Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1857-05-21

all the while, said land there'll be more
fire than tow by-and-by,' said he--and that
is all know-got an ap-pint.meut down at
Deersville at 2 'clock--half.past one now
witness fees quarter, 'spose-Squire can
credit that" Whcreupon Racket made a
dive for the door; but the defendants attor-
ney, who had become magnetized with won
der, having recovered, called him back for
cross-examination. .
Old Dot-and-go.one might as we'll have at
tempted to cross-examine streak of light
ming. Racket, in answer to his questions,
only told the old story over again, word for
word; and he was finally abandoned.
Sim Peters came next.
"What do you know about Jones dog"
inquired Mike.
"Don't know nothin' bout Jones' dog,
nor anybody else's dog-never take notis to
dogs-ain't no kind of dog man, not no
how-if it bin hos, now I'd been at home
then could er spread myself like an
eagle-but dogs amt notbin' on that
Can't do you any good, Squire-no use."
And Sim left the stand.
Mrs. Culpepper was introduced.
"She didn't know much about dogs, nutt-
er; but she guess'd she know'd the Pixies,
and if any of them critters were goin' to be
sworn on this ERE trial Here old Pike
screamed out, stake care old 'oman-have
you jugged up, fust thing you know. Bet
ter mind your p's and q's.) Mrs. Culpep.
per rather tho't she know d what she know d;
and she should say it, too, if Beelzebub stood
at the door. No Pike could scare her-she
warn't afeard Of hull army of 'em, not she
so he could jist stop his yelling at her
while she was a swearin' and she would say
that if any of them ere Pixies were goin' to
be sworn, she was on hand for 'em-loaded"
Mike inquired what she knew bout the
dog.
oval" said Mrs. c., i, didn't come for
that, and can't swear bout the dog? She
had come as Pike witness and if she was
wanted, they would find her thar, every
time
Many more witnesses were sworn, but they
did not throw any ray of light on the case.
At last, a rough, knottylooking specimen of
humanity was called, known as Bill Weevil.
His hands we're in his breeches pockets, his
mouth full Of tobacco, his hair in confusion,
and he occasionally hitched up his panta-
looms, that had worked down so far that his
shirt had bulged out between them and his
vest. After the reward of ten dollars had
become public, Bill lad managed to get his
name on the subpoena as a witness; for he
knew that he was the man to 'carry off the
succors'-to use his language-when he was
first informed of the tempting bait set before
him.
Bill came on with a confident swagger, was
sworn, and took his seat, revolving his quid
rapidly around his mouth.
Mike Briar wanted to know if he knew
about that dog.
~ 'should-rather- think did," an
swered Weevil, slowly and deliberately, look
ing at the ceiling, and stretching out his feet
full length.
"Out with it," continued Mike.
"He was shot," said Weevil.
"Know'd that afore," said Mike. 'Who
shot him p
Bill thought moment. Squire, said he,
at last, that is sorter leadin' question
don't know bout answerin'.'
"You're safe p said Bumbleton; 'ten dol
ars reward, and o. general release of all ac-
lions against you.'
'Jestso," replied Bill. sMoney on hand,
Squire?
GAIL on deposit, and gold at that :"
"Who-shot-the-dog?" muttered Bill,
slowly. Squire, jest let me see that ere
money, and that other what-do-ye-call-it.'
Squire Bumbleton put the paper and mon
ey into the hands of the witness.
"Who shot that dog?" muttered Bill a.
gain.
"Yes w roared dozen. 'Out with it
tell, or say you can't
oval" said Bill, Ishot himP
And the whole courtroom was in an up.
roar in a moment-the Hoscraft faction
screaming at the top of their lungs, the
Joneses swearing, Mike Briar sitting half
paralyzed, old Dot-and-go-one stamping with
his wooden leg, and Squire Bumbleton grunt-
ing and scratching his head in the midst
Of which Bill Weevil shot the pitt with his
ten dollars and release of all actions.
But it is question to-day whether Bill
Weevil shot Jones' dog or not.