The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1912-06-01
BACK AMONG FRIENDS

The friends of Earl B. Pinney, a
former resident of Fargo, will be in
terested in the following from the
Minot Independent:
Earl B. Pinney, former United
States commissioner Of this city, was
back among his old time friends in
Minot this week. Ten years is but a
short span in ones life, yet what
create changes Father Time hath
wrought during the decade that Mr..
Pinney has been away. Mr.. Pinney
is now travelling for the Gunther Can
dy Co. OF Chicago and he's making
good, yet there's that natural yearn-
ing to be among the friends of yore
that gnaWs at his peace of mind In
a relentless manner, Mr.. Pinney is
striving hard to. again take. his place
as a mar among men and we are
glad to state that he is succeeding
nobly. 1t is entirely possible that
he will become again a resident of
Minot, and If he does, he can count
upon the editor OF, The Independent to
give him a welcoming hand. He un-
burdened himself to US the other even
ing and we don't believe that he'll.
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Just how he feels. We didn't know
that he was whiting a thousand miles
of Minot, and as he walked up to us
and grasped up by the hand. We went
back ten years to the time when we
were both struggling to make our wy
in Minot.
ut seems good to see an old
friend" he said. II have been among
strangers for ten years, with no one
to whom | could go and tell my
troubles. Do you know its the great
est and best thing in the hole world
to just have a friend. to whom you can
unburden yourself at times. / know
that I. erred and God knows that L
was punished for 1T. Twas wrong,
morally. for / should not have touched
a cent OF the governments money,
but | was not an embezzler at heart,
| else / might just as well have taken
$4,000 that lay in the bank. But I
did wrong and blame no one but my
self. Let me tell you that whisky
was my downfall, and / have not
touched one drop of that stuff since 1
promised by dear old mother nearly
ten years ago that al long as / lived
I'd let 1t alone. Do you know I have
such a hatred for the horrid stuff
that tonight, IL / knew that one drink
would save my life, I'd refuse to let
a drop pass through nay lips.
after / left Leavenworth / first
thought OF returning to Minot. the
dearest spot on earth to me. Here Ii
where my poor old father died, and
here lis where / last saw my lear old
mother. They are both gone. GOD
bless them. j couldn't bear TO return
to Minot then and face my friends,
SO I went to Chicago, hunted up an
old school mate OF mine, who holds a
( responsible position ais superintendent
of one Of the departments OF the Ar
mour co. Through his influence i
secured a position as -bookkeeper,
which I held for thirteen months. 1t
was the same old thing, day in and
day out, and I realized that / could
never advance much there, because
there were so many older heads above
me. Sol went on the road. but the
| life OF the traveller Is hard. am
among strangers continually, never
meeting a friendly face. II tell you
1t grows monofonous. So here / am.
back In Minot once more. the best
little city In the world. and I have
half a notion to stay
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