The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1911-05-18
A TRUTH TELLER
A Newspaper Man Tries verdCity
and Regrets 1t
TELLS HOW he DID IT
EmuIdteS George Washington for a
Day and Retires at Night
Saader and Wiser

The publisher of the Anoka Herald, !
writing under the common criti-
cism that the press lies, thought |
he'd tell the truth for a day to as
certain what the public thought
about it. He ascertained. Here's |
the way he tells his experiences:
So many people have taken us to
task for possible tendency to vary
from the truth that we made up our
mind to tell the truth for day as an
experiment. We hasten to add that
it was not publication day.
When we came down to engage the
breakfast table in a one round match
mother proudly produced some pan
cakes she had taken special care with
and asked us how they tasted. We
told her frankly but kindly that they
had fallen owing to lack of flour and
that there was too much soda in them
We added presently that the cream
was sour on the breakfast food.
When we left the house mother was
leaking sobs into the fourth handker-
chief but we had told the truth.
A friend offered us ride over town
in his new car. Proudly he showed
it's fine points to us and fished for
compliment on it. With all candor
we told him that it was cheap car
and in our opinion it would not last
the season. He looked at us in
panied surprise and left us at the
post office. We had lost friend but
we had told the truth.
One of our heavy advertisers came
into the sanctum and asked us to
write up an article upon the marriage
of his daughter, We started in like
this:
"The bride is the daughter of Mr.
and Mrs. Sheckels, local merchant
said to be in easy circumstances. The
reported wealth of the brides father
has led many to fiatter the bride with
favorable comments upon her very
ordinary features. She has been
brought up without any idea of work
and it will take more than the groom
can make in twenty years to keep her
in bon bons. The groom is a young
rounder without steady employment
of any kind and goodness knows how
they ate going to live"
In rage our heavy advertiser took
out his adv. stopped his paper and
pulled the door knob off the sanctum
door slamming it. We had lost bust
ness but we had told the exact truth.
A thoughtful friend whose business
had been boosted the previous week
by means of free write up in these
columns sent us box of cigars. We
smoked one and found them dry and
told him SO when he asked us how we
liked them.
Our lady friend asked us how we
liked her new hat and we told her
earnestly that. in common with all
hats this season, it made her look like
the devil. She sent back the ring by
her older brother who kicked us in
the face and otherwise annoyed us.
Anyhow, we told the truth.
That evening we were invited out
to dinner. The charming hostess had
spread most elaborate meal for us.
One of the viands seemed to be tink-
cred up with dill pickles. Our hostess
was very proud of the dope and urged
it upon each guest. Some devoured
it with relish, some minced at it with
wry features; we refused the dose, ex-
planning in all truthfulness that the
vile compound better deserved a de-
cent burial than place upon y dinner
table.
That evening at late hour we