Connecticut western news., 1886-01-27
WARNING TO A HUMORIST.

WARNING TO A HUMORIST. ALEX. SWEET WRITES AN oPE1s
 LETTER TO GEORGE w. PECK. Why the "Siftings" Man Would
 Dearly Like to Meet the Bad
 Boy" Humorist.
 Alex Sweet, editor of Teus Siittings, publishes in his paper the following letter to George w. Peck, of the Milwaukee Sun and Bad Boy' notoriety:
 MY DEAR PECK: While you were in New York couple of weeks ago you called at the office of 7sra' sytings, but I did not get to see you, as was not in return. I mean on my desk, where you left it when you, yourself, left. In jus tice to you will also state that did not miss anything out of the office. It seems you did not improve your opportu mites.
 I was very sorry that did not get to see you, for I wanted to thank you per sonally for favor you did me about eight years ago, when l was on the edi torial staff of the Galveston Neaos.
 There are some doubt among the peo pie of Texas as to my veracity. Some few people intimated that didn't have any at all, but the general opinion was that could tell the truth if it was to my inter est to do so, and made an earnest effort. Just at this crisis I received the follow ing letter from you, which I published for my own vindication. After request ing in the letter the temporary loan Of ninety cents, to enable you to purchase a pair of new pants, you went on to say in your letter:
 q have never in my widest dreams thought of competing with the Sitter as a truth crusher. 1 am an ordinary Wis consin liar have never had the advan- tages you possess. My surroundings are not good for the development of genius in lying, as the community in which reside is pious, and 1 have no competi- tion. No person can succeed unless he has some competition to bring out the talent that lies hidden in him. Now, it is different down in Texas. You, al though you may be the champion, are not the only liar there. You have competit- ors. Every man you meet has some claim to prominence, and your talent is con- stantly being furnished. would be only a nine-spot in Texas. I was there in 1866, and I know what I am talking about"
 I fully appreciated this compliment. From that time on my status as truth wrencher was fixed. Everybody in Texas had heard of Peck and his endorsement nAl Jol ha 6o6 as talented journalist.
 I have often longed for the opportu nifty to take you by the hand and thank you, and ask you when you were going to pay back the ninety cents I sent you. This is why am sorry was not in when you called the other day. However, you can remit either by postal note or check or both, if you see proper.
 have to express my obligations to you for another favor.
 A few days ago, while putting on my new sixty-dollar overcoat, disagreeable odor assailed my nose. noticed it even after I got into the street. On meeting me, people would gasp, hold their noses, and cross over to the other side of the street. Several dray horses shied and a mule tainted. When l entered the office of Teras SJtings everybody present snorted, and looked at me pretty much as a Texas pony does when it hears a brass band for the first time. There was vo- ciferous smell in the office strong enough to drive dog out of a slaughter house.
 received several kindly suggestions to consult an undertaken, or 8 coroner. A gentleman who was about to sign $2, 900 advertising contract, dropped the pea and fled in wild dismay. He has never come back. think he has left New York for his health. We have lost $2, 900.
 Owing to the warm air in the office 1 reached into my pocket to get my hand kcrchief to fan myself with it. When pulled out my hand there was adhering to it a sticky mass which said Climber ger" very plainly. It spoke right out.
 How do you suppose that Llmberger got into my pocket? You don't know, eh9 We'll, let me tell you. l have boy at home of about nine years of age. Of late he has been reading book called ''Peck's Bad Boy" Ever hear of it2 My -boy Norman, got that Limberger sug- gestion out of that book. He it was who put that old cheese in my pocket. He said that was what Peck's Bad Boy did to his pa.
 We'll, he don't read that book any more. He can't read even his Sunday school book now without lying on his abdomen to do so I don't feel safe for my life unless I know that boy is at school or asleep. If you read of my fall ing down the stairs and breaking my neck in consequence of the steps being fabricated, or if I come to any other sud- den and mysterious end, you may close your eyes at night with the consciousness of knowing that the diabolical suggestion that showed me into the tomb originated in that internal book of yours.
 When you send me that ninety cents, include in it the $2,OOO ad. we lost through the Limberger cheese.
 I'd like to known when you are coming to New York again. Iwant to meet you at the depot when the train comes in. You will be able to identify me by a large club which shall wear in my right hand. How the coroner will be able to identify you after get through with you is not very plain.
 And I'll make an effort to be there too. Your true friend and future benefactor,
 ALEX SWEET.
 A Lucky Confectioner.
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