Wichita eagle., 1889-08-04
THE FESTIVE FISHERS.
Munchansen's Fancy outdone by Persona
Experiences.

WAGON WHEEL GAP, July 26, 80.
Tothe Editor Of the Eagle.
l was yesterday shown letter to be for
warded to you for publication. In the in
terest of history and truth I earnestly
hope it may findits way into the capacious
NAV of waste basket. For glazing mis-
representation / am fortunate in never
having heard nor read its equal for false
hoods or self laudation. As a resident OF
this vicinity since 1859 trapping. fishing.
hunting and mining by turn l solemnly
protest against the statements contained
therein. Coronada never was In this To-
cality. The wagon he used had rawhide
tire. He never lost the wheel mentioned,
and furthermore never had wagon, but
travelled on a well regulated two-lncn
steel axe patent broncho with only two
ears. During the year 1869
wore glasses bought salted
mine near Fair Play called the Printer
Boy lode. In hauling q load OF the ore
across the creek near this place tsome or
the boys having previously removed the
mutt like the one horse shay, the wagon
and all went to pieces in the quick sand
and ali but one wheel disappeared. The
mountain lion story could only exist in the
mind of some one whose brain became be-
fuddled with Kansas rain water. The EEL
low, it seems, killed a harmless tom cat
two feet seven inches, reversed the feet and
inches and made the tender feet from your
city swallow the bait. / admire a liar, but
I protest against your turning loose not
only the biggest hog of preyaricator but
the combined years capacity OF Dold and
Whittaker.
| have met the entire Wichita party,
listened to their hair breadth escapes
from varmints, catching fish and young
cubs and lion whelps with two pound
rod and no landing net; if any one of the
outfit is ever accused of coming within
twenty-seyen feet of the truth, by calling
on me will guarantee TO have cleared by
any jury in the land without having
them leave their seats. One of the party
claimed he was the first white man ever
in this section; had killed hundreds OF In
dams simply following the footsteps of his
to fits and then kill him from
fright by simply pointing at his
thoroughbred sorrel Morgan nose. An
other one of the party will swear to any OF
these statements, and claims he lost all
his teeth from biting Off cartridges
for the mogul liar to kill Indians with.
Two years ago in the Indian troubles near
the Utah line he claims to have restored
peace by killing forty of the ringleaders by
taking two at time and knocking their
heads together. This is the same party
who claimed to be the champion snow shoe
traveller of the Rockies. When challenged
to go up to where the snow was he insisted
he could ride any snow mountain or slide
that they would bring him. and persisted
in having some one bring him few snow
capped peaks to prove his prowess.
A Mr. Smith, as he calls himself, and
Utah Hews led party up Rock creek
catching trout Mr.. Hews armed himself
with steaming pot (his own inventionl
and Mr.. Smith set traps consisting OF
glass balls hlled with croton oil.
AS soon as the fish had tasted
the oil there was great rush for shore.
each separate and individual fish deeming
it was to his interest to get there first,
climb bling over rocks. trees, wire fences. IN
one grand scramble. After once on shore
Mr. Hews threw his pots over the flsh, set
them over the fire and cooked enough TO
feed the historical thousands and had fish
left. This Is one of the numerous stories
inflicted on me.
Among the genus liar Mullhatton in his
palmiest days could never throw even
shadow athwart the bright, glaring, re-
fulgent constellation of starring liars 10
the armament crested by this heroic stiff
Ter of truth and murderer of facts.
VERITAs