The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1913-11-20
FARM MACHINERY NOTES
By Marco Polo

attention to the article published in the ST.
Louis (Mo.) Republic, with reference to
the suit instituted by the pianist Paderew-
ski to restrain rival pianist from making
use OF the expression as good as Paderew-
ski in his advertisements. The article in
question had already come under the notice
OF the writer and the novelty of the plea of
the plaintiff interested him, but, unlike
"B, (whoever he may ''B' and, as me
fren' Telegram would say, I've me sush-
peshunso | failed to grasp in full measure
the long vista of possibilities arising from
the successful outcome of the novel plea.
However, just to what my accommoda-
ting and mysterious informant refers to
when ne speculates as to the results of such
decision from the bench upon my nom de
plume, l must confess, l am obtuse; but,
if it is insisted upon that l represent case
which would come under the ruling, right
here insist upon my prerogatives and
rights to defense and file my brief:
May it please the court:
Demurrer is entered as to the indictment
upon the following:
That it is matter of record that plaint.
if not only enjoys preeminent reputation
through his artistic manipulations of the
ivory keys, but as we'll through the posses
sion of an abundant and luxuriant growth
of hair
Whereas cursory look over defendants
apex will satisfy the most dubious person
that there can be no point of similarity,
real or assumed between plaintiff and defen-
dent.
That-it is an accepted theory that all
geniuses, among which plaintiff is rightly
numbered, are possessed of temperament
and sensitiveness, by some called artistic,
while by others mild species of mania,
and which leads many at times to think
that they are not mentally balanced.
Understandable statistics attest to the
fact that there is a scarcity of bald headed
inmates in our lunatic asylums, again-a
renewed examination of the defendants
cupola will satisfy the most rabid unbeliev-
er that he may be consistently numbered
among such and of consequence further
dissimilarity is established.
That-plaintif in the plenitude of his
artistic and highly remunerative career is,
ipso facto, live wire, and therefore under
no necessity of using an assumed or bor-
rowed name
Whereas-defendent is a dead one; the
bearer of the celebrated name which he has
assumed is also dead these two past centu-
ries-the whole issue, therefore, becoming
a dead one-Ruit Mole Sua Qt falls of its
own weight).
l was naturally asked by one or two of
my confIeres, upon my return from my
short visit to the new institution, what i'm
pressed me the most. l summarized by
answering: the magnifcance of it and the
sepulchral silence. But Blacky, not salts
fed with this cryptic reply, pushed the
query and asked: "What about that di-
ming room, I've heard it is grand9''
1T sure is, old man. l replied ''you
know, while sitting at the table and as my
eyes roamed over the cheerful and splendid
surroundings, l was forcibly reminded of
Chid's 42nd St., place. The electric
chandeliers; the shining, rejecting walls;
even the mezzanine balcony between the
two entrances from whence one at any mo-
ment might hear burst of melody; all-all
of it, old pal, contributed to heighten the
illusion
Here the irrepressible Bobs butts in again:
upon lowering your eyes again did you
find the rest of the appointments to be in
conformity with the regal surroundings"
"Bobs'' answered I, "your thirst for
knowledge is unquenchable. Let me as
sure you that the finest kind of meal
could be served in that place and the most
fastidious and carping fellow with Rector,
Delmonico or Sherry experience could find
no reasonable excuses for complaints
What Mr.. Murphy told me:
'sThere!'' said Hooligan, ssThere Mr..
Mooligan, see that wontherful tunnel, an
here comes the thrain! Watch now an let
the wind whistle through your whiskers!
Begorra, but tbs soight to make man
there, look at that now!''
The train whizzed past them and was
swallowed up in the darkness of the tunnel.
can what Misther Mooligan, said Mr.
Hooligan. "what do you think of that
now?''
''Well, Mr.. Hooligan, said Mr.. Mool-