The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1857-12-03
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Scene b during the session
of the Cirdt lin the case OF Com
monweallh y Ady, on e charge o.
malicious stao 10
The venirek eppanneled, and the
JuIy ooirn"nlyj fged by The clerk, the
Commonwealih'sA Attorney called in sup.
port Of the Indictment, the witness, Buck
Bryant, who being solemnly sworn, the
truth to tell, testified as follows:
Question by the Commonwealth S At
torney.-Tell all you know about The cu.
ting oftbe prosecutor, by Cassidy, the
prisoner at the bar.
Ans.-WelI, gentleman. it vas election
day-'twas dark, cloudy, wet sort OF a
drizz'y day, and says 10 my old oman.
| Believe III 90 down to Ringgold and
post my vote. And says my old wo-
man TO me, well, Buck, as its a sort of
dark, cloudy, wet sort OF drizz y day,
says she, hadn't you better take the UNI
brill. So took the umBrII and advanc-
ed down towards Ringgold; and when
got down thar, Mr.. Cole coined, and
says he, uncle Buck, have yod seed any
thing of old neighbor Harris! Says to
Mr.. Cole, for why? Says he, he's got
my umbrill. (lhe witness was here in.
terrodied by the court and told 10 confne
himself TO the actual fray between the
prisoner and Cole, the prosecutor. In
answer to which the witness retiarGed,
in tone OF indignant remonstrance, Mr..
Judge you hold on, Tor am sworn to
tell The truth, and | am gwine to tell it
my own way-so tain't fot.while for you
to say nothing more about il-whereupon
the court and commonwealth attorney
being anxious to get rid Of the witness
on any terms, told him TO 60 on and tell
the tale in his own way.) Well, as l.
was going to say, twas on lection day.
Buchanau and Fillmo was a runn.n' for
for the legislator, and says 10 my old
woman, old woman, says |, | b'leve Ill
go down to Ringgold and 'posit my vote.
Says my old woman TO ne, says she.
Buck, as it is a sort Of dark, cloudy,
rainy, damp, drizzy sort ofa day, hadn't
you better take your umbril, says she?
Says TO the old woman, says I, | spect
| had better take my umbrilI; so | tuck
the umbrll and advanced on towards
Ringgold. till arriv thar. Well, the
first thing did when got thar was to
lake a drink of Buchanan whisky, which
was monatrous good, and says | 10 my
self, says |, old hoss, you feel better now
don't you! And while was advancing
around, M. Cole he came 10 me; says
he, Uncle Buck, says he, have you seen
anything Of old neighbor Harris! Says
|, for whyi Says he, the old cocks got
my umbrill AFTER while, | posted
my vote, and then me and Cole advanc-
ed back towards home, and Mr.. Cole
was tighter than | ever seed him. And
50 we advanced along till we got where
the road and path forked, and Mr.. Cole
and me tuck the path, as any other gem
tlemen would, and arter advancing a.
while, we arriv to old neighbor Harris a
setin on a log with the umbril on his
arm, and bout that time Elijah Cassady
(the prisoner) coined up, and we advan-
ced On till we arriv at Eliah's house
Elijah is my nefewand likewise my SON.
in-law-he married my darter Jane,
which is next to my darter Sally. Arter
we had advanced to EIijah,s house we
stood in the yard awhile jawing, and
presently two somebody's rid up on
moss, which was Johnson before, and
Whitfield Cassidy behind-W Whitfield
and Kiah Cassidy being the same.-I
Elijah and Kah is brothefs, both born
he nat'ral way like anybody else's broth
ers, no gals between 'em, is about the
same age, especially Kiah, which ar the
youngest. Kiah war drunk, and he and
Mr.. Cole gotto cussing one another about
poliix, aud | advanced in the house whar
was Elijah's wife, which is my darier
Jane, which is next to my darter Sally,
Well, arter jawing awhile with 'em, my
little neiiew says he to me, says he, Uncle
Buck, let's go home. Says good pop,
so we pegged on together, and l heard
somebody calling me, but never ten
lioned 'em nor advanced back, Well;
got home and was a eating my supper
and Elijah, which is my son in-law. and
married my darier Jane, which is next
o my darter Sally, arrived, and says he
o me, Uncle Buck, says he Pve killed a
nan. Says |, the hell you have. And
his is all know about the slabbing; be-
cause want thar.-RichmOnd Wig.
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