The Duluth rip-saw. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1917-19??, 1917-05-05

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aid, sporting editor of the Du-
luth Evening Herald, ga chap
backed a motorcycle up under
my window at the hotel at about
S o'clock in the morning and
started to regulate its anatomy.
Bang! bang! bang! Snort !!
snort! snort! Br-r-r-rh! br-r-r-h
Br-r-r-h! Buzz! buzz! Bang!
bang! bang!' went the devilish
contraption. I stood the inter-
ruption to my beauty sleep as
best I could and tried to get a
nap before getting-up time.
"The next morning, at the
same hour, the same thing was
done over again, the machine
acting worse and making more
racket than before.
II raised my window and yelled
to the fellow to quit and to take
the beast somewhere else to let
it snort. He made me an i'm
pudent reply. 1 told him that
I'd blow off the tires with my
revolver if he did not seek an
other snorting place. He replied
that he would send a policeman
after me.
"The third morning, the same
banging, rumbling, groaning and
snorting began at the same old
hour. I grabbed big, long
sixshooter that had not been
loaded or fired in 20 years,
opened the window, pointed it
at the chap and yelled Ctr
"He got as quickly as he
could and the machine never
snorted there again"
N. j. Henricksen, a promin-
ent Duluth jeweler, resides on
classic Minnesota Point and
comes part way to business on
Col. Dunn's rapid transit troll
ley line. For some mornings,
now, Mr.. Henricksen has had the
habit of standing on the rear
platform with hat in hand, his
polished dome of thought ex-
posed to the frigid northeast
winds blowing over the icefield.
"What in blazes are you doing
that fort" inquired conductor
Bill, all his rich fund of native
curiosity being fully aroused
"I am taking scalp treat
ment,'' replied Mr.. Hen6ricksen.
"People may not know it, but
there are rare tonic properties
in these brisk, chilly, penetrating
winds that come off the lake in
the spring. They are so pene-
trating that they carry their rare
medicinal properties right to the
very tips of the hair roots. Under
| tfeir peculiarly bracing and in
vigorating action, dormant hair
cells wake up, sprout new hair
and thatch heads that were un-
| matched decades ago."
"Let me take a look" said
| conductor Bill with an "1'm
| from Missouri" information. Mr.
Henricksen complied and when
Bill looked he saw young hair
sprouting up in way that made
| him think of his grand-dad 5
onion bed, down on the old farm.
Mr.. Henricksen says that he
so deeply appreciates the trade
given his jewelry store the past
year that he wishes the public
to have the benefit of his dis
| covery without money and with.
out price. All they need is ia
pay Z cents to ride on the Min
| nesota Point trolley cars and &c:
full benefit of the incompatible
tonic.
Mr.. Henricksen's only regret
is that the daily papers do not
put up a fight to give the Min
nesota Pointers a universal 5.
| cent fare. He is credited with
feeling that his advertising rates
are high enough to secure him,
and all his fellow sufferers, that
consideration.
W. W. Butchart. commonly
known as Bill" still is greatly
missed by a host of friends in
St. Louis county, although he
| went to his reward ten long
wears ago. "Bill" Butchart had
a heart that was too big for his
very commodious chest and his
greatest pleasure was to do some
one a favor.
One time down on Garfield
avenue, when attending some
lodge, a report was made abou,
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