Jack Worth–that notorious gambler and saloon-keeper of Bemidji–quietly approached Higgins.
Mr. Higgins and his friend got Paddy on the train and carried him to Bemidji where they put him to bed.
Not long ago Bemidji was what the Pilot calls “the worst town on the map.”
At the time of his ordination the Bemidji congregation was building the new church.
Once the Pilot discovered such a boy in the bar-room of a Bemidji saloon.
In connection with the church at Bemidji was a station at Farley, and during the third year a little chapel was erected there.
It was early in 1899 when Mr. Higgins became a resident of Bemidji.
A citizen of the town remarked, "You can't put enough black in the picture when you try to paint the early Bemidji."
The great Father of Waters joins their crystal bodies, and at the point of meeting the little city of Bemidji is built.