The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1891-07-04

deavoring to ascertain which way the wind
is blowing. Watch the straws. and with
the present season continuing as it has be
gun, there will be straws sufficient on ev-
cry quarter section that is cultivated to
warrant the setting up of hundred paper
mills, and thus new industries will follow
in the wake of the seasons and the Winds
FRAUD AND HYPOCRICY DISCLOSED.
Editor Leader: In the Washburn Mail
of the 9th inst. see a communication
from Conkling, dated June 23d, and head
ed, "What LIAR it is,' and signed Gre
spectfully, A. C. Ranard;" very disgrace
full piece of vulgar language uttered by a
person who holds permit to teach. in a
pasli school .No M2ngyasG 2gya]ss!s he considers
himself man of education. The lines he
and truthfulness-or rather his illitcracy
and untruthfuness-in the present case
as in the past. Now, I do not want the
public in general to think that waste my
time in writing "lies' to newspapers or
making up and telling lies on any one. 1
never did do it, and l never will, and the
communication which A. G. Ranard saw in
the Leader with my name signed to it, is
true in every particular, but did not tell
all should have told. If A. G. Ranard
had held his tongue strangers would not
l,o Lnl %<,<J Il
with the Jug, as l did not mention his
name; but you can see from his writing
that the shoe pinched hard on him. 1 did
not say i'll my letter that A.. G. Ranard had
anything to do with it, but now will say
to A. c. Ranard, and say it in the words
that Nathan the prophet said to David the
king, about the eve lamb when he took
Uriah's wife, "thou art the man." Yes,
Mr.. Ranard, you are the man who took the
Jug out of the express Office, notwithstand-
ing all your lying poetry and yonr lying
inslnuations. disregard your falsehoods
as they are specimen of some of the. base
poems you wrote for the Mail sometime
ago-you know when-and so do all the
people in this county know; but the peo
pie branded them for lie and the writer
liar. The poetry refer to was poem
for Britton's boom paper.
Now, Mr.. Ranard, will jog your mem
ory little concerning that Jug of whisky,
and see if 1 was lying about it: Do you
remember any person sitting in the express
Office. or the room adjoining it, when you
disputed about the price? Do you re-
member saying you did not know what
Brownell would say about the price? Do
you remember lady in the store across
the street when you asked liberty to leave
the Jug (Which was in box) there for n
little while until you could take it to
Brownell's? Do you remember the answer
the storo-keeper made to you, that you
could leave it in the store room? You
surely don't deny these statements, if you
do, say you are great liar than you said
I was in your correspondence to the Mail.
the truth. In regard to myself and my
neighbors the insinuations that you and
your partners, the two B. BIS, have made
are wholly untrue. My neighbors are all
good friends with me, SO you and your
partners lie about them too.
1t is wonder to me why you did not
sign at the bottom of your correspondence
the letters, IS. @. Lot" suppose you
are beginning to dislike the definition of
them, as they represent Ananlas's wife
Sapphira and her doings. Here is the
definition of the letter: S., Sapphira; O.,
quintessence; L., (or Lott, liar. In full,
S. Q. Lot means, Sapphire is the quint-
essence of a liar"
I have some more, but this is enough.
Yours, &C., PETER MILLER.