Limburger. A cherming young woman from Nore Told her beau to “come over some more;"” He came early and late, ‘Til she said: “I just hate, But I really must show you the : door.’”’ ° A man from Deer River named Smoot; Went out on a most horrible toot; But when he came too, He moaned: “This won't do, I can’t even smoke a cheroot.” eee Carlton County Vidette: “A Carl- ton man stepped up to a lunch coun- ter at Grand Rapids recently and scanned the shelf containing the pies. ‘Give me one of them huckleber-| ry pies’ was his order. The proprie- tor waved his hand over the top of the pie, driving off a swarm of flies. ‘That ‘aint huckleberry, its custard,’ was his reply. And the Carlton man said ‘Mince it for mine’.”” In the lan- guage of Ed. Herschbach: “It never wa, it didn’t.” The Carlton editor ordered dinner at Grand Rapids one day last spring and now, when a man says he’s from Carlton they make him wait until the regular bunch has dined. Say, Carlton sure- ly is a healthy place—for appetites. eee When The Train Was Late. A deputy sheriff cussed one night, At Warba station with all his might; The depot was locked, the town far away, And, he just, naturally, had to stay. The air was raw, the wind blew cold, He said many things that we've never. told; - The Great Northern train was six hours behind, And he blamed it all to Jim Hill and his kind. He said: “Gol-ding it, they’ve locked me out, And its two miles to town or there- about; If I stick around here ['ll surely freeze, Or meet my death from a cough or a sneeze,” So he built him a fire in the roots of a tree, The editor of the Bigfork Settler is either very brave or else very foolish. We haven’t really made up our mind in which column to catalog him. He says in referring to the Ladis’ Aid society of that place that it has all the newspapers cheated. eee Editor LaFreniere of the Independ- ent had been at Northome looking wver his newspaper proposition at that place. On the return trip, as the And said: “This here blaze makes a big hit with me; But this waiting outside is a ‘molly- hogan,’ And I’ll sue them tomorrow sure’s my name’s Ed. Logan.” A STORY OF THE MAN WHO GOT BUCK FEVER Phones) who went deer hunting. This was his first trip and he was initiated into the gentle mysteries. by four old and experienced hunters. Two of the gentlemen were making a drive, while the other two and the man waited silently in the forest primeval. Suddenly a deer ploughed through the underbrush and over a windfall into view. One of the hunters came to attention with gun to shoulder and. a shot rang out on the ‘still air. A sudden crash and all was as sil- ent as before. During all this time the man waiched the proceedings from the thicket that sheltered him from tne wintery blasts. Again there came a rustle and with strained eye, throbbing heart, and a tingling of the blood, a wild and fierce joy surged through his very soul. He saw a doe! With trembling fingers he stroye to raise the gun to his shoul- der—but in vain. Again he tried— in desperation lest the animal escape him. Finally, after many trials, by supreme effort, he managed to con- trol his twitching nerves, brought the gun to shoulder and fired. The doe continued to run, but on the pure white snow there trickled a tiny stream. It was blood! (You who have never hunted and felt the joy of the kill cannot picture the exul- tation that filled him to over-whelm- ing.) All was forgotten save the fact he had wounded a deer and off he started on the trail of the tiny rivulet of blood—with his gun in one hand and his cap in the othe Coming on one of the hunters, he 'grasped him by the shoulder and excitedly and breathlessly cried: “I shot it. Did you see the blood? Its blood, I tell you, its blood!” And with Mr. hunter still in his grasp, he continued on the chase. Suddenly he again sighted the ani- mal and dropping h's gun and point- ing, he said: There it is, there it ist’ Don’t you see it? Can’t you see it? I tell you I shot it. During this time the doe again disappeared from view. Again the man started out— this time without his gun. He had forgotten there ever was such a thing. The lust of the wild was in his every fibre and he would have followed until he dropped from ex- haustion—but one of the gentlemen downed the animal with a well di- rected shot just as it bounded over the hill. And now, children, it is time to go to bed. THE BRIGHTER SIDE. Some one committed a murder last night. But hundreds of thousands kind, For the wrong that is done is for- ever in sight, To the good we are fearfully blind. Someone deerted his children today, But millions of fathers are true; The bad deeds are not such a fear- were ful array Compared to the good that men do. Somebody stole from his brother last night, But millions of honest men live; Some one was killed in a murderous fight, But thousands were glad to forgive. Their brothers the wrongs that were fancied or real; The crimes that we hear of each day Compared to the good deeds that we could reveal Make not such a fearful array. I would answer the men who stand up and declare That the world is much given to vice, That the sum of man’s crims every day everywhere. Can’t compare with man’s sweet sacrifice. That ‘for every black’'soul there are thousands pure white, The sum of the sinners is few, And I know in my heart that the world is all’ right, When f£ think of the good — that men do. —Detroit Free Press. Commandments For Sons. Ten commandments which if fol- lowed by the boys of the country, would unquestionably result in a prompt and permanent improvement in many of the boys of today, are offered by Rev. W. B. Millard of the Morgan Park Congregational church df Chicago and are as follows: 1. Thou shalt not despise thy father’s counsel, neither shalt thou bring tears to thy mother’s eyes. 2. Thou shalt keep thyself pure that thou mayest be worthy of thy], God, thy mother and thy wife which is to be. 3. Thou shalt keep thy tongue from profane and unclean speech. 4. Thou shalt not consume thy train neared Blackduck, the brakes-} Once upon a time, children, there|strength with strong liquors, poison man came through the car he im and bawled out: “Blackduck! tell his name, although we Will ad- was|was, a man (no we're not going to|smoke or any midnight revels. 5. Thou shalt not match pennies, Blackduck!!” A “gentleman of color,”| mit he knows something about tele-|shake dice, bet on ball games or in- | GRANO RAPIDS HERALO-REVIEW © WEDNESDAY, NOV. 22, 1911. dulge in any hazard whereby money may be lost, or, what is far worse, jacquired without rendering equiva- lent. » 6. Thou shalt speak truly, fairly and work honestly. 7. Thou shalt not be afraid of an enemy’s blow or a false friend’s sneer. 8. Thou shalt not exchange | school drudgery, with high prospects, for a cheap job which leads nowhere. 9. Thou shalt not covet the easy job nor aspire to get rich quick. 10. Thou shalt not be guilty of ingratitude either to thy God who created thee, nor to thy parents who reared thee. “Father and son ought to be the closest companions.” contends Rev. Millard. “For what other man in all the world ever loves the son with even a fraction of the father’s love? The true father can have no greater joy than that of seeing his son hap- p’ aac prosperous. “The Bible says, “Who shall as- cend into the hill of the Lord and who shell stand in His holy place?’ and answers, ‘He that hath clean bands and a pure heart.’ Only such a young man is fit to lead to the altar a pure young maiden. “Those who have made care- ful investigation of the underworld report that nine out of ten who fre- quent evil resorts are young men. play. “Profane and foul language in thé| heart asphyxiates all the higher im- pulses of life. * “Boys, your splendid strength is your capital. On it you must depend in your effort to win fame and for- tune, Like any other capital it can easily be dissipated, and when once gone it cannot be regained.” ATTORNEY M’OUAT IS MAKING GOOD The Nashwauk Herald had this complimentary comment to make on Itasca county’s able ‘prosecuting at- torney: R. A. McOuat, Itasca county’s offi- cient legal representative, has cer- tainly been a faithful official and he should be given credit for the able manner in which he has _con- ducted the office of county attorney. At the beginning of the present term of the district court Mr. McOuat had his cases all prepared and in good shape for the consideration of the grand jury. Never before in the history of the county has there been 80 little expense on account of wit- nesses during a term of the district court, and in no instance was a wit- ness compelled to remain at the county seat for more than one day. Mr. McOuat is a courteous and oblig- ing official and he has made a re- cord during his incumbency of which he may well feel proud. LAUGH A LITTLE. Ven der whole plamed whole iss dwistted. Und you can’t make noddings straight, Und you're getting double-visted blows Right from der hands of fate, Don’d go scowling all der morning, Don’d lie veeping all der night— Dere is bedder times a-bornin’ After vile it was all right— Laugh a leedle. Ven you're chust chuck full of sor- row Und your mind und heart is plue Und you’re bretty sure tomorrow Vill be worser yet for you. Don’d gif up, don’d let dem vip you. Dwistt your lips into a smile. Like as not hard luck will you— You'll be happy afder vile. Laugh a leedle. Dere is lods of laughter in you; Dere is ldughs for all der tears; Chust forget der griefs that’s been; you'll Have your chance in odder years. Don’d go ‘rount all pent up double Mid der load of woe you've got. If you want to borrow drouble, Dere is folks to lend a lot. Laugh a leedle. Vas it is, friends or money? Dose mit you have lost der rest. Afder vile you'll dink id’s funny If. you haven’t got der best. Let der laughter come a-bubbling From your heart and from your eyes. skip /Den der world vill cease from troubl- ing Und you von’t have time for sighs. Laugha leedle. Bells ain’t dolling in der steebles; Put your blueness on der shelf— Don’d you fret for odder peebles, Each von vorries for himself. Laugh a leedle; get it started, Gif it room and see it spread; Bedder live here happy-hearted, For you'll be a long time dead. Laugh a leedle. —"Doc” in Bemidji Sentinel. Things Always Dependable at Reasonable Prices There are a whole lot of things fall that will be a little better in that your home will need this quality and a bit lower in price if you'll but choose them at this store. Fall stocks are complete—chosen with satisfying your every home needs quickly, economically and, with goods of lasting suality in mind. We are waiting for an opportuni chosen for you. | W. J. & Hz ity to show you how well we have D. POWERS MARBLE HUNTER IS TREED BY DEER Record of Experiences That Hap- pened to Party of Hunters From Marble. From Iron Index, Marble: A large number of Marble sports- men have been out after deer the past week and they tell harrowing de tails of some hair-breadthed escapes that befell them on the trip. ' Richard Fitzgerald and Christ Zingg were the principals in one of the most thrilling events. These two gentlemen together with R. C. Sproul, “Jack” Davis and J. E. Gravel, made up @ party that went out to Crooked lake last week and established a camp. As is the gen- eral custom, each man hunted by himself, but the gentlemen state they wiil never follow this plan again Whil» hunting Thursday, Mr. Fitz- gerald got a shot at a fine buck, but the bullet only stunned the anima, and it quivered a minute, started to fall and then, in demon- iacial fury, turned on its would-be slayer. This sudden attack discon- certed Mr. Fitzgerald’s aim and he failed to hit it again although he emptied his gun. Seeing th's would not do, he climbed a small Norway pine and the buck stood down be- low, like the proverbial bulidog, waiting fer him to return to terra firma, This, Mr. Fitzgerald had no intention’ of doing. He remained up among the branches and sent out several lusty shouts, but there was no response—only the echo from his voice as it was thrown back) menced shooting. On learning the predicament of his friend, he got busy with his gatling and after clearing out about an acre of underbrush, which was caused by the No. 3’s scattering over a wide range of territory, managed to down the buck. Mr. Fitzgerald then came down off his perch and the two argued for some time over whose tag should be attached to the ani- mal. They finally compromised by putting Davis, on it. The same day, R. C. Sproul was also fortunate enough to get a fine |buck—but it had eniy 3 legs. some one got a shot at it last year and now the voys are @cciusing Mr. Sproul of “picking” on cripples. The buok in question had one of the finest set of antlers ever seen in these parts. They are so wide, however, that he was unable to get them through the brush and was compelled to cut off the head and leave it. In order to secure it John Maney has laid out a road and will put on a cew of men to clear it. A. E. Perrier has offered a Winchester rereating rifle to the hunter bringing the finest set of antlers this season and Mr. Sproul says he is going after the prize. There is general indignation in | the village, however, over the un- sportsmenlike attitudes of J. A. Mc- Donald and Arthur Dutton. Even yet the tears sometimes starts when Clyd Peck records the sight he witnessed in the woods yesterday. He says that he went out hunting and on the return trip beheld the two, chas- ing a small, undersized fawn. Being curious, he hid in the brush and awaited developments. He did not have long to wait, in a short time the hunters outwinded the poor lit- tle animal ‘and, taking off their belts, lashed it to a tree. They then step- ped 20 paces and turned and com- Thirty-six rounds by the snow leden tops of the pines. | were fired, but it is thought the fawn At last help arrived in the per- died of heart failure, as no wounds son of Christ Zingg. This gentlemen| could be found on its body when ex- was armed with a double-barreled} amined later. zulu and he carried No. 3 buckshot. The citizens have not yet taken action in the matter. BARGAIN REAL simidiiene an THE PIONEER STORE Children’s Union Suits Underwear of good quality---Standard make, 19c on Sale, at per suit ....- - The Famous Oneita Underwear for Ladies, regular price $2.50, reduced to. Tam O’Shanter Wool The Pioneer Store Carries Everything in General Merchandise JOHN BECKFELT, Proprietor