The Duluth rip-saw. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1917-19??, 1919-01-11


Michigan street Food Hogs?
It has been shown how the
Minnesota safety commission
stood between the "Big Four"
and a searching investigation. 1t
has been shown how employees of
the railroad companies, some of
them at least, help and protect the
Michigan street monopolists. Now
comes a reliable witness with test
imony which, to his mind, strong
ly inclines him to a suspicion that
shippers and receivers Of food
stuffs by express, outside Of the
Food Hogs, get the worst of it.
Some time ago, up near Mum
ger, on fifteen acres of ground,
Rev. j. w. Sornberger set about
to make a home for himself and
family. He is engaged in home
missionary work in northern Min
nesota, under the auspices of the
great Presbyterian denomination,
therefore is compelled to be alb
sent from home great deal,
hence the need Of a home where
tilling the soil can augment the
modest salary received for ardu-
Gus uplift work.
Mrs. Sornberger's aged mother
and other relatives reside near
Lake Crystal, in southern Mimi
esota. It is the custom of the old
home folks to remember the Sorn-
bergers at holiday times with
presents, especially eatables from
the old home farm, far from the
stumpy, stony hinterland of Du-
luth.
This holiday time, the Sorn-
bergers had no special cause to
feel merry and happy" At the
time of the terrible forest fires,
which so recently laid waste to
such a broad belt in northern
Minnesota, their house, furnish
ings, clothing and all Of their
personal possessions were swept
away in that devastating vista
ton of flame and smoke.
But the Sornbergers are stick
ers, therefore they stood by that
plat Of desolated ground near
Munger. They raised a rude and
humble roof-tree and assembled
Hereunder such furnishings and
utensils as they could scrape to-
gether.
When dear old grandma, down
there at Lake Crystal, wrote that
she was sending a couple Of
dressed ducks for Christmas din
ner of her loved ones in the hinter-
land, there was great rejoicing
in that little family near Munger.
Uncle added to the tidings Of
great joy that he was sending a
couple of jars Of real honey, gath
cred by the busy bees on the old
homestead. >e
Dear old grandma plucked
those downy ducks with much
care and great love. Her tender
heart was filled with sorrow ever
the recent worldly losses of her
loved ones but it cheered her to
know that she could send two
prime ducks for their Christmas
dinner up there in the burned
and blackened backwoods behind
Duluth. Uncle touched the hearts
of the missionary family by say
ing that, to send real honey, made
by real bees, down on the dear
old farm, he had been compelled
to kill off one of his none to many
swarms.
The box, so carefully packed
with ducks, honey, a few trinkets
and much love, was shipped to Du-
luth thru the medium of the pow
erful American Express company,
about the middle of the week be-
fore Christmas.
Rev. Mr.. Sornberger called at
the office of the American ex-
press company the Monday be-
fore Christmas. The card which
bore notice OF the receipt of the
box had been duly sent and re-
ceived but it bore no date. When
the shipment was delivered, the
box plainly showed that it had
been opened.
When the cover was removed
by the consignee, both ducks ana
one jar of honey were gone. The
second jar of honey was broken,
seemingly by blow from a ham,
mer and a Door little dollbabv