The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1891-05-09
Weller, N. D., May 18th 1891.

Editor Leader: It's been my misfortune
brought within the sphere of the v%agabond
gossipers of Mclean county. I have made
tho county my home since the spring of
1884. l have witnessed the political fights
of the two distinct local parties with fold
ed arms since that period. The hardest
political battle fought between the fac
tions, was the ~county's first official cam
paign in which was involved the site for
the county seat. The battle was a fierce
one. AS it drew TO a close each party
claimed the victory. But as the sun rose
in it's grandeur, the zephyrs brought the
joyous tidings that the Washburn party
had won the laurels. The efficient Hon. Sat
terlund was the helms1nan that brought
the glorious old war ship over the turbulent
waters, and anchored it safely in the haven
of rest, for the time being. Did the Hon.
gentleman finch while on duty? Did his
opponents ever find him asleep while on
duty! The tale is known. During this
political fight, and afterwards, no one
would stoop SO low as to wound tho feel
ings of an opponent, by speaking uncom-
plimontary of his family. But Oh! Great
God, how time has changed. We find in
our midst now u chronic clipped!eared'
O~rang-outang trying to put IN the garb of
a human being. This thing calls himself
Britton. The being was not satisfied with
trampling on the toes of gentlemen, but
belched forth his ~pusillanimous voice, and
spoke disrespectfully of certain ladies of
the county. Oh! Britton, why don't you
put n stone around your neck and jump
into u sewcr, and say; here goes nothing?'
Then you would show the world, that once
in your life, you had dom a friendly act.
Don't you think it a piece of impertinence
to style yourself half q man, IL speak of
IL gentleman such rs the Hon. John Satter-
lund, through that c~lattery organ of yours,
tho Mail, in the way you have! I will defy
any man, woman, or child, Qeaving the
goggle-eyed Orang-outang out of %couEse) to
point to one ungentlemanly act that Mr..
Satterlund is guilty of. There is not Il man
i'll Mclean county that is more hospitable
than Mr.. Satterlund and family. He is
friendly to all, willing to give a helping
hand to all, even those who curse him.
Sometime age. the seeming Hyena Britton
saw fit to deal a blow at Prof. Wells, by
what he called, writing up the family.
Thinking no doubt that his saliva in the
shape of Ink would cut a figure in putting
his ears in human shape. But alas his
brains had not risen from the seat of his
pants-and he collapsed. Poor creature, he
ess. Oh! for God sake, can he, OF any other
beast toll where his character is buried. We
do not want it, for in its purness, it would
shame q glue factory, and smash to atoms
the stencil OF the fruit of an old setting hen.
What has tho Honorable John Satterlund
to you? Are you aware chat no has
spent more money, and hard work, for the
up building of Mclean county than your
feeble mind can conceive? Who is try
ing to rob the county by printing district
school notices? You or Mr. Copeland?
Britton, go and follow in the shadow of
those you are trying to harm and you Will
discover the principles of a gentleman.
Alas! we arc afraid that, like your com
panions, you are TOO rotten to be cleansed.
SAM.