The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1876-01-20
The Champion Liar.;,

I: One evening last week, when the win
ter blasts moaned sadly around the street
corners, and the captains of the ferry
boats wore anxious looks, seven. or eight
vessel owners and "laid.tp" lake captains
Esat around O base.burner In saloon near
1.-The river. After the usual, amount of
growing about the. weather, one of them
told story. There might have been an
ounce oftruth about it, but the crowd
felt certain that one ounce was Offset by
twenty-four poands of the "awfulest
kind" of lying. Therefore q second man
told story to. beat it, and then third
man beat the second. When the fourth
man started out he said: q" IH"'''
Gentlemen, I have also seen tough
times. When was sailing the, schooner
Fortune, forty years ago, two Of Us we're
swept overheard in q storm on Lake Erie
one black night. ~ hatch cover went
with u.s. and It sd happened that'we both
olutched il, It was not, large enough'to
support two: I was captain, he a sailor:
I had a fanily-he had none. I shouted
to him to quit his hold, and when he
would mot reached over, clutched his
throat, and held on till his fingers loos.
| ened and he went to the bottom of the
flake. It was twenty miles of Point Bet
sey, and with shril1, Wild shrek, which
yet fingers in my ears, the poor wretch
went to his death-t~May the Lord for.
give meY';f i;iI1fiIJ., 3Hi
With his chair tilted against the wall,
a lanky, sun .fowerish chap had been nod
ding his head right and left, as If Sleep
ing. As,ths captains narrative was con-
cludedi the stranger rose up and solemn
ly said: :. n,,, sin.
The crowd looked at him ia astonish.
ment, and. he! continued: -, ii b,1a9rf
n""I landed on, Point Betsey ne1s'morn;
ing in time for breakfast, and swore I'd
lick you for choking noe, if 7 had to live
afhundred years TO do itp' 'a' ~ W!
r"You can't be- the man." replied the
Captain, looking suspiciously at the fel.
lows big fists; "it was forty years ago."
II know It was, and for forty years I
have been aching to lick you out of your
bootsp'f ,drof az, .Sp,:;iy Ia.s;.'7:, 49,
The Captain had lied, but he, didn't
want to own it, and he said: ~ .,cor
"TIe sailors name was Dick Rice"
"Kerrectw bowed. the stranger, "that's
my name p''a! 'a'~':i' if''':''' E.s'''frh
o,GBut he WAS taller than, you." .1t:ci
"Being in the water. so long that night
I shrlnk about q footp was the cool: re-
] joinder. '''' -" ''.'''''
lowell, / know you can't be the man."
said the Captain. 1880, ~: +" .."i;aG
81 am the man, aud now I'm going TO
maui you to pulp!i, No man can choke
me and then brag about tip '.'
! He sailed in and upset the captain,
but. was then set upon by the whole
crowd. He got into the eye ofthetwind
and hung there for time; but presently
he paid off q little, got .the wind on his
quarter and went at tito lick ten times
his weight in old liars. He was avery
ambitious man, and those who could get
out doors got out, and those who couldn't
offered him a gallon of whiskey to come
to anchor. he 'fnrled his sails on this
understanding, and as he set his glass
down for the third drink he, Riped his
bleeding ear, and remarked:
"Whea,e man; tries to; sacrifice me in
order to save himself he don't know who
he's fooling with pr "''' ";l W
He was the biggest liar of them ,all,
but be made @the most of it,--"M. Quad"
in Detroit Free Press. ,,-:, =, d; ,e..;r