Amador weekly ledger., 1858-02-06
+ NUMBER 16.
A Witness who Knew all about it,

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The venire being empanneled. and the jury
solemnly charged by the Clerk, the Common
wealth's Attorney called, in support of .he
indictment, the witness, Buck Bryant, who
being solemnly sworn, the truth to tell, testi-
fed as follows:
Question by Commonwealth Attorney:
Tell all you know about the cutting of the
prosecutor Cassidy, the prisoner at the bar.
Ans.-Well, gentlemen, it was election
day-'twas dark, cloudy, wet sort of
drizzly day, and says to my old woman /
believe III 90 to Ringgold and 'posit my vote.
And says my old woman to me, well. Buck,
as it is a sort of dark, cloudy, wet sort of
drizzly day, says she, hadn't you better take
your umbri? Says | to the old woman,
'spect | had better take the umbrill So
took the umbr and advanced down towards
Ringgold; and when got down thar, Cole
coined, and says he uncle Buck, have you
seed anything of old neghbor Harris? Says
| to Mr.. Cole for why? Says he, he's got my
umbrill. The witness was here interrupted
| by the Court, and told to confne himself to
the actual fray between the prisoner and Cole
the prosecutor. In answer to which the
prisoner remarked in tone of indignant re-
monstrance: We'll, now, Mr.. Judge you hold
on, for | am sworn to tell the truth, and /
am gwine to tell it my own way-so 'taint
worth while for you TO say any more about
it. Whereupon the Court and Common
wealth's Attorney, being anxious to get rid
Of the witness on any terms, told him to go
on and tell the tale his own way. Well, as
| was going on to say, twas on lection day.
Buchanan and Fillmore was a running for the
legislature, aud says l. | believe III 90 down
to Ringgold and posite my vote. Says my
old woman to me, says she, Buck, as it is
dark, cloudy, rainy, damp drizzly sort of
day, hadn't you better take your umbrill
says she. Says to the old woman says /,
| 'spect / had better take my umbriI: so
tuck my umbrilI and advanced on towards
Ringgold till / arrived thar
Well, the first thing | did when got thar
was to take a drink of Buchanan whisky,
which was monstrous good, and says | to my
self, says |, old hoss, you feel better now,
don't you? And while | was advancing
around, Mr.. Cole come up to me; says he,
uncle Buck, says he, have You seen anythink
Of old neighbor Harrisg Says ], for why?
Says he, the old cocks got my umbrill. Ar
ter while posted my vote. and then Mr..
Cole and me advanced back towards home,
and Mr.. Cole was tighter than | ever seed
him. And so we advanced along till we got
to whar the road and path forked, and Mr.
Cole and me tuck the path as any other gen.
tlemen would and arter advancing a while,
we arrlv TO old neighbor Harris settin on
log with the umbrll on his arm, and bout
thatItime Elijah Cassidy (the prsoner) coined
up, and we advanced on till we arriv at Eli
jah's house, Elijah is my nefew and likewise
my son-in-law-he Irarred my darter Jane
which is next to my darter Sally Arter We
had advanced to Elijah's house, and stood in
the yard awhile jawing, and presently two
boys rode up on hoss, which was Johnston
before, and Whitfield Cassidy behind--Whit-
field and Kiah is brothers, both born in the
nat'ral way, like anybody clse's brothers, no
gals between em and both of 'em is about
the same age, especially Kiah, which are the
youngest kiah was drunk, and he and Mr..
Cole got to cussing one another about politx,
and | advanced in the house whar was Eli
iah's wife, which is my darter Jane, which is
next to my darter Sally Well, arter jawing
awhile with em my little neifew says he to
me, says he, Uncle Buck, let's go home. Says
l, good pop, so we peggei on together, and
| heard somebody calling me, but never
'tentioned 'em or advanced back. Well, |
got home and was a eating my supper, and
Elijah, which is my son-in law, and married
my darter Jane, which is next to my darter
Sally, arriv, and says he to me, Uncle Buck,
says he, I've killed man, Says |, the -
you have. And this all know about the
stabbing, because | warn't thar.
TnE LAST OF THE RANDoLPHs-0 On the 4th
inst, died at the court hourt house of Char
lotto county, Va, st. George Randolph BY
his decease large lineage becomes extinct,
and a arke patrmony is divided He was
the eldest son of Richard Randolph, Of Biz
zare, and nephew of the celebrated John
! Randolph Of Roanoak, who regarded him
with an affection as sincere as Is was in his
wayward nature to feel toward any human
being. St. George had peculiar claims upon
the tenderness OF his kindred, for he was des-
titute of the faculties Of hearing and of speech,
and could only manifest the quickness of his
intellect in that untaught but expressive pam
tomne which is instinctiyely acquired by the
deaf mute. Losing his father at an early age,
he was sent to France for an education, that
could not at that time be given him in the
United States. On his return to America
sad dlspensation fell upon him--reason left
its throne The circumstance gave Randolph
Of Roanoake, the most poignant grief, and
he refers sadly to it in his letters. That was
forty years ago, and since then st.
George had remained hopelessly insane. Yet
, (says the Petersburgh Erpress), there was q
certain nobility in the appearance of the old
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