The Duluth rip-saw. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1917-19??, 1917-12-22

Block store, watching the tide OF
Christmas shoppers while. he
waited for his trolley car.
A big shiny limousine rolled up
to the curb. Within, sat a hand
some woman about thirty-five
years of age. She was expensive
ly gowned and costly furs kept
the wintry blasts from biting her
shapely shoulders. By her side
sat a frizzled poodle dog.
"Good-bye, baby. Mama must
90 in her," she remarked in low
ing tones to the dumb brute.
CHOW take good care of Fiji"
the chauffeur was enjoined as the
childless waster Of wealth tender
ly handed him the pampered ami
NAL.
"What do you think of that"
asked the lawyer of a little girl
who happened to be standing by
his side.
,"Oh, isn't it too bad that the
fine lady does not have. some poor
little orphan child to ride with
her!" exclaimed the sentimental
little miss.
A workman, carrying tin din
ner bucket and bearing the soil
of shop and forge, overheard the
conversation as we'll as saw the
care and tenderness lavished on
an ugly little dog.
" By 3d." he exclaimed,
cts things like that which make
anarchists out of many men. The
idle rich will 60 on like that wom-
an, selfishly and blindly, until
they wake up some day to find
their worthless necks in danger,
just as did the aristocracy at the
time of the French revolution.
The lawyer went his way in
deep thought. "The people see,
think and talk more than they
did a few years ago." he observed
seriously to himself. "Extrava-
gance, wilful waste and neglect
Of duty to mankind certainly
leave a bad taste in the mouths
of those whose backs often are
cold and whose stomachs often
are not fully filled.''
The editor Of the Rip-Saw has
| a son just three and half years
old. Several times the youngster
has been up town when his father
was vending the paper on the
street. On one occasion, he heard
the: cry, ',An about the blind pig
on wheels, in the Rip-sawl"
| At home too, it has been quite
pastime for the boy and his sis
ter to play at selling papers.
"Ipsaw! Get the 'Ipsaw!"
they cry as they walk up and
down the house
A couple of weeks ago, the
youngsters and their mother went
to Iowa to see the aged grand
father. On the train several men
became much interested in the
boy and asked him all sorts of
questions.
"What does your papa do7"
inquired one Of the strangers.
"'Uns a blind pig on Wheels"
replied the boy, who got his
ideas a bit mixed.
The stranger roared loudly and,
fearing that he would think the
boys reply was based on fact, his
mother undertook a long expla-
nation as to the probable cause of
the answer by the chip off the
old block.
II noted with interest the little
paragraph in the last Rip-saw,
mentioning James A. Boggs and
the 100000 in life insurance that
he carried Is years ago. re-
marked DR.: A. E. Walker a few
days ago. "Over 20 years ago."
continued the doctor, "Dick Eva
and l were going into the Ameri-
can Exchange Bank when we met
Jim Boggs coming out, as mad
and as cross looking as you please.
At that time, the American Ex-
change Bank was manned by Jim
Hunter, A. R. McFarlane, George
Mackenzie and other Scots, and
was often called the Bank Of
Scotland or the Scotch Bank
"Boggs had some scheme on at
which he expected to make mil
lion. He needed $4,000 to start
it and had just been turned down
on an application for loan.
"'Say!' he exclaimed did you
ever try to get a favor in this
bank?1