At Temple Sowerby in Westmorland, time out of mind, people gathered on the green on May Day to hold a contest in the noble art of lying. Each candidate in turn told a story of his own invention, the crowd judged, and the most marvellous and improbable won a grindstone, with a razor hone for second place and lesser whetstones for the rest. The day ended at the inns, often with a few fights. The story went that a bishop of Carlisle driving through lectured them on the sin of lying and said he had never told a lie in his life, whereupon the judges gave him the hone at once and threw it into his carriage.
The liars’ contest at Temple Sowerby
1 May · Temple Sowerby, Westmorland
No longer kept
which consist of a grindstone as the head prize ; a hone or whetstone, for a razor, as the second
From Hone's Every-Day Book, vol. 2, cols. 599-600. Read the original
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