Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1917-09-27
EDITOR TELLS THE TRUTH

(From the Dallas Pitchfork)
A West Texas editor got tired of
being called a ''liar" because of an
occasional typographical error or
slight disarrangement of the facts
in publishing commonplace news
item. In his wrath, he announced
in boldface black type as follows:
"a lot of people in this town fall
out with the editor and brand him
as liar when the ordinary human
mistakes of life show up in news
paper. You have little charity
and fellow feeling for every man in
town but your editor. You claim
that you want the facts, and id if
l don't give 'em to you. Read the
next issue of this sheet and you'll
see some facts with the bark off.
I'll admit that | have been. liar,
an editorial liar, ever since l have
been editing this sheet, but I have
never printed lie in these columns
except to save somebody's feelings
from being hurt. Pm not afraid of
any of you and I'll be dad blamed if
| don't print the plain truth from
now on, or until you get out of the
habit of calling me liar every time
I make some littel unavoidable typ
ographical error. Watch my smoke.
Here are some paragraphs culled
from the next issue:
John Bennin, the LATEST merchant
in town, made trip to Belleville
yesterday.
John Coyle, our groceryman, who
voted with the republicans in 1896,
and consumes more mail-order whis-
ky than any other member of the
Baptist church in this county, is do
ing poor business. His store is
dirty and dusty. 1t is a wonder he
has any business at all.
Rev. Sty preached last Sunday at
the Christian church. His sermon
was punk and uninteresting, except
some stuff he quoted from Bob Ing
ersoll, for which he failed to give
Bob any credit. He also recited
few passages from one of William
Ebert Munsey's sermons and had
the gall to palm it off as his own.
Dave Charter died at his home
two miles north of this place, last
Thursday night. Dock Holderness,
who is an old friend of the family,
attended him a few minutes before
he expired. He gave it out that
Dave died of heart failure. That is
lie. Dave died from drinking too
much of very poor grade of mail
order Ticker. This paper prints the
truth.
Tom Spradlin married Miss Cordie
Meador last trades day at the county
seat. 1t amt generally known, but
the marriage was brought about
mainly by Remington shotgun man
ipulated by the brides father; Tom
concludin' that marryin' was the
healthiest thing he could do until
other arrangements could be made.
Roger Lloyd, cashier of the State
bank at Willow Grove, died Wednes-
day evening and was buried Friday
by the Odd Fellows in Pleasant
Mound cemetery. He has been taxi
ing this paper seven years and so
far hasn't paid us cent; we think
ing that he, being banker, would
pay some time. We will sell the ac-
count for two bits worth of fresh
green's.
Married: Miss Susie Scruggs and
Horace Guffin, last Saturday, at the
Methodist parsonage, Rev. James C.
Williams officiating. The bride is
very ordinary town girl who flirts
with all the travelling men she meets
and never helped her mother three
days all put together in her whole
life. She is anything but beauty,
resembling a gravel pit in the face,
and walks like duck. The groom is
natural born loafer and bum. He
never did a lick of work until his
step-daddy run him off from home
last fall. He went to the county
seat, and just before starving to
Fdeath, accepted a job as chamber
maid in livery stable. AS soon as
his ma found out where he was, she
went and got him and brought him
home. He now resides at the home
of his wife's father and says that he
| has no definite plans for the future.