The Press: Pure Fiction

If an old New England town-crier cried false reports, he would be placed in a ducking stool, soused again and again to the applause of those whom he had gulled. Last week many a person in Manhattan chuckled at the thought that perhaps Town Crier Alexander (''The Great") Woollcott deserved to have his pudgy body tied to the end of some modern ducking stool and to be plunged screaming into some terrifying bath. For either Crier Woollcott had broken all rules of good town-crying and good reporting, or John Joseph Pershing had...

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